Fancy

Rajeev

"I'm too hot, make a dragon wanna retire, man ."

Rajeev crept through the tunnels below the mansion, stealthily making his way into the lair of the enemy. He was on a mission, one he could not fail. The safety of the entire nation depended on him and he would not let his country down. He would not let anything distract him from his duty. He was incredibly close to accomplishing his task, just a few moments away from saving the lives of everybody he loved, when he heard voices. Cursing under his breath, he stole into the nearest room. 

Assuming he was alone, he began pacing, plotting his next move. He had just come up with an alternative plan when he heard a voice saying, "And who might you be?"
Startled, he whirled around and saw a woman lounging on a chaise, gazing at him with interest evident in her eyes.
Rajeev immediately knew that his priorities had changed. Planting an explosive in the house of one of Britain's greatest enemies could wait. Flashing her his smouldering smirk, he replied, "I'm the man who's going to rock your world."

Several hours later, he exited the residence, the object he had been sent to retrieve safely in his possession, a household of chaos in his wake, and enough C-4 planted to level the entire compound. Mounting his bike, he was just about to finally leave, when he heard someone come up behind him. Turning, he saw the woman he had encountered, in a dishevelled state.
"At least tell me who you are." she whispered.

Revving up his bike, he said, "The name's Jatti, Rajeev Jatti.", before speeding away, leaving her gazing at his retreating figure with awe.