All Chapters of Surreptitiously Yours (SPY) : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

 Hent walked towards Astolfo. The functions that made her record all that's happening have been turned off.  Hent was moving on her own. She was so determined to comfort Astolfo on his unrequited love to the person she has the same face, but Astolfo was thinking otherwise, he gave Hent a deep, menacing look and because Hent can't stand too long, her legs wobble and collapsed in front of Astolfo, her black uniform got stretched out causing Astolfo to get a clear view of what he's planning to do.  "Let me help you." He gripped Hent's waist and felt her lightness as she guide her to sit down on the floor.  "Thank you."  Now they're both facing each other.  Hent recognized the face of Astolfo as it blushed deeper, his whole face was like a tomato dip in a boiling pot, must be because of his alcohol intake.  Astolfo's nos

 

Some days, Blanche feel like wearing pyjamas and hoodie jackets all day, just feeling the sun's warmth as it rise from the east, but no, she can't do that. Like a bird on a bird cage she can't do that. She's bounded by a contract with the organization. An organization run by the devil. There's no way to run around the halls of their headquarters and expect to be out in the sun. That's just not what supposed to happen in the organization. They're expected to obey the rules, to be flawless in killing people, to shoot, and to use any weapon in the armoury. Especially when they set their eyes on Blanche, she felt as if they doubled.. even tripled their expectations on what she should do. Just like how a parent expect her oldest child to be a good example to his younger siblings. Except that she wasn't the oldest, and they're far from being parents.Blanche bit the inside of her cheeks as she tried her loudest scream yet no

The floorboards creak as Blanche knocks on woods. She was crouched down, almost laying on the floor sideways just to hear who has the secret way to them. "Blanche, should we be doing this?" Misha suddenly asked with worry. She climbs on one of the windows and knocks back on the ceiling. Blanche faced her. "If we want to find Ace, then what's there to ask?" Misha pouts. "But I don't want to find him." Blanche sneered at her and face the floor again, wondering who'll knock back on the floorboards she heard Misha grunt. "Why are we doing this? Does she forget that we're spies?" Part of being spies is being witty. At least that's what it should be, but Blanche already got tired of it. She sat on the floor as her pointing finger grazed at the floorboards. She doesn't want to admit it but she's pining for him. And she's doing things she shouldn't do, when does this start? Was it when he couldn

Slidell walked with her on the edge of a cliff, where the blow of the wind blew in her hair with no end. There's a weird-looking huge three just before the end of the cliff, it leaves were colored purple when the sun strike on them and it looked like they're shining and they dance through the wind. Blanche closed her eyes and feel the wind brush through her cheeks. She inhaled the fresh air the place gives. It's far from the city and near the park just like what he said, you just needed to climb a hundred steps concrete stairs to be here. But it's worth it when because of the air and scenery it gives. "It's great, isn't it? We found this place when we're both drunk." Blanche turned at Slidell who wiped his mouth with the back of his hand after drinking water from his tumbler. "I remember, we slept here and a security guard came after us the next morning," Slidell chuckles, he was looking at the weird