A Dangerous Captive (Completed)

13. A Date

Song: Olivia - Natalia Lacunza

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Adelaide

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For a second, I forgot about Jamie, Jaekyung, the people I've killed, MI6 and the fact that I was only wearing his shirt and boxers.

For a fleeting second, I let myself disappear in Romano's strong embrace.

And I smiled. 

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"The Anson twins." Jamie started.

After the slightly embarrassing spectacle that took place in the kitchen, everyone concluded that Romano would set up a bank account for me. 

With that, we all excused ourselves from our half-eaten breakfast and ambled our way to the meeting room, ready for the briefing of our next targets.

"5 children in between them both, one spouse and the other has multiple girlfriends. Fertile."

He let out a small cough. 

"They are co-owners of an Italian tech company but many have accused them of affiliating themselves with the Italian mafia due to their rapid increase of wealth."

Jamie's eyes flit over to Romano for a second before he continued his ramblings.

"They will be attending a business function with a wife and girlfriend in tow. Children are going to stay in their US mansion, not tagging along. The best form of action is a sniper gun. The place will be heavily guarded as many notorious criminals will be attending, therefore leading to a pat-down, Ads."

I nodded in agreement. 

I may be skilled but that didn't mean that the security wasn't.

Though I knew I wouldn't be the one to pull the trigger no matter how much anyone else wanted me to, it always brought back bad memories. 

"All right, we'll continue this discussion later. You can go to lunch now." Romano's voice commanded and I complied, my stomach rumbling from the breakfast I had neglected earlier.

"Adelaide, stay back." He demanded.

Damn, I was really looking forward to a sandwich.

I folded myself back down on the plush leather sofa across from Romano, crossing my legs and leaning back. 

His gaze was focused on me with the corners of his lips curved downwards slightly. 

Did I do something to upset him? 

The stillness of the room was interrupted by his steady, heavy breathing. 

"Have you forgotten what I told you the first night you were here?"

I blinked. 

Huh?

I tried my best to recall what happened that night besides my reunion with Jamie, but nothing of much importance came to mind. 

Unless...

"You're not getting your boxers back," I stated squarely, confident that was the answer he desired.

Though I hated to admit it, there was something oddly comforting about the boxers shirt he had given me and I wasn't prepared to let them out of my grasp just yet. 

The corner of his lip quirked up for a split second before being smothered by his serious expression that I had grown quite used to throughout the past few weeks.