Riley, a college student, has a slight crush on a stranger she saw at the food joint. The stranger turns out to be a dance teacher Ryan Higa, who is her senior.
Chemistry ignites in the dance practice and sparks of misunderstanding began to fly. Th...
Ryan's POV She looked so peaceful while sleeping. I could just gaze her all night long. But there was something else to take care of.
I slowly got up from bed and headed to my study. I started tracking down the guy by the samples that I collected from Riley's house. I hacked into the records only to find a match. The guy was a spy recruited for a mission. And her belonged to... D?? Who the hell is this D now? Its bad news, I need to go hunt him down before the message passes their grapevine. I changed my attire and left for the guy's place at 2am. Tracker shows that he is staying at the cheap motel on the 3rd street from left. I reached the place. Upon inspection I found the front had CCTV cameras and plus point being back alley and room for garbage disposal.
The most disgusting part was where I had to go up by that tube above the trash can. I started moving up by standing on corner of the trash can and picking myself up in the tube. Hands and legs spread out in front to move upwards to the top. That sounded easy till someone throws garbage down that tube and it lands on you. Ugh. I finally entered his floor and came out on the pavement. Sprayed black paint over the CCTV and noticed it wasn't actually working. They were phony gadgets. So much for showing off my skills. As I tiptoed around, I tried to unlock a door and I stepped into a room filled with smoke and stink of cheap beer, puke and sweat. Good thing I could hold my breath for a longer time. I found a pizza box with a slice and decided to use it as a prop. My tracker showed that he was in the room next door. I took up a scarf and tied around my face and a hat on top. I ringed his bell twice, and he questioned who the hell was outside. I told him, "It's the pizza you ordered,Sir! We deliver it on time, every time". I could hear faint noise of something clicking..yep he did have a weapon possibly a pistol, which he loaded now.
He opened the door. I held the box in front of him and he instinctively put his gun behind. He opened the box and knew there was something wrong. Before he could react, I threw the slice on his face. As he moved his hands on his face to wipe it, I took his gun out and threw it aside. He tried to throw a punch but I locked his wrist and turned his arm behind his back high enough. Did he decide to move, he would suffer from shoulder dislocation. He tried to kick my leg out but I hit the back of his knee and he fell face down. I sat over his legs and cuffed both his hands behind and tied the scarf knot on his legs. Made him sit on the chair and my interrogation began.
We had only less time to interrogate. There are specific rules by which agency keeps our track and before they knew something happened to him, I had to leave before I blew my cover. I punched him twice, hard, his cheeks turning red with cuts. " Tell me why did you enter the house? Who sent you?" He just smiled. We are trained to face torture which is horrible than 3rd degree. We very well know what someone's breaking point is. And the way he didn't cover up his marks showed that he wasn't that good. I looked around and ripped telephone cord. And tool the ice container where champagne was kept for cooling.
I took his hanky and rolled on my knuckles and punched him straight making him spit blood and nose drip with blood. I placed the bowl in front of him, went behind him strangled his neck with the chord till he was out of breath and then dipped his face in that bowl. He screamed louder in pain and his body panicked trying to get out and breathe air. Me: speak up you as*hole! Guy: Your cover is blown. I know that you are one of the TSR [The Shadow Recruits] Ryan bloody Hi... (I dipped him in once more) Me: Tell me who sent you ? Which gang do you belong? Guy: (gasping for air) he..he ...knows you are alive. He will hunt the ones you love and kill them. Once again, the history will repeat itself! This was enough to enrage me to the core. I picked him up and untied him and fought with him. He went all offensive with everything he had left in him and I kept blocking his moves and breaking his bones. Each crack accompanied by a painful scream was music to my ears. My eyes were bloodshot and nothing could stop me till I ripped him off. Catching me off guard, he pushed me on the table. He ran to bathroom and locked himself.
I got up and began breaking the door only to find him lying on floor with foam coming out of his mouth. Cyanide capsule! I punched the bathroom mirror and it shattered into pieces. I took his device, mobile and wallet out and searched the important stuff in his room. Collected it, cleaned my tracks and left. It was 4.30am as I reached back home.
Cleaned up and settled beside Riley who was in deep sleep now. The serenity she radiated made one peaceful without meditation. I pulled over the the covers and as if sensing me lying straight next to her, she turned over and her head was on my shoulder and her hand over my chest. The leg over mine as if claiming me hers.
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Oh..how I loved if we stayed like this for long. I didn't want the night to end or rather the moment to end. Inhaling her sweet body scent, I drifted into a dreamland. Where she was only mine and we lived happily. A/N : SoitisconfirmedthatRyanhasapasthorribleenoughtokillsomeonethatwantstoredrawthesamefateinhisfuture. HasRileybecomehisnewliability? Willhestaywithhislove (ifheexpresses) andfightagainsttheguyordowhatsecretagentsdobest? Wheredidthisbeginandhowdidheblowhiscoverofbeingoffgrid? AndwhoisD? Staytunedfor the twists ahead. ;)
