𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍 ❝your body is a weapon and it rips me up inside❞

TARGET: Russell Wells - Head of an international uranium trafficking network MISSION: Infiltrate Wells's entourage to uncover the identity of his suppliers and clients LOCATION: Krasnoyarsk, Russia TEAM: Olivia Miller (AA), Bradley Simpson (BA), James McVey (BA), Tristan Evans (BA), Connor Ball (BA). DEPARTURE: April 15th. 05:00AM. "Russia? With the British? Over my dead body." the brunette said, holding the mission briefing in her hands, knowing too well she didn't have a choice in the matter. The American Agency (the AA) needed their best element for a special mission in collaboration with the British Agency (the BA), and that was exactly what Olivia was. Recruited by the AA as a child, the girl had been training her entire life, quickly turning into a deadly weapon. Now at the top of her twenty-four years of age, her expertise in close combat, experience on the field and undeniable beauty made her the agent of choice for the mission. "Why can't you send Madison? She aced her last mission. Plus, she's gorgeous and will have no problem seducing the guy." the girl pleaded, hoping the Agency would change their mind and send another one of their agents. The British Agency was known to be difficult to work with, and the rivalry the two Agencies had been sharing for decades didn't help. The AA agents dreaded being assigned a mission with the BA, knowing they'd have to work with a bunch of despicable tea drinker/fried fish eaters/Queen suckers. "Here's your new identity and a few gadgets you might find useful. Be ready at 5am sharp." Mr Cooke said handing Olivia a black leathered suitcase. "Fuck me." the girl answered as she took hold of it, realizing she had no choice but work with the British for the mission. It was going to be a long few months.

-Despierto cada día, y me comporto como la mejor esposa del mundo... -Sabes que nunca te ame, no te lo dije, pero lo demostré. O1.O7.18. ©StylesTomlinson03 gummieharry.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓 Making a bet to see who will ask to kiss the other first is easy, right? Not if you're living together. . . © hairtoolong [ slowly editing ]

Who knew having Brad Simpson being your room mate would cause so much drama.

Ella amaba los cigarrillos, el la amaba a ella. Ella tiene problemas paternales, el adoraba que los tuviera, pues el también los tiene. . . . . . . . . . (Este es un fanfic, adaptado y en honor a la canción Daddy issues de la banda The Neighbourhood.) ⚠️Advertencia⚠️: Lenguaje demaciado explícito. -Los protagonistas cuentan con la edad de 15 años.(Las edades se irán modificado según la historia) No se aceptan adaptaciones ni copias sin mi absoluta autorización© Sin más por decir... ¡Disfrutenla!

Siempre terminas atascada conmigo de alguna manera. Está es la segunda temporada del primer fanfic, "Daddy Issues", así que para leerla primero necesitas leer la primera parte. Cualquier tipo de adaptación está totalmente prohibida sin cualquier tipo de autorización.© Sin más por decir, ¡Disfrutenla!.🍒