Nothing Personal

“Hello, my beloved—” a familiar voice whispers in my ear, and steel fingers around my neck tighten even more. Once, I made him fall in love with me—otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to pull this off. That’s my job: to move from planet to planet and do what the Bureau needs. At some point, feelings got the better of me, and I got scared. A hired agent is not allowed to give in to emotions. I completed the mission and hurried to disappear.

But he found me!

“Name the client?” he holds my gaze, not letting go. I feel how desperately he wants me, despite his fury over the betrayal. His desire is mutual—right beside him, and I lose my mind.

But we both understand that this isn’t the end of the game—it’s its very beginning.