Warning:
CIA, BND, M16 and terrorists involved in their love story.
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"I don't believe in Love. Not anymore." (Nina)
"If I really were stalking you, you wouldn't know it. Like a shadow, lurking in dar...
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(Hank Rutzgeld)
The BND agent walks into a motel bedroom. A woman just comes out of the bathroom.
Hank Rutzgeld, the BND agent mocks, "Your boyfriend is losing his touch. He tried to follow me with an old VW car. As if he could ever won against my Ducati."
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(Chrissy Stewart)
Chrissy smiles, she asks mockingly, "Really? He might not be as tough as I thought."
"Cold hearted bitch as ever. You used to date him, didn't you?"
"He's a gay."
"And I'm the king of jungle. We both know it's just his cover."
Chrissy is silent. Hank is one possessive guy. He holds her chin, forcing her to see him, straight into his eyes.
He mocks, "Do you still love him?"
"I shot him, remember?"
"Only one bullet. And you missed his head."
She pushes him away.
Chrissy says, "Hard to get a clear shot from my spot."
She lied and they both knew it.
Hanks warns, "If you double-crossed me, you would regret it for life."
"Same thing, Hanks. Don't ever betray me. Or I'll put a bullet in your head."
Hanks holds her chin again. Lust in his eyes when he whispers, "You are sexy as hell when you're angry."
A passionate kiss and all arguments forgotten. Kisses trailed down her neck.
Hanks whispers, "I'll make you forget him once and for all."
He savors her sweet lips again. Leaving her breathless after a while.
Entangled in bed with him. Like most of her nights with him.
*****
Gerard sips his beer. It isn't his habit to drink. Just need it tonight. A rough day. He almost nailed him before the car crashed.
