y/n's pov
"Goddd I'm so jealous!" Cindy groaned, slumping down on the sofa next to me.
I had just finished telling her about last night. I chuckled and bit my lip, reliving how close we were whilst dancing.
"I got some faces and names which is really helpful. We can now determine who are in partnerships with the business and if they're smaller, possibly take them down first."
"Brilliant. Did you have any trouble last nigh? I mean, you were in a room full of the most powerful and dangerous people in british." Cindy laughed.
"No- well actually this bitch zendaya-"
"Zendaya coleman?! Like, daughter of Kazembe Coleman?"
"Yup." I popped the p.
"I expected her to be a bitch."
"Oh that she is. She and Tom definitely have a past and she decided she wanted to rub it in my face." I gritted my teeth.
"Do I sense jealousy?" Cindy raised her eyebrows.
"No she just- she was all over him and he obviously did not like her back so I just- stop looking at me like that!" I giggled as she had her arms crossed staring at me.
"J-E-A-L-O-U-S." she spelt walking away.
"I'm not-"
I was interrupted by the ping of my laptop.
"Oh shit."
"What's up?"
"I was running names through the system and one of them...is one of our agents."
"What?!"
"Yeah. Gerald Watkinson. I think I've been on a couple mission with him before."
"Oh yeah! We did the Italian job with him!"
"Fuck."
It was so horrid thinking about someone who you think think you know so well, is someone else.
A traitor.
That's what I am to Tom, aren't I?
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hidden identity-tom holland
FanfictionTom Holland is the top mob boss in London, control over the entire city. When he interviews y/n y/l/l, an undercover FBI agent, to be his secretary...everything changes. !will contain smut and some portrayal of violence!
