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Incognito: Sweet Submission 9
She sat rooted in place from the shock. Her limbs couldn't move even if she planned on it. What in the actual fuck? Those were the same golden brown orbs that she almost swam off into that night, glistening black hair and the ridiculously broad shoulders. His refined suit was replaced by a black cotton coat with a white turtleneck on the inside and dark washed jeans. A dash of 6 o'clock stubble sprinkled his jawline but she had stared at him for too long to not recognize that face. For sure, a week ago, she was kicking the shit out of this man in a blonde wig and heels. She briefly forgot about their encounter because of the past few days but now she was sitting just a few meters away from him. Margaret didn't notice the look on her face, flew up from her seat and rushed over to the man and hugged
Last Updated : 2022-04-16Incognito: Sweet Submission 10
When Alice said I'll be out of your hair soon, she meant those exact words. She had to leave this house. And It had to happen tonight, this very minute. Every second of knowing she was sitting, hiding and worse, in the presence of a CIA agent was nauseatingly painful. It betrayed everything the syndicate stood for, everything the Caroni family stood far. Lionel always said police can be pawns, never a friend. She has seen how true that was on so many occasions and this time couldn’t be any different. If that girl didn’t come to interrupt them at dinner, Callum might have gone too far with his questions and things would have gotten a little messy. She had overheard Margaret telling him how they met, how she didn’t want to go to a hospital. It was only a matter of seconds before he searched her up, if he hadn’t already done it. So every fleeting minute in this house was stressful.A thunderous silence echoed through Margaret’s palatial home. So loud, Alice's ears started to thump. The
Last Updated : 2022-04-22Incognito: Sweet Submission 11
Cleaning Not in the literal sense, like with a scouring pad and water. And preferably with some brass knuckles and a KA-BAR if she had any, or maybe a bullet to the chest first, because their death had to hurt. Cleaning That was all her mind was on the second she left Callum in that hallway. It ricocheted off her mind with every step she took. Ever since she found Lionel in the street, she was desperately trying to find out which one of his many enemies caught up with him. And just three days after his death, she has. It had been the very people he surrounded himself with. Now, she finally had a target. She was going to wash all of them out of existence with copper and lead. She was going to clean their houses, their cars, their fucking cover jobs. Jonathan, Maxwell, Pablo, the whole lot of them! She didn’t care that they wanted her dead. That was understandable. But they fucking shot at her at her father’s funeral, and for that alone, they could not live. And on top of that, Lili
Last Updated : 2022-04-27Incognito: Sweet Submission 12
Alice shifted her stance, waiting for them to attack. Hannah stood frozen watched in bewilderment. Lunge, kick, jab, jab. -Not directly in that order but she took down the first five with ease but the last fucker was the problem. He was massive and had a stinging right hook, she noted, barely escaping its full effect as his knuckles grazed her face. She grabbed a glass bottle from the table beside her and smashed it against his head, he shook it off as if he barely felt a thing and advanced towards her. She attacked with expert hits, one of the fallen men grabbed her feet, throwing her off balance. Without hesitation, the man delivered two blows to her face. A sharp crunch followed. Alice stumbled backwards, knocking Hannah down in the process. Before she could regain her footing, he pushed her against the wall, his hands on her throat. Her teeth gritted as the grip he had on her neck tightened. Her lungs felt like they were bleeding liquid iron. She slowly raised her hands betwee
Last Updated : 2022-05-03Incognito: Sweet Submission 13
Eight.Seven.Six.Alice counted down as she eyed the large gray trash cans that lined the street. It was fields of endless nothing on the right side of the road and a line of stores on the left. A peculiar lamp post stood at the start of the pavement. She had been to this street once or twice in the past. And this place was even more conspicuous than what she remembered, but that was the syndicate’s speciality, to hide in plain sight.Her eyes landed on number five. This was the last one and it was closer to the alley. This had to be it. Her lifeline. A few pounds lifted off her shoulder as stooped down in front of the can to confirm the Caroni family’s emblem on the swing lid. Under it, she assumed held the key to her arsenal. Alice slid her hand through the slit of the can and started sorting through the emptiness inside it. In all her years, she had never seen one of these cans up close and she was the daughter of the king, so everything passed through him. Sadly, there was no ti
Last Updated : 2022-05-13Incognito: Sweet Submission 14
Alice swallowed the bitterness that rose in her throat as Callum’s face became clearer. He was talking, she knew he was, but she couldn’t hear a word. The erratic throbbing in her head wouldn’t allow it.Her eyes never left him as he tucked the pistol in his waistband and made his way over to her. His skin was covered in a sheen that made him look almost angelic but it wasn’t sweat. As a matter of fact, he looked too collected for someone who just killed five men. Not even a lock of hair was out of place. It reminded her of herself after a hit.He held out his hands for her to take it. She shuffled back. A million questions were racing through her mind. How did he find her? Did he have a mark on her or something? And more importantly, did he see her? Callum pressed his lips together, as he stooped down. He then pulled both of their bodies up. He stared down at her, his gaze thunderous. She didn’t know if it was the fact that she wasn’t responding to him or that she ignored his hand.Al
Last Updated : 2022-05-19Incognito: Sweet Submission 15
Callum~ He could feel her watching him. Those beautiful grey orbs burned a hole in the side of his head. And when she was satisfied, her head darted all over the place, taking in the scenery, or what she could see in the darkness.He had to admit, this place was very very nice - Remote, beautiful with everything he always wanted in a home. It was more of a holiday inn than a CIA safe house. Palm trees were installed all around the edge of the premises. A crystalline pavement led up to the white steps. Above it was the cube of glass he called home with clubs of carved concrete on each side.The woman glanced back at the gate that he drove through. No doubt planning her escape. He knew she must have a lot of questions and he could understand why.She woke up in the middle of nowhere with a stranger and a house. Her eyes went up to the pathway that disappeared beyond the house. Yup. He could bet his badges that she would try to run, not that she would get far. Just an hour ago he pulled
Last Updated : 2022-05-22Incognito: Sweet Submission 16
There was a resounding sound in the distance, a roaring so loud it could wake the dead. A chilling draft came along with it and a dash of tanginess.Alice opened her eyes. A body of water greeted her. It was a bay. With a dazzling blue flow, a slight silvery-green undertone given by the risen sun. The giant boulder slopes that caved it in were nicked in the middle by a gentle shore. The white foam of the waves rolled steadily on the water’s surface before tumbling on the sand and sinking into its diamond mesh.Last night she wondered what was behind those curtains, now she knew. But they were closed last night, and tied, was Callum in this room? Did he open them? Was he watching her sleep?She looked around the room, it was huge. Before now, she was too blistered with pain to even fathom the luxury that surrounded her. But what she knew was that this place and everything in it was just too ridiculous. A CIA agent does not make that much to supply all of this.He must be up to some sha
Last Updated : 2022-05-28
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Incognito: Sweet Submission 44
Her nerves of steel couldn’t prepare her for this moment. Her feet were blistered, her hands were numb from the cold and the only person she wanted warmth from was sitting across from her with a look in his eyes that could freeze hell over.It had been almost an hour since they got back to the safe house and ever since then, he had been sitting across from her, frozen, despite the incessant ringing of his phone in his pocket. It had to be one of his CIA buddies, angry, or concerned. More likely concerned since he did disappear in the middle of an operation. But she could bet that was the last thing on his mind.Callum frowned, bringing his hands to his chin and his eyes to the matted floor. A million things could be going through his head right now, but she kept silent, there was nothing she could say to help the situation. Nothing that could change it from how bad it really was. She clutch herself tightly as a nauseating pain hammered through her stomach. Callum really did a number
Incognito: Sweet Submission 43
Alice couldn't keep her hands still, not when she kicked in the door to Walsh Hanson’s, nor when she mounted the ring and waited. The silence didn’t do her any good either. The stillness in the room only made her shake even more.Was callum going to come, it had been a few minutes and nothing. Did he think this was a set-up? He must have had a million questions for her, for himself.Just then the door swung open, Callum stepped in, jacket buttons undone and eyes wide and feral. He wore a look that she had never seen on anyone before. The room was dark but there was no mistaking the semiautomatic pistol in his hand. He’s cautious, she couldn't blame him.Sirens were blaring from afar, but no one else was in sight. She breathed out a sigh of relief, now for the hard part. She watched as he mounted the steps towards her, his eyes never leaving hers. "I thought you weren't going to come." She started."I almost didn't. What the fuck is going on? Alyssa, can I call you that, or was that Al
Incognito: Sweet Submission 42
Callum~The day flashed by in a daze. And it mostly consisted of him being bombarded by James with questions. Well, they were sort of like demands, rather than questions. Like why wasn't he answering his phone and what the hell was he doing there. Today was the first meeting the syndicate would have for a while, Thomas, with a little back up would just simply sit and listen in from afar. Medium contact. So he didn't have to be there. But how do you tell your best friend the murderers you have been investigating wanted to murder you, without ticking him off?Luckily James let that go. And he was currently digging through his draw, making noncommittal noises that Callum wished he could't hear."Thank fuck. I thought I tossed it." He breathed out, blowing off something in his hand. Then hurled it to Callum. He caught it between his fingers smoothly."What's this?" He asked, examining the floppy disk he now had."Your Bureau buddies took their sweet time with the time so I had to make my
Incognito: Sweet Submission 41
It was six oclock, Callum just left for the office after he rolled out of bed. Something told her that she wasn’t going to see him anytime soon. At least not until he got to the bottom of whoever left that letter. He was scared for her, she could feel it. And that note was the extra pinch of motivation she needed. As soon as Callum left she called Bonnie to get ready. The day was black, almost ashy. Nothing short of a prelude of what’s to come. Callum was in more danger than she thought. Someone was brazen enough to reach his doorstep. The good thing was, they didn't know she was there, so the element of surprise was still on her side. Because this had to end today, the syndicate has to leave both of their lives, for good. She got to the clearing not too far from the city where Bonnie asked to meet. Was propped on the side of her car, gushing smoke like a lit chimney. Alice popped the trunk of her car open, loading up the guns she’d need. "It's about time. Where have you been?" Bonn
Incognito: Sweet Submission 40
Callum rolled out of bed a little past midnight, heading straight for the kitchen. The climate was good, but he wished it came with a little humidity. He woke up nights on end feeling parched. This was one of them. He popped open a bottle of water and took a gulp. Savoring another refreshing mouth full, he glanced idly around the dim room. That's when he noticed the light coming from upstairs.What the fuck? He didn't remember leaving the light on. Was someone up there?The bottle slid from his hand as he dashed up the steps as quickly as his legs would take him. He checked out the gym and the spare room. Everything was exactly the way he left them, saved for the light illuminating it. He hurried back down the stairs, going straight for his room. The only movement in there was Alice, still sound asleep. He made sure to lock the door before darting back and forth the entire span of the house. There wasn't anyone in sight. Whoever it was might be long gone.He had a bad feeling about t
Incognito: Sweet Submission 39
Is this what happiness feels like? It was more like a dream.That warmth in the pith of her stomach? The light hum that her body had mixed with a fixed scent of butter. The expensive one they used at night for dinner. She thought that she'd have to die to see a life like this. Where she wanted a man as much as he wanted her. Maybe even more. What was it about this man that touched her? It couldn't be anything bad when it felt so great. There was something to be said about happiness like this. It's only a prelude of something horrible. There was a constant threat over their heads. If the syndicate didn't ruin it, the truth about her would. But that bridge would have to take care of itself, that's if they ever get to it.The past two days she was stuck in a time loop, one mixed with Callum’s expensive looking dishes, lattes with vodka, mind blowing sex and him bailing out in the middle of the day to meet with his partner. She shut down the laptop and plopped face down on Callum's tabl
Incognito: Sweet Submission 38
Callum~He flew up in a panic, fear stabbed at his heart in an unusual tempo. The spot beside him was empty. Alice was supposed to be there. Did she run away again? He fell flat down on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Why was he surprised? He knew it was a matter of time before she disappeared again, he just didn't know it was going to be so soon. This time might be for good.Clink!Callum sat up quickly from his position on the bed, he could have sworn he heard a-Clink! Clink! The rattling of metals echoed from the direction of the living. So he wasn't hearing things. Callum got up and crept to where the noise was, the more likely person to be there with him was Alice. One of his guns wasn’t far away from he was though, just in case it wasn’t her. He slowly rounded the bend, only to find Alice in front of the stove, bouncing on her heels as she stirred something in a pot.She looked exuberating. It all seemed a little surreal to be honest, seeing her like that. She was concentrating
Incognito: Sweet Submission 37
When Alice offered to go with Callum to some bar it was only because he knew he’d regret not seeing his friends before they left. She didn't expect to have fun but as it turned out, they were pretty decent guys and a lot of fun, she could see why they were Callum’s friends. All of them were alike.The bar they chose was a good joint too. It was large enough to fit two pool tables and an extended island, and it wasn't packed enough for her to feel as if she couldn’t breathe. The people seemed friendly and for the most part, minded their business. All of her life she had been on her guard, looking out for anyone and everyone because enemies were everywhere. Now she had the chance to live without looking over her shoulder. It didn't seem like she was leaving the place anytime soon. Right now the men were still shooting darts next to the booth. For the most part, she just watched them egg each other on like they’d probably would’ve at camp. Callum looked like he was really enjoying himse
Incognito: Sweet Submission 36
Callum~The Universe had a wicked sense of humor. Yeah, that was it. Because he couldn't be so unlucky all by himself. The only two women he fell for in his life walked out on him. Now he was daydreaming about one of them coming back."Cal." Then he realized it wasn’t an optical illusion. Her voice snapped him back to reality."Alice?”Her features grimmed a little. “My name is actually Alyssa, Alyssa Stone.”Perfect, something else he’s just finding out. Alice, Alyssa, they weren't far off. Were there any more secrets? Knowing how many of her walls he chipped away since they met, there had to be more. This woman was an enigma wrapped in a riddle. She ambled closer to him. “I’m sorry I left, I just-"“I know, you don’t have to say it.” He stopped her from going any further. The days that blew by gave him some time to think. He knew exactly why Alice left. All her life, she sheltered herself from men, not wanting anything to do with them, only the parts not involving the heart. That's
