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Explosive Night

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hi guys for this one shot it'll be a spy x spy enjoy !!

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I lived a quiet, peaceful life, a bit boring I admit. My parents always reproached me for being a calamity, I was the turbulent daughter of the family, they sometimes even wondered if they'd had the wrong child when I was born.

I loved the feeling of adrenaline coursing through my veins, my heart racing like crazy, the simple fact of running the risk made me dream. Because life is meant to be lived, not to be watched.

Ever since I was a child I was told to keep quiet, to stay in my corner and not cause any trouble, because a young girl should always be polite and well-mannered.

but things have changed since I accepted this job.

this night I was on a mission, I was expected at the Miami club, all I had to do was to find a spy of rival order. his aim was to blow up the table which housed a mobster renowned for his impressive sales.

My heels clicked in the alley leading to the club, I entered and headed for the bar, the music louder than ever, I scanned the surroundings trying my best to spot the enemy.

I'd spotted 3 suspects already, so I'd kept an eye on them, but they were far too young. I took a sip of my champagne as I watched people enjoying themselves, dancing body to body, flirting or chatting in their own corners.

I spotted a man, twenty eight maybe, he was wearing a shirt and glasses. from his look I could tell he was a university professor but what would a professor be doing here dressed like that.

he wasted no time and headed for the mobster's table. Bingo! I've found him! and god knows he was no university teacher.

"Sir allow me to buy you a drink" I heard him say a fake smile on his face. He was quit the charismatic one, tall, well dressed, his hair back, his eyes cold but somehow seductive.

his hand passed under the table with incredible speed, and I knew immediately that he had stuck the bomb underneath it.

I got up towards them and leaned, if I wanted nobody to notice the bomb under the table i needed to act like a needy woman who loves money. "I heard you are very popular here" my eyes looking at the gangster, I spotted the bomb, it was a small and round piece, i could hear the tic tac in my ear.

The enemy looked at me and saw me trying to take the bomb from under the table but before he could do anything i was already walking towards the exit of the club. the ticking sound in my hand, my lung speeding up, the bomb was going to explode any minute, and I had it in my hands for god's sake.

I feel a touch in my wrist, I find myself spinning around til i hit a torso, I look up and meet a cold gaze "give me that darling, I don't think you wanna get into trouble here" his voice echoed in my mind. 

I didn't expected to be that close to him, or his hands to be that tight on my waist. I decided to play dumb hoping it'll work "give you what?" I asked in a Marylin Monroe typa voice

He leaned closer, his face inches away from mine he whispered in my ear "give me the bomb darling." his honesty surprised me for a second. his grip on my waist tightened even more now that we were glued to each other. my heart beating faster, mostly because of the bomb.

"when does this bomb plan to go off?" my question made him look in at me with a raised eyebrow "why are you asking?" then the realisation hit him "you have it with you?"