"Do you think I care about your past?" I asked.
"I don't think so. But whine, I think you care about your future." He replied.
Tropes ~
Enimes to lovers
Office romance
She fell first but he fell harder
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I entered the building where everyone improves there hand in gun. Normally I go to my personal booked room but, I wanted to meet her.
I have seen her record. She has never failed in a single mission. It's not that the missions are D-Rank or E-Rank. It's either C-Rank mission or B-Rank mission and sometimes even A-Ranked mission. She is ; quite interesting.
After snapping out of my thoughts I shared a glare with the girl who was sitting in the counter waiting for me to say something. I think she wanted to talk to to me but she didn't say anything.
I gave her a nod of 'I won't take much time'. She nodded back and gave me a tight smile.
After pushing the door, I saw her. Wearing all back. Looking like a fucking real agent. Brown open hair, black jacket and black boots. I can't see her front, though I have seen her many times when I was watching my agency's agent's data base.
While her outfits theme is black, mine are grey and black. My hair is set just like my life but I don't think even one of them will be set after joining this agency.
I have made enough noise to make her turn back but just as I expected, she didn't. Picking up the gun, I triggered the gun and..
Let's try something.
Shoot.
I missed the aim, intentionally. She let out a sigh which can be unnoticeable by others but not to whom who is watching her from the start. I shooted and missed it, again. I think she lost hope.
"That's why people say, you need to be talented. Having mommy issues and daddy's money will never help,"
I tried not to get pissed at the mommy issues thing she said, "But I heard people say, hard work beats talent? Mrs. The head agent," Yes, I gave her an idea that I know her. I didn't look at her face till now. Brown almond eyes, pink lips, pointed nose. Hm, interesting, her face matches with her personality. In other words, she's perfect.
"But the thing is Mr. I know everything, you neither have talent and you haven't work hard too," She replied with a sassy tone, but it was not different since she was talking to me at that tone from the very first.
"You think I didn't hard work for... what actually? And from what makes you think I am rich?" I asked, kindly you say. The last question should be a stupid question in her point of view but let's see what she observed.
