Milan, Italy. What a beautiful place. Honestly this place is the second most romantic place you could ever go. Nothing can compare to France though.
I head out of the airport to see the crowd of people lifting boards with different names. I scan the swarm of people and saw a board that had 'Night' written on it. The holder was a man with light brown hair wearing a mask but despite the coverage of the face, those annoying green eyes always screams the bastards name. Mason Tank
I roll my eyes and head towards him. He takes down the board and lowers his mask.
"You smell like shit" He says with a cocky tone
"You're just jealous because I get to ride a jet" I say as I walk past him. He stays silent and walks beside me
"I feel bad for that jet seat, it deserved a clean ass instead of a crappy one" he says as we head towards the exit.
"Where's our ride?" I ask as we get out of the exit. Mason ignores me and walks to a black sedan. I roll my eyes at him and walk right behind him. I open the door to see a familiar man on the back seat.
"Spencer" I say as I get in. Spencer Hollow. He had blue eyes, tan skin and blond hair, the typical American. He was wearing green formal pants, a white button up shirt, and crocs
"It's nice that you got here quickly" He says as Mason gets in the passengers seat
"Oh well that's because of the jet you let me use" I say outloud to make sure to make an annoying green eyed ass jealous.
"It was the only way to get you here quick" Spencer says as he chuckles. The car starts driving out of the airport.
"Now explain why you wanted me here so fast" I ask as he brings out a tablet
"Clark Anderson, the guy has a serious low profile. It was hard to find a decent picture of him. But we found one" Spencer says as he lifts his tablet in front of me to reveal the most handsome man in my life.
He had Dark brown eyes with a magnetic twinkle in them, Soft dark brown hair that was styled to the side, he has a beautiful heart shape face and thick lucsious lips. For the first time my wolf actually reacted to someone.
Good looking right? I say to my wolf
Very she replies as we go back to our natural silence
"He rarely goes outside and rarely attends meetings in person" Spencer says
"In person?" I ask
"He usually joins meeting through online meetings. The guy owns a lot of resorts and donated to a lot charities." Spencer says
"That's why he never reached our suspect list. The guy has no criminal record or any name used on him. Nothing in the black market or dark net" Mason says as he brings out his loptop
"Ok so do you think the Mengs lied?" I ask getting furious at the idea
"No, there's Intel that there was a secret party in one of his resorts in Lebanon. Rurik Ali, a know arms dealer in the middle east, he's a target of our other agents, was spotted there. There are also other illegal individuals that we can't arrest because we don't have evidence." Mason says with a groan
"Mr. Anderson was also spotted for a few minutes. So I believe he is part" Spencer says
"Of course he is. Why would he be around so much illegal people" Mason says. My wolf and I get sad at the thought that we would have to hurt this handsome man
"So you Selene will be attending a party later" Spencer says as I give him a curious face
"Clark rarely goes out. Tonight, the presidents daughter is having a after wedding party and he is invited. From what we got, the president really begged him to come. So of course since he is a business man, he knows better than making a bad image of himself to Italy's president" Mason says
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(ON HOLD) Undercover Bond-- A Werewolf story
Lupi mannariSelene Kalov. An Orphan who was a survivor of an attack and was adopted by an secret organization that kills as much illegal ordeal as possible. Growing up with strict and merciless training she was deployed to many successful assassinations. With a...
