So my life isnt perfect its one of those things.Not imperfect like I didnt get the newest phone.Imperfect like my parents died when I was 7 ,killed in a bom infront of my innocent eyes.
Men came and took me to the place I know as Z-Ellite.People on the outside see it as where the rich kids with problems come to hide.Not at all.We are trained here to be spys.
They learned us shooting,self defence,how to use all weapons,survival and just about everthing.My coach is like my parent here.He helped me to become a better fighter the older I got and was also my first.There was nothing more to it,I was drunk ,he was drunk then boom.
He always gave me a headsup about everthing and made sure I was fit as fuck.
"I hear there picking a student for a mission.Someone with a interest for cars.Problaly wont be you",he says putting a extra weight to my weights.
He was also extremely direct.O well nothing like lunch to drown your sorrows.
"Hey Victoria!Looking mighty fine today",Jack a irratayting fuckboy shouts at the cafeteria
"Jump off a bridje"
"Would love to jump on other things",he says with a wink.
"Are you testing me?"
"Sure as hell am"
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"Mis V?".I look up at 2 mendressed in black.
"Hi",I say smiling even though Im choking the life out of someone
"Would you mind letting the man go?The headmaster wants to speak to you"I let go of Jacks neck watching as he gasps for air like a fish out of water
"Nice choke hold",the one man says as he stares at my cleavage.I know they couldnt help it but it was irratayting.
I got the huge breats from my mom and green eyes from my dad.
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The Spy
PertualanganAll Victoria wanted to do was become a great spy like her parents that were killed.For years she trained to be the best and beat the rest.Refusing to stand for anything that stood in her way In all the glamour of her first mission she forgets the o...
