Marina in Moscow : A spy story [SHORT STORY]

CHAPITRE 3: SERGEI

Marina had been in Moscow for several months now, and she was starting to feel isolated. Her job as a spy for the CIA required her to keep her distance from others, making it difficult to make any real connections. She spent most of her time alone, keeping to herself.
One day, as she was returning to her hotel room, she noticed a man in the hallway. He was tall and handsome, with piercing blue eyes and a disarming smile.
"Excuse me," he said in perfect English. "I couldn't help but notice that you're staying in the room next to mine. I'm Sergei."
Marina introduced herself as Aliyah, and they struck up a conversation. She found him charming, funny, and intelligent, and they quickly discovered they had a lot in common. She talked about her home country, but she made sure to lie to not give any compromising information about herself , he talked about his family which was very interesting to her because she never met knew her parents they died young , and their interests.
As the weeks went by, Marina found herself looking forward to their chance meetings in the hallway or the lobby. They would chat for a few minutes, and then go on their separate ways.
Marina felt a connection with Sergei that she hadn't felt with anyone else in Moscow. She felt like she could trust him, and that he understood her in a way that no one else did.
But as much as she enjoyed their conversations, Marina couldn't help but wonder about Sergei. Who was he, really? What did he do for a living? Was he just a friendly neighbor, or was there something more to him?
As the Cold War raged on, Marina knew that she had to be careful. She couldn't let her guard down, not even around someone as charming as Sergei. But as she lay in bed at night, thinking about their conversations, Marina couldn't help but wonder if there was more to their connection than just a chance meeting in a hotel hallway

One day they ran in the each other and she didn't know why but there was so something in the air, something she couldn't describe.
They stood in the hallway, their eyes locked in a deep gaze. There was a tension between them, an unspoken desire that neither of them wanted to act on.
Marina's heart raced as she looked into Sergei's piercing blue eyes. She felt drawn to him in a way that she couldn't explain. It was as if they were the only two people in the world, and nothing else mattered.
Sergei leaned in closer, and Marina could feel his warm breath on her face. She wanted nothing more than to lean in and kiss him, to feel his lips on hers, but she knew that she couldn't.
Marina knew that getting involved with Sergei could compromise her mission and put her in danger.
As much as she wanted to give in to her desires, Marina pulled back, breaking their intense eye contact. She knew that she had to be careful, that her duty to her country came before anything else.
Sergei seemed to understand, and he backed away as well, giving her space. They exchanged a few more polite words before parting ways, but the tension between them lingered.
As Marina returned to her hotel room, she couldn't shake the feeling that she had just narrowly avoided a dangerous situation. But she couldn't help but wonder what might have happened if she had given in to her desires and kissed Sergei.
For now, she pushed those thoughts aside and focused on her mission. She couldn't afford to let her emotions get in the way, not when the stakes were so high