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"You wouldn't shoot me."
"And why is that? Because I'm a woman?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Exactly, you..." Before he could finish the sentence, my finger press the trigger and the bullet flew out of the guns head. It hit him in the s...
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"And will you tell me yours?" He got out of bed and began to get dressed.
When he noticed that I was looking at him, he laughed and just walked over to me.
"It doesn't matter." I said after a long time. "Thank you, Maksim, for making my night more enjoyable."
"Are you staying in Russia for a long time?" He put his hand on my cheek and brushed a lock of hair from my face.
"If it's a question of whether we'll see each other again, yes. But probably not under the conditions you hope for."
"Of course." He took his hand off my face and took a step back.
I gave him one more smile before I went to the door and opened it.
"We can just talk about your ex later. Maybe over a dinner?" I stopped. My head flew in his direction. He just stood there with a smile on his face. "Good night, Amira." I took a breath to say something, but nothing came out of my mouth.
He knew who I was all along.
Does that mean he's on our side? I'll be really sorry if not.
*****
It's been three weeks since we came to Russia.
Maksim is an amazing host. We made a deal a few weeks ago. If I work for him, he will give me all the information about Aaron, who is currently in Spain.
I would be stupid if I didn't take the deal. Plus, I got a friend with the benefits. Who would refuse?
The team doesn't have to do anything. The last time I saw them was three days ago, when we decided to go dancing and get drunk. I'm sure we lost Oliver somewhere that night. I hope they found him.
My job for Maksim is not much. Basically, I go to different meetings with him, and I pay attention to everything. In other words, secretary. Secretary with a gun.
Because of that, I have to wear a formal dress today. He has a meeting with some people that I have to be present at, as his translator.
"Gotova?" (Done?) Maksim peered into the room. He was wearing a black jacket with a white shirt. He looks good as usually.
"Pochti." (Almost.) I put on a gold necklace and earrings. "Kak ya vyglyazhu." (How do I look?) I turned to him and turned around a few times.
The red dress lifted slightly as I turned. It had a large neckline and an almost naked back. The bra was out of the question as they were on the straps.
"Beautiful." He came up to me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Can we?" He held out his hand to me and I accepted it. "And not to forget." He pulled a small black box from behind his back. He handed it to me, and I opened it with a smile. "I don't think I told you it was a masquerade." He laughed.
