The Confrontation

I shut my office door behind me and took in a sharp breath before placing my hand on my pounding heart. 

Holy shit, I just saw my boss having sex with somebody. I scratched my head battling on what to do.

That is disgusting and very awkward and unprofessional and I should not be the one mind racing over this.

I heard my office door open and it revealed the devil himself. He stormed into my office and shut the door behind him. I inched back in my seat as he hovered over me.

"What the fuck was that Gibbs?!" He asked and I sucked in a deep breath.

"You called me to your-" 

"Why the fuck didn't you knock?!" He asked violently and I squeezed my eyes shut.

"But I did, y-you didn't answer." I said carefully. "So I went inside." I whispered the last part.

"It takes everything in me not to kill you right now." He replied dangerously and I was ready to run out of the room.

"Why won't you kill me?" I asked stupidly and he grabbed my face in both of his hands.

"Because you... Cazzo... you fucking..." His hands left my face and he started pacing about the room I frowned while looking at him.

"S-sir-"

"What?" He growled and I inched away from him.

"You were the one who said relationships in the-" 

"I know what I fucking said... Those rules doesn't count for me. I'm the boss." He cut me off for the umpteenth time. 

"The rules should count for everyone." I said pointedly.

"It's your fucking fault!" He said and I frowned.

"My fault?-"

"Yes your fault. You practically seduced me in my office." He replied blankly and my mouth fell open.

So he turned to the first woman he came across. Dom was right he must have herpes or something.

"You called me a prostitute. You deserve getting blue balls." I stated pointedly and he frowned at me.

"Just fucking knock next time and don't come into my office unless I tell you so myself." Mr Valentino said.

"Sure." Was all I said before he turned around on his heels and exiting my office. Bloody hell that went terrible.

Another knock came from my door and I frowned. "Did you forget something sir?" I asked confusedly.

"I hear you walked in on the don while he was doing the deed with one of his little pets." Parker's voice came provocatively. 

"Could you not?" I asked in irritation and Parker pinched the bridge of his nose. He closed my office door before taking a seat in the chair opposite me.

"We have a new mission." Parker answered enthusiastically. 

"Right..."

"We're taking down Vincenzo Martinez." Parker continued and my eyes widened a little.

"Isn't that guy married? Plus I heard he killed his own dad." I said in a whisper. 

"I've seen you take on guys far worse than him. And we both know you don't have much of a choice." He said seriously and I huffed in defeat.

"Fine just text me the details and stuff." I said and Parker smirked at me. 

"You still not gonna tell me how you got those hickeys?" He asked curiously and I stood up to push him out of my office. "I will get to the bottom of this." He said suspiciously and I nervously smiled at him.

"It was my boyfriend." I lied and amusement flashed in his eyes.

"You don't have a boyfriend." 

"Yes I do." I said nervously before closing the door in his face. "See you tonight, Agent P." I said with a sigh. 

Maybe I should find myself a boyfriend, I mean I could practically get any guy I want, me being single is a choice. Note the sarcasm, nobody wants to date a seductress.

I decided to go home since I had to go prepare myself for tonight. When I arrived at home I immediately threw my clothes into the machine. When it was done washing I threw them into the dryer.

I took a shower and spritzed my delicious perfume on my body. I slipped into a red dress and a pair of equally red heels. I tied my curly black hair into a messy bun on my head and left two strands to dangle over my forehead.

I applied my face cream before doing my make-up glamorously. I hate to admit this but Mr Martinez is from the upper class and I can't look like shit around him.

I grabbed my bag and heard a car hooting outside. I wonder why Parker is so early. I opened the door and he stumbled inside and went straight to the refrigerator. 

He stuffed his face with Dom's turkey sandwich and I shook my head. I do not wanna be around when he finds his plate empty.

"Dom's gonna kill you, you know?" I said in a warning tone and he rolled his eyes at me.

"Sure he will." He said before taking out a bunch of wires. He placed it close to my chest and hid it under the fabric there. I placed the earpiece on and made sure to cover it with my hair, which I had to loosen.

"All settled now let's burn this mother down." I said with fake enthusiasm and Parker cringed. 

"Don't do that. That's embarrassing." He said while shaking his head and I couldn't help but laugh at his facial expression. "But do that more, you look pretty when you smile." He said softly before heading towards the door. I followed suit and locked the door behind us.

Parker drove us to Le Petite Cherri. Another paper restaurant meeting another paper man. I confidently walked into the room, people were staring as usual, Mr Martinez pulled my chair out and I sat down.

Most of the people seemed shocked that I was meeting, him. I ignored them and placed my focus on Mr Martinez.

He asked the usual questions and I gave the usual answers, he was nice. But I still didn't wanna be there. Luckily I was really good at what I did and soon I'd have him eating out of my palm. He sure doesn't seem like somebody that would kill his own father or like the type of man that would cheat on his wife.

I batted my eyelashes flirtatiously and his eyes softened while he looked at me. Wow I've never seen any of these men looking at me with so much care in their eyes. I gulped nervously.

"So who do you work for?" He asked seriously and my eyes widened.

"Gibbs... You can't blow your cover do something." Parker's voice came through my earpiece.

"Well I'm a selfmade woman." I said with a cute smile on my face. Does he know that I work for Louis Valentino and that I'm a seductress?

"Let's cut the crap. We both know that you're not a college student." Mr Martinez said with one eyebrow raised. I took a huge gulp from the wine in my hand.

"What do you mean?" I asked faking confusion.

"I know who you are. I looked into your profile, missy." He seethed through his teeth. Okay now he looks like somebody that could kill his own father.

I covered my earpiece and nervously bit onto my bottom lip. Mr Martinez looked at me expectantly and I let out a shaky breath.