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'One Shot' is the nickname of the best sniper and secret agent who's about to get a promotion - if this mission goes well. But little did he expect to meet an 'Angel' on the roof that night who'd mess up his chance. But that is only the start of the weekend.

The drunk angel is not who she seems to be, and soon, both fall into a web of intrigues they might not get out alive. Watch out for this action romance drama!
If you only have one shot, you better make it count.

Weekly updates planned.

SPOILER ALERT: Now for those who want to figure out the story and the character background themselves, I'd advise you to stop reading from this point as the next paragraphs will contain SPOILERS of season one and the characters.

SPOILERS AHEAD! (proceed with caution): Three candidates have made it to the final round to the next promotion as top secret agents. Alexander (aka "One Shot") with a perfect record is in the lead; Jack, a self-proclaimed rival, is close behind, and unknown to both, a third candidate is in the race: Angelica (aka "Angel"). The two followers pursue different strategies to make One Shot fail: Jack wants to make him mess up, but his plan fails when Angel interferes. She has a different motive: to make him choose her out of his own volition and give up his position as a secret agent for love. Jack mistakes her for One Shot's girlfriend and changes his plan. His new idea: kidnapping Angel and threatening One Shot to give up the promotion. Things become even more complicated when friends and family become involved, an ex-best friend's betrayal with the ex-boyfriend, and a wedding. Who of those three will win the promotion? But maybe more importantly, what are their motives behind getting it? A new order comes in and only the one who successfully finishes this will be promoted. The mission: find the traitor among the spies.

Angel & Agent

"Then I will see you later," Angel said as she picked up her purse and started walking away from One Shot. Within seconds, she had plugged in her earbuds, fished out her phone from her purse and speed dialed her first and primary contact, her boss.


"A slight delay, but I am positive that we can handle the issue by today. Is it still unsure who is the cause of the issue?"


She walked towards the door leading into the lobby, glancing at the glass wall and stopping a step away from the door – just as it was slammed open and a man burst into view. Surprised he met her eyes still in a forward motion, caught hold of the handle, and propelled himself to the slide by taking a step to the side and slamming into the wall with his back. He was breathing heavily but now excitement lifted his features. He was clearly younger than her, still emitting so much energy. There was a hunger in his eyes, a thirst that could never be clenched. Now a spark with enough potency to start a fire was radiating from him as if he had seen something he couldn't wait to sink his teeth into.  


"Don't worry," Angel replied without taking her eyes off Jack. "I will take care of it." She took another step, this time in the direction of Jack who blatantly stared at her. She slowly reached out with both hands towards his neck and fixed his necktie. With a sweet smile, she encouragingly said to him, "First day on your job? All the best of luck. Careful though, we don't want anyone to get hurt."


She turned on her heel and left both Jack and the coffee shop behind her, walking out towards the lobby, past the reception and out the entrance. Looking to her right, she saw a taxi pull up and turned left, down the street leading past the coffee shop.


"It might get complicated, but I can handle it."


Each step she took gave a dull, lonely tone as her heels hit the concrete.


Inside the hotel, on the other side of the window, was One Shot. He hadn't moved yet. Still sitting in the same spot, with one hand covering his face and a look of disbelief on his face like he had just won the lottery. She stopped in her tracks on the other side right across from him. He raised his head and glanced up into her eyes.


"No, he was surprisingly considerate, even picking up my shoes and purse where I left them at the bottom of the ladder," she said, looking down at One Shot sitting at the other side of the glass. Not even the window tint could hide the blush stretching beyond the boundaries of his face to his ears. His pupils dilated and right then, he looked like a cute, little baby bird. A corner of her mouth pulled up without her say so.   


An ever so slight nod later, and she moved on, glancing one more time into the shop towards the man who lingered by the entrance with an expression of complete disbelief.


"I'll catch the culprit, so stop worrying, Chris."


A SUSPICIOUS PHONECALL