Love? (2)

*James's pov*

"Let's go to Disneyland tomorrow." She said while cuddling. She's so small about 5'3. She fits perfectly under my body.

"Sure."

*Jessica's pov*

First step- Successful

The first step of my plan was a success. Everything is going according to what I planned except it took 1 extra day than what I calculated.

First of all I need to tell the agency about this part of the plan being a success though it took some extra time. Disneyland is just our first meeting place and also I have some important business there.

Someone needs to be murdered.

It's tough being a serial killer and spy at the same time. And especially when your agency has been trying to find who dead rose is for 8 years. Not knowing it's their most skillful and trusted spy.

James is just my stepping stone to gain favour of the director and get a promotion. Then starts my master plan.

Manipulation is my speciality. No wonder James got manipulated easily. I'm also extraordinarily strong, strong enough to beat several armed men alone bare handed. Being able to fight bare handed doesn't mean I'm bad with weapons. I'm the best sniper in the world. So most people fear me in the agency. I honestly enjoy that.

*James's pov*

"Angel, hurry up.... Anyways those clothes are going to be torn off tonight and your makeup is going to be smudged. What's the use of taking hours to get ready?"

Someone really said the right thing. Every woman takes hours to get ready. I should have told her earlier that we should leave by 9. Then maybe she would be ready by 10. This sucks.

"Asshole. I was just finding my purse. And by the way this is my favourite dress. It looks good on me, doesn't it?"

"It would look better on the floor."

"Don't you dare tear this dress up."

"What will you do?"

"I-I-I will hook up with other men."

"Say that again and you won't be able to walk again."

"Anyways I look pretty, don't I?"

"You're the prettiest girl I have ever laid my eyes on." I said.

"And you're the only person that gets to taste me."

"Of course I know that."

"Asshole."

"Now aren't we running out of time?"

"Nope. Time stops when you are in front of me."

"In your imagination. In reality it's 11am."

"Holy shit. We are late. Let's go..."

I forgot about time while flirting with her. There are too many rides and she said she wanted to ride all of them. Though that's not possible but we will try to ride as many as possible.