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2024-10-29 19:42:56His deep-set of brown eyes buried against me. “Why are you so tempting Hira?” His hands trailed on my cheek until it rested on my neck, and made me look up to meet his eyes. “So tempting that I want to risk it all for you."
I can not help but let my lips turn upwards, forming a smirk, knowing the power I have on this man, “Then risk it all for me. I dare you.”
He let go of me, and I watch as he ruffled his black locks and clenched his jaw, looking like he is controlling his suffering. He slammed me on the wall, gripping my brown hair.
“You really are testing my patience,” his tall and lean body leaned on me, he whispered in my ear, “Agent Nova.”
“So?” I fought back. “You and I both know that I am not yours to keep.”
“No, you are mine. I should be the only one to protect you.” I could feel the anger in his eyes. But I can not help but feel angry too, knowing that he sees me as a responsibility and not a partner. He is my superior, and I’m his subordinate, and that is all I’ll ever be…that should stay as our relationship. Nothing more, nothing less.
But I can’t ignore this feeling as long the more I see him.
“You knew that I love you and yet you ignored me, and now that I am seeing someone, you are here acting jealous. Why don’t you think carefully, Agent Wave, what if you’re falling for me too?” I asked.
He stopped and looked at me in the eyes. “If that happens, I want you to kill me.”
Taking a bullet is easier than falling in love.
I wish it could be enemies into lover’s arc where I fell in love with my enemy, but no. I fell in love with my superior.
How did I end up like this you ask? I honestly did not know exactly. But let me take you back to how it all started.
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