𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗘𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁.
꧁ The story of a woman who is highly trained in espionage and assassination, with a man who owns billions worth of riches with the heart of gold and the brain of Einstein ꧂
"𝐹𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
current location; Hong Kong.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The jet has landed, and now the team was huddled up, sitting on the asphalt ground, listening to One- who's standing on his feet- going over their plan once more. And then they're off to the place they're going to be staying at.
The next day after they've landed in Hong Kong has come. The day where they're going to act on the plan One has made. They were now sitting around a table, eating.
Eight was ordering her food. She was sandwiched between One and Seven. The latter was done ordering his meal and started making his way to where the others are sitting. When Seven left the former lover just by themselves, One couldn't help but to strike up a conversation with Eight, "You remember our last trip here?"
Eight's memory went back to years ago where the man beside her was still not 'dead' and madly in love with each other. She couldn't help but let a small loving smile slip up her sweet exterior at the memories of them here, in Hong Kong, for a casual trip. The woman muttered a small, "Yeah, that was fun."
One glanced at Eight briefly before a smile also graced his features, "You think we'll have as much fun now as we were back then?" His voice went a few octaves down when he asked her this question.
Knowing the double meaning behind his words, her body couldn't help but shiver. She gave him a shrug, acting as if she wasn't affected by his words at all. But One could still see past her acts, which made him feel elated at the thought that it wasn't only him who's still affected by her.
Eight then answered him, "We'll just have to wait and see how it'll go now, don't we?" She grabbed her order and a chopstick then trek down to where the others are sitting with One hot on her tail.
Back at the table, Three was sitting across from Two, who's propping her chin on her palm, handing her a peeled fruit. Two smiled and took it out of his hold. Five, sitting at the head of the table, in between Two and Three, looked at the duo with a knowing smile plastered on her tanned face.
