𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍¹ ✔

18

As we huddled outside the old house, waiting for the signal from the girls who were inside, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the ongoing chatter and antics.

Clara, who was particularly concerned about her hair, kept whining about it nonstop. "Ricardo, my hair is a mess! Do you think they have hair products in there? I can't be seen like this."

Ricardo, always the cool one, just smirked. "Clara, you're a stunning badass. Your hair's the least of our worries right now."

Veronica and Adriana were in their own world, gossiping and whispering to each other, sharing secrets and giggles. It was like they had forgotten we were on a serious mission. I sighed in exasperation.

But then there was Mateo, who was absolutely loving the tea. He seemed to be entertained by the girls' conversation, enjoying every bit of gossip and drama they were sharing. "Oh, the tea is hot today! I could listen to this all day," he chuckled.

I couldn't help but shake my head at the chaos surrounding me, but in the midst of it all, I couldn't help but smile. Despite the mission's seriousness, our group had a way of turning even the most intense situations into something amusing.

The suspense was broken by a sudden, ear-piercing scream that echoed from inside the old house. We all immediately turned to each other, asking, "What happened?"

Veronica, our source of information from inside, quickly responded, "Don't worry, guys. Clara fell, but she's okay."

Ricardo, ever the concerned partner, asked, "Do I need to come in and help you?"

In the background, we could hear Adriana giggling, and Veronica continued with a hint of amusement, "No, Ricardo, she's fine. Just a little stumble."

Clara's voice finally came through, a mix of relief and humor, "I'm okay, guys, but my shoes are definitely not."

We couldn't help but chuckle at the situation. Even during a mission, leave it to Clara to prioritize her shoes.

The woods around us seemed to hold their breath as the distant sound of a gunshot pierced the air. It sent a shiver down my spine, and I could see the worry etched on the faces of my companions.

Veronica, Clara, and Adriana were inside the old house on their mission. We had provided them with microphones so we could stay in communication, but the gunshot still sent alarm through our group.

Adriana's voice crackled through the speaker, her tone lighthearted, "I almost got shot!"

I couldn't find the humor in it, and my concern was evident as I scolded her, "Adriana, that's not something to joke about."

She quickly responded, "Sorry, Luca. I didn't mean it that way," but her tone suggested she might not be entirely sorry.

I couldn't believe my ears as I heard Adriana's comment through the microphone, "The mafia bosses are kinda cute."

Veronica chimed in, "Yeah, they have cute hair."

Clara joined the conversation, "And those sexy mustaches!"

Ricardo, Mateo, and I exchanged jealous glances, feeling a mixture of annoyance and amusement. I couldn't help but mutter to myself, "Why are they flirting with the mafia bosses?"

Mateo chuckled and added, "They better not be seducing the enemy."

Ricardo smirked and said, "I'm more worried about those 'sexy mustaches' stealing my girl."

The tension in the woods lightened a bit as we shared a laugh and speculated about what the girls were up to inside that old house. We may not have been happy about their playful comments, but we trusted them to handle the situation.

As the battle unfolded, the girls were giving it their all. Adriana was cussing out the men in Portuguese, which drew a mix of amusement and confusion from the guys. Veronica couldn't contain her laughter, making the situation even more comical. Clara, on the other hand, was in a fierce struggle, screaming for them to let go of her hair.

But just when we thought we'd join in to help them, the situation took a surprising turn. Adriana, who was supposed to be taking down one of the mafia bosses, suddenly began flirting with him. The man with the nice hair and a mustache seemed utterly bewildered by this unexpected attention. It was clear he had no idea what to do.

Without missing a beat, I exchanged a shocked look with Mateo and Ricardo, and we stormed inside, ready to put an end to this bizarre and potentially dangerous flirtation. Adriana was in for quite the scolding later.

We rushed into the scene, and I couldn't help but shout, "Adriana, what the hell are you doing?"

Mateo chimed in with, "Ricardo, handle this mess!"

Ricardo took charge, pulling Clara out of her hair predicament, while I confronted Adriana, who was now batting her eyelashes at the perplexed mafia boss.

"Adriana, seriously? You're supposed to be taking him down, not flirting with him!" I exclaimed.

Veronica, who had followed us inside, added, "Yeah, this is not the time for a romantic subplot!"

Adriana snapped out of it, realizing the seriousness of the situation. She quickly composed herself and delivered a swift punch to the mafia boss, finally focusing on the task at hand. But the memory of that bizarre flirting episode would definitely provide us with a good laugh later.

I was livid as the man spun Adriana around, his touch far too familiar for my liking. I lost my temper completely. In a flash, I yanked him away from her, delivering a series of punches and kicks that left him incapacitated. Finally, I ended it with two gunshots, ensuring the threat was eliminated.

I grabbed Adriana by the arm, still simmering with anger, and dragged her outside to our mission car. I couldn't believe her reckless flirting had escalated to this point.

I scolded her sternly, "Adriana, what the hell were you thinking? That was beyond dangerous!"

She looked apologetic, her eyes cast down. "I'm sorry, Luca. I messed up."

I kissed her with a mix of frustration and longing, "You better make up for it tonight."

She smirked, mischief dancing in her eyes. As infuriating as she could be, there was something about her that I couldn't resist, no matter how reckless she acted.