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Jordan woke up to a warm body pressed up against him. The smell of sweet fragrance teased his nose. Ysabelle had her back to him, she was sleeping ever so soundly. Jordan stilled not wanting to wake her. It was so surreal having her at this moment. She was an enigma, she was so different from all of the women he knew. She was not interested in his charms or fame. Which was something she had established over time.Jordan admired her features, she was a beautiful woman and didn’t look frightening at all. Ysabelle stirred in her sleep, shifting to face him, it was then her eyes popped open.Fluttering her eyes open gradually “ Oh you are awake?” She closed her eyes again but soon opened them.“Thank you for letting me stay here. It is not every day I get the chance of waking up next to you. “ Jordan said bringing his hand to her face, to trace it tenderly. He could feel her stiffen at his touch, her eyes following his movement, she soon snapped out of it though. Damn the woman, she was a
“If only it were for a second, I will like to kiss your lips and sleep with you every day. You are a woman to me and I will forever love you with love from Andrew” Ysabelle’s tensed shoulder gradually deflated when she heard that. It was Andrew’s diary. And it seems he had taken her own. Ysabelle was relieved. Though her victory dance was soon cut short by the look Jordan was giving her. “What is it? Andrew is crazy. He says things like that all the time. You can't believe that.” She said dismissively. She hoped for her sake that he believed her. Jordan held the jotter to her face” you slept with him?” Ysabelle shook her head, apprehensive “definitely not” though there was not much her words could do. She was shocked by the contents of Andrew’s diary staring back at her. “I will always love you and I wish this night can last forever. Having sex with you was the best thing that ever happens to me” Jordan recited the words with disgust. “that son of a bitch is lying,” Ysabelle sai
The hectic schedule of the campaign's activities gave Ysabelle no room to go around the beach. Though she was aware her team had mixed in with the staff working at the beach for the campaign. They had all come in through Jonathan meticulous secretaries who hired extra staff for the activities. Coming into the beach through Luke Morgan was a really difficult process. The execution of the assassination was getting tedious as well since the beach had too many security personnels who Luke Morgan had hired with money. Several of the guests he had there were all drug pins that had criminal records. A sight that was proving to be an eyesore for Ysabelle than anything else. It pained her to see them living so freely when they should all be behind bars. Several politicians were present as well all paying obeisance to Luke Morgan with Jonathan basking in the spotlight. Ysabelle is aware of his crumbling finances but it seems Jonathan had no interest in that. He was fast deep in Luke Morgan’s c
Despite the warning, she received the night before, Ysabelle and Andrew planned another scouting. They had to know who they were dealing with. Andrew had gotten his hand on the number of guards in his employ and their previous history.Dressed for war, she was about to wear her boots when she heard a loud crash on her door. Something had slammed into it.Ysabelle drew her gun, she opened the door pointing her gun straight at the offender only to come face to face with Jordan. He was looking so sleeping gorgeous. His charming smile lit up his face.“What do you want? Jordan Bell. I could have shot you” She said raising her voice at him.“Nah, you don’t shoot unless close enough to confirm a kill”“Shut up” Ysbaelle yelled at him “ She was getting pissed off by his intrusion. She hated what he did to her senses, she could not afford to be distracted by him. He was putting on a night robe that he so dutifully had neglected to tie together, leaving his chest open to her view. “What do yo
He was scared shitless by what he had heard. Jordan was restless since his encounter with Ysabelle and Andrew, he had only followed Ysabelle because of the suspicious way she left the room after she thought he was asleep. He had found her meeting with the thugs, the previous night suspicious, thinking she was taking laws into her own hands to defend him. But what a fool he was. He was just a job, a fucking mission she was on. It hurt to think about it. She was the first woman he loved genuinely and the stinge of betrayal tasted bitter on his lips. He had thought her presence in Bells Agency a surprise and had not thought much of it. But knowing she was on an assassinating mission was enough to make his blood cold. She had deceived him. He didn’t even know what was real between them anymore. He was so lost in thought that he did not notice when Mark tapped him on the shoulder. “Your presence is required in the meeting room,” he said whispering, he looked uncomfortable. Mark was terr
Andrew had taken the decision to begin the hunt for Luke Morgan from that night. Ysabelle had been in agreement. Their carelessness might put their heads under the guillotine.With a silencer gun, they were able to take their opponents by surprise. Ysabelle did not waste time, she started her killing from the secret building. She smiled in relish at the startled look on their faces as she took them down. The soldiers that had disguised themselves as part of the staff showed up at her back effectively.But that was not her main fight, she soon backed out and returned to the lodgings. The officers had gathered the politicians present and the celebrities in one room. But Jordan, Jonathan and Luke Morgan were not among them.Marching determinedly, she began checking the room all around, she had checked every room but Jordan was nowhere to be found.Bringing out her phone, she put Andrew on the dial.“This is the wrong time to be calling, and I am sure you know that” Came Andrew’s breathle
“I hate hospitals” came the croaked groan of Jordan Bells as his celebrity mood kicked in. His head was bandaged and his shoulder was in a cast beside him. He roused his head up, gasping at the drip that was connected to his body. “I will suggest you don’t move at all,” Mark said hurriedly, seeing he was awake. Jordan groaned “What happened?” Mark looked at him suspiciously, his gaze forlorn. “ Are you saying you don’t remember anything? That is strange. It is not like you were shot in the head or anything. Perhaps your head had suffered a major hit when you were inside that boot” Jordan eyed him badly which shut him up promptly. He tried to sit up but abandoned the effort, mumbling in pain again. “Ahhh was pain reliever not administered?” Mark shook his head “How would I know that? I am not a medical practitioner you know. I will call the doctor to check on you” He said and made to leave the room. “Forget that for now. Come closer” Jordan commanded, Mark did not think much of t
The disciplinary committee had not been lenient with Ysabelle at all. She could only stand there and watch as she was stripped of her barge, her faults were endless. She had managed to sabotage a mission that had been planned for so long and allowed a wanted criminal to escape and she had even operated on public grounds without permission from her superiors before carrying out the bombing. Their excuse of it being bomb testing received a huge backlash from the sitting government and the public, saying they were further destroying the environment and destroying the ozone layer with the burning. They had needed to offer a written apology. An action that her superiors found distasteful, they hated having to do that. Her most important crime was not shooting Luke Morgan when she had him in the jungle. She had chosen Jordan over him. That romance as they had termed it was not acceptable. The surveillance drone captured her dramatic act vividly. She had chosen her lover over the crimina