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Chapter 5 I've Got To Babysit !

Word Count: 2619    |    Released on: 24/10/2021

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h since the club event. I’m in a private jet from the agency, dressed in similar clothes to th

on in China that I had previously refused to not stay away for a whole month from my baby sister. But after all that shit with her, I neede

h mine and her phone number. I’m so done with her. The only thing that I’ve not blocked, though I fucking wanted, is

oney or shit. And I’m also a businesswoman, and I also went to Harvard Law school, and raised her, and trained for this side and all the shit. For the

without a license with alcohol on board, then having a license and driving drunk in zig-zag o

ict with her, but she didn’t care. She’s a fucking rebel, nothing from how I was at her ages. And trust me, mom and dad? They were some strict parents that you wouldn’t think of. But for me it was okay, as I never had a

nked at him. He then said that it was possible for the realization of our parents being gone and all that, seeing other kids with their parents, but she told him that she was having the greatest sister and loving her with all her heart and she didn’t feel lack of love or protection or whatever else. So, yea

the mission I had as it was a sealed in info one, which was a dangerous one and we were heavily hit as we dealt with the fucking Triads. But I completed the mission with success in the end and now I’m fin

ing with my phone at my right ear. It’s fucking two in the morning. “We’re comi

Son of a bitch…. Fuck you, Matt…. I’m in another yawn, cursin

loser.” I’m stret

g kill me….” I’ve

t a complete shut down of my fucking phone. Fuck you again and zip it. I’m dev

t dreams…. Not that I have that kind of luck, but at least dreaming about

he fuck away from me if you treasure your fucking life…. Yeah, it’s one of the boys I’m with. B

or nothing….” Another is informing this one and I’m faking snoring to see what they’re saying, making m

aking sleeping and he’s in a husky voice with the other going silent. I can feel they’re all w

sleeping, giving the impression I’m dead asleep, and they’re all staring at me as they’re in complete silence for

y home.” I leisurely collect my feet from the other seat and stand up groaning, arranging my blazer and hair. “Well, we need to gain some energy for the paperwork and then head home with light speed. Let’s do this.” I’m wiping my drool from my mou

h…. Cars are parking in a squeal of tires, and I get in the middle on

ger but fucking speak, and I’m heading to the main offices, scratching my right side of the head as I’m in a state of a whining baby fo

yawning some more. No, they’re silent and avoiding my stare as they know I would either beat the shit out of them or shoot them

hind me again as yes, I’m their top and in the agency, an

t it, place the pack of cigarettes back in my blazer, while walking, and one of th

I see he’s grinning at me and he’s with another guy with some bodyguards standing aside.

irt, tailored to those Greek God muscles and towering built, chestnut wavy hair and some dark jade eyes to di

grey suit and cream shirt, with a tie to match all that. He’s a bad boss, like in cruel, to many, but to me he’s a puppy. Mo

he other guy’s stare at me. My fuckers are behind me. I’m twisting my head at hi

sposable…. And the other stuff you’ll be reading in my full report when it will be done. Half an hour or so as I want home fast. I’ll report the main stuff, and the fuckers behind me will complete the details as they f

I made a lot of money, so I’m fine…. Yeah…. And I did save some p

g a smile

ow. And the fucker sitting on the chair staring at me with I

I’m rubbing my forehead. “I forgot. Umm…. Our agency’s branch there?” His brows go up, his forehead

oss, and I’m fucking smirking in a wicked one, with my head leaned at

of our age

ing under my lips. “No, you didn’t.” Oh

restore his energy. He was pleased in the end.” I’m giving my cigarette at my ba

ragged breathing. I’m shoving my hands in my pockets and ta

boil, sir. It will ruin your handsome face. I promise he went on orgasms in his retre

gaining a rush of adrenaline w

nt stare and grimace taking my hands

y balls. He groans and lays back on his chair, drumming his fingers on the desk, boiled at face and stare. “Fine. I’ll deal with your little fun later. There’s a new mission

for a few days as I requested yesterday, and you approve

one for it. You can’t bail out.” I’m with my stare down, rubbing m

t’s something minor….

look at the Sedge whatever fucker, I’m sti

uses breaking my nerves. J

, to be body on body with him without raising suspicion. It’s until we catch the one or ones behind the death threats

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