Virika: Agent K2

VIII

Krystle
After K2 left, I was kind of confused. I need to think but before that I have to take a shower. I stood up and pushed the chair back in place before going back to the bedroom and looked for a familiar bad. I spotted my bag beside the cupboard as K2 told.

I wonder what his real name is.

I unzipped the bag and took out a green maxi dress. I didn't think he would pack my undergarments too as I took out a pair.

He touched them.

That thought alone made my cheeks red. I quickly stuffed the rest of clothes back in the bag and pushed it beside the cupboard once again before going out of the room. The toilet and bathroom was separated behind the wall so that two people could use washroom but the bathroom or shower cubicle didn't have a door. The wash basin was in the corner of the bathroom. Even with this arrangement, the washroom looked beautiful. K2's house was beautiful.

I hung my clothes on the rod and took out a fresh towel from under the wash basin. I took a look at the toiletries and surprisingly there was a female face wash.

He is considerate.

Sighing, I locked the door before taking off my clothes and freeing my hair from the ponytail. Placing them on the counter, I went inside the shower cubicle and turned the knob. Water immediately started dripping on me. I looked around the whole washroom through the glass. Everything was just perfect about his home.

Just like him.

I shook my thoughts away as I remembered what he said at the dining table.

You trust me.

I would be lying to myself if I said that I didn't trust him. Of course I trusted him. If I didn't, I would not be standing in his washroom. Actually I trust him with my life. He is the one who'll protect me.

Overall, he is getting paid.

Exhaling loudly, I grabbed the soap and lathered myself before applying shampoo to my hair. Washing my hair and body one last time, I turned off the shower and wrapped myself in the soft white towel. I exited the shower and stood in front of the mirror.

My face was clean now except the band-aid and a small cut on my lower lip but one could only notice if they were standing really close to me. Thankfully, my body did not have any bruises from the quarrel. My hair were still the same.
I wore my undergarments and then the dress. It fitted perfectly.

I switched off the lights and walked out of the bathroom, throwing the used clothes in the laundry basket.  K2 was sitting in the living room, his eyes on his phone.

"Hi." I spoke to let him know of my presence as I sat down on the sofa beside him.

"Hi. Feel fresh?" He asked but his eyes never left phone's screen. I nodded and said a small 'yup' as I looked around.

In the morning, I barely saw his house. Just knew that it was beautiful. The theme was monotone. Black, white and grey ruled the house but it didn't feel dark or suffocating because colours were thrown in this combination too. The darks were used intelligently and I wondered if he hired an interior designer for his house.

"Can I ask you something?" I inquired as my eyes fell back on him again.

"Yes." He finally kept the phone on the centre table and placed his elbows on his knees and joined his hands. His full attention on me as his eyes finally saw what I was wearing.

"How do you afford this lavish house? The interior is flawless. If you  don't mind me asking." I said.

"No, not at all. You see my father was an agent too. At a very higher pedestal that is. Every person wanted him for their cases. He earned pretty well but he saved everything for me.
When he died, I was the sole owner of all his properties and money. Plus my own earnings are high too. So here it is." He gestured with his hands but I could se how his eyes saddended over the mention of his father.

"Oh. Very impressive. Your house is beautiful." I complimented.

"Thank you. My friend, who is an interior designer, decorated it for me." He told me with a small smile.

"You like dark colours." I stated, looking around the house.

"Yes. They are mysterious and powerful, holds many secrets." He spoke but his mind was somewhere else as his eyes became unfocused.

Just like you.

I wanted to say. I wanted to know why he chose this life, what happened to his father and where is his mother.
He is a beautiful specimen and I really wanna know inside out. I am attracted to him. I would have denied it but I can't hide the truth.

He intrigued me.

I jumped a little when I heard my phone ringing. I looked at K2 and he had gone back to looking through his phone. I rushed inside the bedroom to take my phone. I picked up my  phone and looked at the unknown number.

"They are the network companies." I groaned as I came all the way to the bedroom to reject a useless call.

I placed my phone back on the bedside table and turned around, wanting to go back to K2. I took the first step and then the second when something wrapped around my ankle making me incline ahead. I closed my eyes and put my arms out, in front of me to somewhat soften the fall when my hands touched something hard but soft. Something wrapped around my waist. I could feel my heart wanting to break out of  my ribcage.

I opened my eyes a few seconds later amd was met with a pair of chocolate brown orbs. My lips parted and a breath left my mouth as I looked at K2. My hands were on his shoulder while it was his arms that were wrapped around my waist. His hands were heating the area. His eyes looked from my eyes to my lips before going back to my eyes. I blinked and blinked before lowering my eyes and removing my hands from him while his hands begrudgingly left my waist. I could feel the absence of his hands as I tucked a strand behind my ears before looking at him. My eyes dropped down and I looked back to see what caused my fall.

My charger's wire was around my ankle. I bent down to remove it and picked the charger, placing it on the bed. I looked back at K2 to see him observing me.

"Thank you." My voice low.

"It's okay. Are you alright though?" He asked. I could se concern in his eyes and that warmed my heart.

I nodded and he nodded back and started retreating his steps before turning around and leaving the room.

I slumped down on the bed and placed a hand on my heart to calm it. I knew that it wasn't beating fast because of the fall but because of a certain someone who caused my waist to go on fire just because of his touch.

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