undercover heart [J.M]

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Amaryllis

I parked my car outside a big mansion. Then I took out my suitcase from the car before walking in with Zayn. An attractive guy with golden brown hair, hazel brown eyes and muscular body, with tattooed arms greeted us.

-Jeff this is Jason. He's going to be the boss and not me, Zayn said.

-Like I'd ever follow your orders, I snorted.

-So you're Zayn's little sister? Jason asked.

His face expression seemed a bit shocked. He kept starring into my eyes. Is he suspecting something already?

-Who else would I be? I asked annoyed.

He smirked and walked up to me.

-You're going to be tested sweetheart, he said while his smirk grew bigger.

Zayn looked a bit scared. He knew better than everyone what happens if you call me sweetheart. If I wasn't here for a mission then Jason would be dead.

-Where? I asked.

-Follow me, he said.

We started walking after him when he suddenly stopped and looked at Zayn.

-No big brother allowed, Jason said and took my hand.

He already called me sweetheart. I'm not gonna allow him to hold my hand. So took back my hand for myself. Jason didn't seem to except that kind of action. We walked downstairs to the basement where a tied up man in a chair sat.

-This man owes me money. But he refuses to pay me back. I can't have that. I want you to kill him, Jason said and handed me a gun.

Without any kind of hesitation I fired a bullet into the man's scull. Then I turned back to Jason.

-I thought you were going to test me, I said and handed him the gun back.

-I thought Zayn lied about you being able to take lives.

-Was that seriously a test? I asked and pointed at the now dead man.

-Yes

-A little to easy.

-Amaryllis!! Are you okay!? Zayn yelled from upstairs.

-No I'm a ghost now!! I yelled back.

-Amaryllis....interesting name, Jason said.

-Don't bother to remember. Most people call me Jeff or Amy, I said and begun to walk back upstairs.

Zayn were standing right in front of the basement door with a worried expression.

-What? Don't tell me you were worried again, I smirked.

-What are brothers for?

-Annoy your ass?

-I know you love me

-Yeah keep telling yourself that big bro, I said and walked over to my suitcase. "Where will I sleep?"

-You can sleep with me, Zayn said.

-No way! You snore worse than a dying elephant. Don't you have a couch or something? I asked Jason.

-Ladies shouldn't sleep on the couch.

-I'm pretty sure they shouldn't kill either. There's no way I could ever share a room with McSnore over there, I said pointing at Zayn.

-Then you can sleep in my room, Jason said.

-I'm fine with a couch so....

-It's settled. You sleep in my room, Jason cut me off.