An FBI agent and a mafia leader. ⋆A Splendid combination⋆
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"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." He said kinda singing it.
"Nope, woke up just fine, but the fact that some dick named Luca was staring at my tits not 2 seconds ago...
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"What the fuck!" I yell And throw the paper at the dumb fucks in front of me looking at me with pure fear. I mean they should.
I gave them a simple project to do. I gave them six months, fucking six months and they still have completed it. I even asked them if they could really do it? I also asked if the time I gave them was enough or if they want more time.
The dumb fucks said no they will do it. And tomorrow I have to show the project to a very important clint and they're telling me they need two more weeks?
"What the fuck were you all doing for the past 6 months?" I yell. again none of them answers.
I sit my self on my chair and run my hands in my hair once again before trying to calm my self down. Gosh shouldn't have buncked my anger issues classes.
"You're all fired" I state with a calm voice. Guess I'll have to find another editing team
I then finish the project in two hours, As fast as I could and go to the FBI training center because I, the best agent in the FBI apparently has to Personally train the newbie agents.
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I am currently traning a newbie agent, Who has been training for 2 months her last trainer, agent 102 apparently died during one of her mission. Amen. So, now I have to handle her.
I took her to shooting practice. Because apparently she said that she is the best in gun shooting.
I put three bullets in my gun and showed her how to position the gun.
"See, first position your gun, take the safety off, then sho-" I get interrupted by the bitch standing next to me.
"Oh you don't have to. I know everything" she takes the gun from my hand. And quickly shoots the target (glass bottles). And I wasn't a bit surprised when she didn't hit anywhere near the target.
"One tip if you wannna stay alive near me-" I snach the gun from her hand and take off the safety "learn to keep your filthy little mouth shut." I look at her in the eye and hit the target never leaving eye contact. Her eyes widen with fear.
"O-okay" she shutters. which makes me glare even hard.
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I am now leaving the FBI center. After training that egoistic bitch. The building is empty or at least I think it's empty. The sound of my black heels clicking against the floor echoes in the hallway.
Then a sociopath, phychotic, motherfucking, ass eating, pussy eathing, bitchy whore and any other cuss word you can think of, enters. Riley. Riley has been my enemy for ages now. There has always been a kind of compition between us. First I ignored her but she really got on my nerves later on. She's just jealous of me that's all.
And like I've been doing my whole life, I ignore her and go to walk past her but this bitch just cant stop. I feel a hand wrap around my wrist and pull me back.
"Bella, long time no see" she smirks.
"fuck off, you bitch" I Grint. I hate her to my core.
"Or what? Huh? Gonna cry for your mommy to help?-" She soffs. "Can't even do that."
My FUCKING blood boils. Gosh how can somebody be so mean. How can she make a joke about my mother's death like that.
"What are you looking at?" She smirks. She's FUCKING PROUD.
"Fucking disappointment" I soff. I avoid Riley. Always have, because I know if I get my hands on her, I wouldn't leaver her untill she dead. So? I try to walk past her. Again. And she stops me. Fucking again.
"You know, I still remember her calling me to help her. fucking loud ruined my drink that day" she says.
She knows who killed my mother. She was there the night she was killed. But Riley didn't bother to help or call for help. I wanted revenge from that person. So bad. So bad that I talked to Riley and asked her to at least tell me who killed her but she didn't say shit.
So, Now at this point I don't think or say anything. I just turn around and punched her in her fucking ugly face then again and then again.
I didn't know what I was doing it's like I was in a different zone.
All of a sudden I feel two warm and soft yet masculine hand wrap around my waist and carry me two step away from the bitch and put me down.
I look up just to be met with a pair of stormy grey eyes. He was wearing a white t-shirt with a black leather jacket with black ripped jeans. His face was- fuck he was hot. Grey eyes and sharp jaw line, juicy pink lips (sorry I know that was cring) And his body. Don't get me started. His hands were veiny with a few rings.
Then I look back at his eyes, shit. I was checking him out.
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