Trapped

Chapter 18

Reaching down at the overly posh hotel and waiting for his boss is a pure wastage of time, is what Zayn thinks to himself. Wondering what must be so important, he enters the grand doors after receiving the call from his boss announcing his arrival. He asks for the reserved table as he is instructed to and is led to a table in the corner of the large hall where he finds someone waiting for him. "Dad's busy," is the only thing he says before gesturing Zayn to sit on the chair. "So, why this meeting?" "Just settle down, mate."

Zayn obeys and takes a seat at the table with a puzzled look wondering as to why the boss' son is here. "I am here to meet a lady and win her trust. Now, you would want to know why but all in good time," he gives him a brief idea leaving Zayn more confused. "Alan, what's the point of doing that?" "Zayn, do you remember who was Lisa Carter, or should I say, Agent Carter?

Hearing those words, feeling the pain, everything about it leaves him breathless and tongue-tied, bringing a storm in the insides of his shuddering body but soon he regains his calm composure and mutters back nonchalantly, "Yeah, heard about her" "Well, then you must surely know what she possessed that dad needs so badly," Alan speaks smoothly with a glint in his eyes. "The weapons list prepared by the MI6 itself containing names of hi-tech weapons and where they were safeguarded," Zayn speaks trying to keep his calm, remembering the ruthless killing of the famous agent by the dad of this very boy sitting in front of him. "Yes, the only thing that can give you the power to rise above everyone else and everyone has their eyes set on it," his eyes filling with passion as he replies to the lad in front of him and continues, "Well, we have finally arrived to this fact that the lady I need to win the trust of, is the only beloved daughter of agent Carter and she will lead us to the silvery tiny disc that holds the power to take over the mafia head" "So, why do you need me?" "Show me your ways, how you make them fall for you?" This is not what Zayn had expected considering the boss had made him come down here, all dressed up in a suit, something involving a lady but this situation is slowly turning to an awkward one. "Er... My ways... Being nice, I guess," He mumbles back a reply hesitatingly, scratching the back of his neck to which Alan rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair. "Just give me something to work with; being nice has a definition, Zayn. All those girls just don't fall at your feet for nothing, you've got the charms" "Yeah right, I am a love doctor, got love tips for all the people in the world!" Zayn rants sarcastically, putting on a fake smile and dropping it off as soon as Alan sighs. "This is an assignment. Important one. If dad thinks you know stuff, you got to tell me, mate," he clears out with a serious look on his face, eyes boring back into Zayn's brown ones. "Fine. Let me think of something," he mumbles wondering if he should help him, thinking about how he is just going to use the girl.

"I think that is enough to impress a woman," Zayn mumbles after telling him how to be nice to a woman and wanting to be away from this nonsense of an arrogant prick, since past 23 minutes that he was so accurately counting. "She is already waiting for me. I must go and impress her," Alan says dramatically and rises from his seat, pulling on his coat and readying himself before walking off. "Loser," Zayn mumbles to himself watching him strut to the other side of the room. "Lets see, who the poor lady is," he mostly thinks to himself, letting the words tumble out of his mouth as he enjoys the drink the annoying lad had ordered during their conversation. He stares to the other side of the hall, trying to sneak a glance at the woman who has her back to him. Soon, after a couple of minutes, he sees her turn her face away from Alan and he sniggers knowing how irritating he must be to her. But when her face turns towards his direction with her eyes closed in pure annoyance, he loses his senses. It feels as if the ground beneath his feet is slowly shattering apart, ready to swallow him whole. His heartbeat quickly rises to an abnormal pace and his eyes are still fixed on her, not blinking once, not even when her face is back towards the other lad and he can only see her hair and slight part of her exposed skin of her jaw and neck.