#lesbianoriginal

Original story I’ve been wanting to write for a long, long time. Hope everyone gives it a chance and let me know if they find it enjoyable enough. This story will contain action, adventure and lesbians, my favorite combination. Enjoy! <3 - naibselstories

“I ain’t giving you what you want.” Says the woman with a messy bun hairdo, darkest shade of black anyone could see, almost like a black pearl. Her chin was up a bit, holding itself with the coldest gun barrel she would ever feel on her neck. Her dark blue eyes looked bore at the person holding the weapon, almost crossing the line of a defiance gaze. Very rarely she would be in a situation like this, she was usually the one on the other side of the mirror; pointing guns at people and asking dire questions.

“You should know I’m a very impatient individual.” Says the other woman, with looks that could kill, literally. She had brown hair, with very thin blonde highlights that you could only notice if you were as close as they were. Her eyes were hazel and just like a galaxy you couldn’t decide which color they actually were. The woman sitting on the chair with her arms and legs tied up thought she was beautiful, but obviously this wasn’t the best moment to admire your kidnappers physique. 

“Ok. Ok. Ok. I’ll let you on in a little secret.” Says the woman on the chair, with a faked giving up act that somehow convinces the other woman. “What’s that?” The woman with the gun pushes a little further up, making the dark haired one hiss a little; her chin feeling hot for a moment thanks to the sudden rub of the metal on her skin. “Fuck... YOU!” Replies to the pretty lady in a mocking tone, giving her a sided smile; a confident smirk that makes her captor infuriated. 

“I will KILL....!” Gun lady was interrupted with a knocking on the door, she couldn’t finish the sentence that was probably gonna end up in a punching session, or so the blue eyed woman thought. “Lady Alina, important news regarding your father.” Could be heard from behind the door, and you could see a sudden shift on her face expressions; they were a mix of pain, sadness and resentment. The woman on the chair noticed all of it almost immediately, she was a good detective like that. 

“Don’t go anywhere, Amanda Cluskot.” Alina Monserrat says in a serious mocking tone, giving for a fact that she wasn’t gonna be able to escape anyways; saving the gun at her holster and walking out of the room at a fast pace. As soon as the door was closed behind her Amanda knew it was her chance to escape. 

“Don’t go anywhere, don’t go anywhere. BITCH.” She says imitating the woman that left the room seconds ago, in the funniest and childish way possible. She dropped herself along with the wooden chair onto her side with the best force she could muster and at least her feet loosened up from the impact. “Perfect.” That was all she needed to be able drop herself somehow again and break the rest of the wooden chair into pieces. Don’t ask.  

“How in the WORLD did she ESCAPE?!” Alina could be heard hissing just twenty minutes later after coming back to the room, where she left the “helpless detective” (or more like hired investigator), to receive the news her father was back in town. 

“Where the HELL have you been?!” An old looking guy says exasperated, his arms went from being waved in the air to being crossed just about he finished articulating the words out of his mouth. “Jesus, like father like daughter, apparently.” Amanda’s response was cynical and somehow the old man wasn’t sure to take it seriously or not. “What?...” Was all he could muster being from completely angry to confused in merely seconds, the transition was almost comical. 

“I’ll get to the point Mr. Richards.” Amanda continues, ignoring him completely and going past his serious body language. “Your dear good looking killer of a daughter (literally)...” She turns around pointing a finger directly to his beard. “...knows you’re in town and wants you dead... shocking huh?” Smiles more to herself than to anyone else, she already knew how this type of family drama would unfold. “Beard looking good by the way.” Says the last words winking at his annoyed expression. She was honest though.

“This is IT, I’m so DONE with your childish stupidity. I will pay for your services and leave. I can’t believe you were recommended to me.” The old man was already moving his feet to his car and the nearest exit of the multi-storey parking they were in, but was stopped immediately by a now serious looking Amanda. “Uh... EXCUSE me.” The woman says, quite offended by the man’s last words and “unreasonable” attitude. “I’m one of the best, if not the best, investigator you will ever find.” Amanda continues. If looks could kill, the man would be already dead, and it did in fact, send a chill down his spine even though he was the right handed man of a prominent politician. He swallowed thickly and stayed silent the next few minutes, he better did.

“I will get the information that your daughter has, tying you on all the shady crap you’ve ever done in your miserable life; hack and delete. Rinse and repeat until it is no longer necessary and your image is so clean that people will mistake you for a saint.” Amanda had put a monotonous tone, embedding it to every word, voiding them of any emotion in the process. It was in fact, in purpose, so the old man would take her seriously (finally) and so she could rest easy knowing that her reputation was still intact, at least what remained of it (haha!). 

“All I ask of you...” She kept at it a bit more, the man still silent almost dead, frozen in place. “...is a bit of patience.” A wink was delivered by the basically crazy woman and a smirk appeared later on onto her lips when leaving the scene. The old man finally let out a sigh of relief when she left, reminding himself what it meant to breath.

Amanda decided it was time to put an end to her biggest problem, the Zero killer. She knew who the guy was, he was infamous for his well done job of killing without mercy; in other words, for being a psychopath. He was the best of the best from a well known russian mercenary clan, the “Chernyye Nayemniki” (meaning Black Mercenaries), rivals of another clan called “Prizraki” (meaning Ghosts). Funny enough, Amanda was an ex-member of the Prizraki, and even though she never had the luxury to meet the infamous man face to face, she knew who the guy was thanks to his background stories.

You may wonder how the woman was able to escape the clan she was in back then, because no one was able to do so without dying, but that is a story for another time; the important part right now is how “Zero” got out of his own clan. The man being the best of the best got bored out of his mind trying to find someone capable of fighting him back. He got so impatient that one day he decided to fight and kill all of the members of his own clan at the same time, killing them all with ease. He said that they were weak and he was a god, deciding who was going to live and who wasn’t. Naturally he went after the Prizraki after, but even though he almost killed them all, he got wounded badly by one of the members and escaped the country. No one knew where he went, until now.

“Lady Alina, are you ok?” One of Alina’s men noticed she was “out of it”. They already cleaned everything up and got rid of Marcos body. “I’m fine Julius.” She replied looking away; she was worried sick about Amanda. She wasn’t ok with the blue eyed woman dying, she needed to do something with her own hands.

Everyone around her kept forgetting she knew how to fight and defend herself. It was a long time ago she used her brute force to “climb up the ladder”; everyone was used to see her looking and acting like the “mob princess” she was nowadays that they forgot she was actually someone they needed to be afraid of. “Actually...” She said doubting for a moment her next words. The man just stared awaiting for her next request.

“Do you know where I could find this “Zero” man?” Alina asked turning around, her eyes looked determined and the man suddenly got nervous. “He is a well known mercenary, I am sure one of our connections knows how to find him.” Julius answered truthfully. “I need to know how to find him right away... a life or death emergency.” The woman said giving Julius the task, which he understood right away and disappeared from the room. 

“There you are... I somehow knew you weren’t dead.” A deep voice could be heard from the depths of the night. Amanda knew who it was, she was waiting for him to “bite” on the obvious trail she left for him to find. “Zero, my man... you’re so easy to find nowadays aren’t you?” Amanda answered showing her teeth with a confident smile that she even surprised herself with, since she knew she was probably going to die that night. 

“You remind me of someone...” The man walked to one side and then the other, obviously trying to think who was that person she reminded him of. “The woman who almost killed me from the Prizraki clan... but you’re not her.” He remembered and smiled. “Eliza... That was the name.” He had a smug look on his face when he saw Amanda’s eyes turn bigger in surprise. The guy remembered Eliza, and of course he did since she was the one who broke his pride into pieces.

“Who are you to her?” He said with curiosity embedded into his words. “Don’t tell me you’re both related?” He kept asking but not getting any response from the now mute Amanda. “Sisters... perhaps?” He finished his last question throwing the cigarette he was smoking to the floor and stepping hard on it. He saw Amanda’s reaction and he confirmed they were indeed... sisters. “You don’t have to answer now, its all written on your face.” He said chuckling a small evil laugh that could send shivers down the spine to the vilest of men. 

“Leave my sister out of this.” Amanda turned serious and her voice deepened with hate. “Don’t worry, after I kill you I will find her and kill her next, she has been always on my mind.” His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion and Amanda knew she wasn’t dealing with a human being, she was dealing with a real life monster.

“You’re mad if you think I will let you hurt her. I even have more reasons to end you tonight.” Amanda was determined to finish him off, she wasn’t letting him hurt her only family, the only person that took care of her since she was a child. “Lets see you try. I’ll even drop my guns for you. Come on, try to hit me.” The man said opening his arms after dropping his guns to the floor and Amanda knew he was underestimating her ability to fight. 

“Lady Alina, sources say they saw him right now with a female victim. He is apparently fighting her in hand to hand combat...” Julius said while entering Alina’s office and the woman stood up from the chair immediately. “We have to go there right NOW!” Alina ran to her car with Julius following behind, the guy didn’t quite understand what the hell was happening but still he was loyal to his leader.

-Huff... huff...- Amanda’s hard breathing could be heard a mile away, she was fighting with every inch of her body and her stamina was running out. Even though she landed a lot of hits, she received a bunch as well. The other man looked sweaty but not as tired and hurt than she was. “Are you going to beg for your life now?” The man said cackling, he was having fun playing around with her.

“Sorry to disappoint you, but nothing like that would ever come out of my mouth.” Amanda replied letting a weak smile creep out on her lips, she then threw a jab at her opponent, which the man dodged and counterattacked with a punch on her stomach which made her fall on her back. 

A small grunt came out from her lips and then the coughing started when she tried to regain some oxygen inside her lungs. Blood came out her mouth in a generous amount; she was badly hurt, specially in the same spot she was shot a week or so ago by the same man.

“You’re done for, what a disappointment...” Zero walked closer to her and grabbed her by the neck with one hand. He was noticeably bigger than her and pulled her off her feet with ease, chocking her slowly in the process. “It was fun nonetheless. Be proud of being the second person in the world to actually do some damage to me.” He smiled chocking her harder and Amanda tried to free herself with no avail. Her arms loosened up from weakness and dropped down; her eyes were closing themselves slowly, she was loosing consciousness. 

You know what they say, that when you’re about to die you see all of your life flash through your eyes? Well, that is what happened, but at the end she saw her... she saw Alina smile towards her. She saw the woman that stole her heart look at her with loving eyes and it stung deep inside, because all Amanda did was hurt her ‘till the very end and she regretted it. She needed to say sorry and make it up to her, and she wasn’t going to be able to do so if she was dead.

Alina arrived at the scene and saw what was happening, she ran towards the two of them and shouted her name in desperation. “AMANDA!!” And Amanda’s eyes shot open, a new rush of adrenaline ran through her veins and she clawed in on Zero’s hand with her nails. The man got confused for a moment with the arrival of the other woman and grunted in pain when he felt his hand get opened by Amanda’s nails. “What the...” Only he could muster, when Amanda climbed onto his arm with both of her feet and somehow kicked his face in the air with her right leg, making him loose his grasp on her neck completely. The man fell backwards on his ass, and Amanda didn’t loose time to run towards him and hit him under his jaw with her knee, making him fall on his back with force. 

“I ain’t dying today...” Amanda whispered below her breath, her stance uneven but still standing. “I still have things to make up for...” And she took a hidden knife from one of her boots when the man that hardly stood up again grabbed a knife of his own with his good hand. He was badly hurt now. “YOU FUCKING BITCH!!” Zero was infuriated, he didn’t expect the woman to be so fast and flexible. Something changed with her when Alina arrived to the scene, and he looked at newcomer with deep red eyes then to Amanda. Amanda knew he was plotting something. 

“I WILL TAKE THE HEAD OUT OF YOUR GIRLFRIENDS BODY AND HANG IT UP IN MY ROOM, ALL IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES!!” He screamed and ran towards Alina’s location. “AS IF... YOU FUCKER!” Amanda screamed running faster than him and climbed onto his back, stabbing the weakest points of his back side along the way in swift motions until she got to his neck, which she stabbed from below his chin, making him abruptly stop. She jumped off of his back and could hear the man gurgling to his death while he fell down to the ground. Amanda couldn’t believe she was still alive, a sudden rush of relief made her legs wobble and fell down onto her knees, holding her old wound that kinda reopened. 

“Julius check if that man is dead, if not kill him on the spot. I will check on the woman.” Alina ordered to the man who was standing not so far away from her in shock, he was still not sure what the fuck was happening. “Yes of course, my lady.” And he went to do what he was told to, he was relieved when he found out the man was indeed completely dead.

“Amanda! Amanda...” Alina ran to her and dropped down onto her knees in front of her, she couldn’t see the other woman’s face so she delicately grabbed her cheeks with both hands turning her face up a bit. “Hey beautiful...” Amanda said with a flirty voice; one of her eyes already closed because it was swollen and her forced smile covered with strands of blood. “Stop trying to be funny at moments like these.” Alina said in a whispered scolding that didn’t sound harsh at all, it sounded sweeter than intended. One hand of the hazel eyed woman left her cheek while she was checking her out for fatal wounds, and Amanda just grabbed her hand and put it back on her face. 

“It feels nice like this...” Amanda whispered and Alina felt her stomach flutter at her words. Suddenly Amanda let herself fall forwards into Alina’s chest, while she was falling unconscious. “Hey! Amanda, are you... ok?...” Alina asked worried and noticed she was breathing just fine; she was badly hurt and tired but she was going to survive. 

The next day didn’t come fast enough, Alina stayed on Amanda’s side all night. The hazel eyed woman called her own personal doctor; the only doctor she could trust with her life to help out Amanda “the right way”. The man told her she did most of the work already and it seemed she was skilled in the arts of healing, but he gave her some pain killers either way, for the woman, if she ever woke up. “What do you mean if she ever wakes up?” Alina asked worried now, the old man noticed she was sensitive about the subject. “I mean, we can’t say anything for certain, but according to her wounds if she doesn’t wake up in the next 48 hours she has less of a chance to ever waking up from her coma state...” The old man rested a hand on her shoulder as a small sympathy gesture and left, he wasn’t going to be able to do anything else if he stayed anyway.

Alina sat down beside her and held her hand with her own, she felt powerless, not being able to help Amanda. “Don’t you dare going away from me...” Alina’s words were heavy with sadness, she felt Amanda’s grip tighten in her hand softly, still inside her slumber. “Sorry...” Alina heard Amanda mumble in her sleep and got closer so she could hear better what she was saying. “...I’m so sorry... Alina...” Small tears came down rolling from Amanda’s closed shut eyes and Alina softly cleaned them up with her free hand. The woman on the bed was having some kind of a nightmare and Alina was part of it. “I forgive you Amanda. I forgave you a long time ago, even when I said I wouldn’t... If that is all it takes to get you back to me, then I’ll forgive everything ever done to me by everyone... Just come back to me...” Alina’s eyes got full of tears, she hid her face with her forearm while resting her head on it and falling asleep out of exhaustion.

Amanda’s eyes opened slowly the morning after, the light coming through the window made her uncomfortable and woke her up. The bed she was in was soft and smelled sweet, just like Alina. She noticed right away she was in her room. Her hand felt warm and she looked to her side, there she saw the woman of her dreams still sleeping with her hand holding onto hers in a soft but tight grip. Amanda couldn’t help but smile, the woman holding onto her was beautiful and she was glad to still be alive to see her again. 

“Hey, gorgeous...” Amanda called the other woman out in sweet tone, trying to wake her up in a softer way. “Alina, love...” She called again moving her own hand a bit, which made the other woman open her eye lids softly at first, then they shot completely open when she realized Amanda was awake smiling at her. “You’re awake!” Alina jumped and gave the blue eyed woman a hug, a little bit too tight which made Amanda hiss in pain for a bit. “Sorry, sorry! Did I hurt you?” Alina asked while unknowingly putting her left hand on Amanda’s left cheek in a loving gesture. “No.” Amanda held her hand there with her own, closing her eyes while enjoying the warmness of the touch; making Alina notice what she had done in the process. “If I get this kind of attention from you when I’m like this, I’ll be sure to get hurt more often.” Amanda said jokingly to which Alina’s reaction was to pull her hand off her face and move back, her heart was pounding inside her chest but she wasn’t the type to openly express her feelings.

“I’m just glad you’re not dead. This is the second time you make me go through this kind of scare.” Alina responded with a small frown, which looked adorable to Amanda’s eyes. “So you were scared for me, huh?” A warm smile appeared on Amanda’s lips that made Alina’s cheeks turn pink without her realizing. The hazel eyed woman ultimately didn’t respond to her question and just looked into her eyes, waiting for her to say another joke of hers. “I care about you deeply, as well.” Amanda confessed, because she knew the other woman wasn’t going to say she cared for her with words, she just showed it with actions instead.

Alina couldn’t muster anything, she was dead silent and her belly full of butterflies, this woman was making her feel all kinds of emotions she couldn’t control and that made her kind of uneasy. “Come here.” Amanda said with a sweet tone that made Alina melt. The blue eyed woman held the palm of her hand in the air, inviting the other woman to take it. Alina doubted for a moment but took her hand afterwards; Amanda pulled her softly but strong enough to make her fall towards her chest. Alina let out a small squeal escape from her lips, she didn’t expect Amanda pulling her that way. “You look tired, let us cuddle and sleep together, like this.” Amanda explained like it wasn’t a big of a deal, but undoubtedly it was a big deal for the both of them because they could feel their warmness and smell both their scents; their hearts beating fast at each other closeness. 

Alina adjusted her position and her face came closer to Amanda’s without her realizing at first, her heart stopped for a moment when she noticed. The other woman just looked at her lips without shame, she was craving them since forever and her eyes reflected her desire. Alina’s eyes narrowed down and gazed at Amanda’s lips as well, she couldn’t deny she wanted to taste her lips as well. “I want to kiss you...” Amanda’s voice was heavy with desire, her left hand softly caressing Alina’s face; the other woman closing her eyes to Amanda’s touch, seemingly enjoying it a lot. “And I want to feel your lips onto mine...” Alina finally said something freely that ran through her mind. Amanda was surprised for a second but her desire to kiss the woman overpowered her actions. Amanda ran her fingers behind Alina’s neck and firmly pulled her face closer to her own, she could hear the lady’s breath hitch when she made the move and her eyes closed softly expecting her next move. 

Amanda smiled and finally shortened the small distance between them; trapping her soft lips between hers, tasting them slowly and taking her time while doing so. She couldn’t stop herself from pushing her tongue inside of Alina’s mouth which the other woman didn’t object to, instead, the other woman responded caressing her tongue along hers, letting a small moan escape in the process. They both separated from the kiss for a moment and Alina noticed one of her hands already travelled through Amanda’s back, under her shirt. Her cheeks were red in shame and Amanda noticed, the blue eyed woman caressed her lower lip with her thumb. “I don’t mind. You can touch me anywhere.” Amanda said with a lustful look, her voice gave chills to Alina, but the good kind. 

“I’m afraid I will hurt you.” Alina said truthfully, caressing Amanda’s back down. “If what you’re doing is called hurting then I want you to hurt me some more...” Amanda replied kissing her again, this time a bit faster and passionately. She couldn’t stop kissing Alina’s lips, they were so delicious, they tasted sweet like berries. Alina was loving her mouth onto hers and was loosing her mind in the process; she wanted more than kissing her, but she had to control her urges or she could hurt her wounds badly. Her body reacted on its own though and she ended up adjusting herself on top of Amanda; clashing her lips onto those of the other woman and exploring her body with one hand. A moan could be heard from Amanda’s throat when she felt the lady’s hand travel along her torso. “Goddamn... You feel so good...” Amanda whispered onto Alina’s lips, making the other woman’s lower belly burn. 

“We... We have to stop... Otherwise I could hurt you for real...” Alina stopped touching her, going against her own will because she wanted to eat the other woman out. Alina jumped off of Amanda’s body and bit her own lower lip, restraining herself from jumping on that bed again. “Get well soon, then we will finish what we started.” Alina left the room and Amanda just put a hand on top of her forehead, not believing what just happened; she kissed Alina and she wanted to do all kinds of lewd things to her. 

Amanda looked at her bathroom’s mirror with quite some interest; she wasn’t actually looking at her own perfectly toned, slim body, or admiring her long wet hair dropping down to her chest. She wasn’t counting her scars accumulated on her white-as-a-sheet skin, no. She was a weird soul lost in thought, remembering everything that had happened that day; repurposing thoughts and exchanging possible outcomes. She was thinking of “Alina” and how she would finish the task she was given by her client.

Alina’s father was a huge asshole. As the right hand of a man called Joseph King (prominent corrupt politician, soon to be president), he had a background full of sins and a tendency to make enemies everywhere he went, including his own daughter. Why would his own daughter want him killed? You may ask. He wasn’t father of the year, apparently. He had abandoned her after ordering her mother’s death, gifting her a lonely life as the “mob princess” she became afterwards. Long years of street violence and carnage made pain and blood her only language.

It was bothersome for Amanda having to work this type of cases, since she wasn’t going to be able to kill anyone by sheer mistake. This case would definitely send her hundreds if not thousands thugs and killers behind her back; if something did in fact go wrong she would need to disappear as a last resort. She needed to be completely careful, she thought. She needed to change her physique and invade Alina’s compound (again!) as a spy of some sort. Pizza delivery girl? Huh, no. Daughter of a popular mob boss in town? Maybe. A “non-interesting” new recruit? Perfect. Next few weeks were going to be insane!

She cut her hair short, in a “side swept undercut” style and painted her tips in a light blue color. Wore black colored contacts to hide her undeniably beautiful blue eyes, and covered her body in dark leathered clothing like a biker would. She looked hot, instead of her usual “femme fatale” style, she looked a bit more like a “tomboy with a girly girl streak”, perfect for the task at hand.

“Who the hell are you?” Alina’s voice echoed in the room with a bored tone, not even looking at her guest directly in front of her; she was more interested in the computer in front of her, which made Amanda offended a little bit. “Joselene, but you can call me Joe for short.” Amanda had mastered an english accent out of nowhere, she just thought it was a nice touch to her improvised character.

Alina found her accent a bit on the strange side; an english woman wanted to join her forces? She analyzed the situation and started to get curious about what was happening. Her right-handed man told her she was a rare case but worth it, supposedly. “Why are you here?” Alina asked turning away from the computer and her left eyebrow jumped up, giving “Joe” an inquisitive look. “I’m here for a job opportunity.” Amanda says not giving up her act, she was a good one. 

“I meant, here in America.” Alina said not swallowing the whole story, something didn’t quite fit and she didn’t know what. “My parents died in a fire when I was a kid. Chose to come to America, so I could have a change of scenery. Also, who doesn’t love some racist assholes?” Amanda said in a cynical tone, trying to make the questioning a lighter chat, hoping to deviate the conversation in the process. It seemed to be working very well. “Marco said you needed some muscle.” She continued not giving Alina the opportunity to process. Amanda flexed her right arm, showing the formed muscle she had in some type of a funny joke. She could swear she saw Alina’s face soften up a bit when she did this, almost stealing a smile, but it was gone in mere seconds, making her think that maybe it was just her imagination. 

“Marco is right. I need someone to find my father’s whereabouts. He is back in town but hidden somewhere, trying to evade getting his ass roasted by the authorities.” Alina mentioned casually, moving her hands up into the air and letting them drop like someone “giving up”, Amanda knew perfectly that THAT wasn’t the case. “I have all the incriminating information to put him under and I’m pretty sure he wants it to disappear. If it does, he would be saved and I wouldn’t be able to get my revenge.” Alina said to Amanda, and she as “Joe” swallowed thickly in secret; if Alina knew she was the same woman as the past few weeks and that she worked for the same guy she wanted to see disappear, Amanda would be dead in a heartbeat.

“Leave it to me.” Is all “Joe” said, turning around and leaving the room. Her back leaned on the door as soon as she closed it behind her, then looking up to the ceiling and closing her eyes, saying all of this was fucked up inside her head. Her own conscience was starting to fight her, but she kept it far away, trying to ignore it.

Alina gave “Joe” some difficult jobs at first, mainly to verify her “loyalty” to the group, even though she didn’t actually say so from her mouth Amanda knew that this was indeed the case. In the end “Joe” successfully completed every work in an easily manner and gained Alina’s favor and respect. It was time to give Alina the hope she so desperately wanted, and after a long time Amanda gave it to her, a hint to her father’s whereabouts. 

“Are you sure about this?” Alina was hopeful and looked at “Joe” with a glint of gratefulness in her eyes. Her face was always serious but, when she was with “Joe” the features of her face softened without herself even noticing. Amanda somehow always noticed things like this; she could see tiny details of a person’s body language with ease. The last month or so Alina gave her trust to the “english lady”, a very difficult thing for her to do since she didn’t trust anyone, until now. 

“We will grab him by surprise, tonight.” Amanda said, biting her lower lip, nervous about what was going to happen next; the “betrayal” she was going to gift Alina tonight, made her skin crawl in disgust with herself. The other woman noticed and thought it was “Joe” being nervous about something going wrong with the task that night.

“You’ll do exceptionally fine, as always.” Alina grabbed “Joe’s” forearm with her delicate fingers and gave her a reassuring squeeze. Both of them shared gazes at each other, their eyes meeting in an awkward stare, which suddenly made them feel like getting struck by something electrifying; neither of them knowing what it was. “Uh... I... Thank you. I will prepare everything for tonight.” Amanda replies trying to regain her cool which was the attitude she always reflected in front of Alina as “Joe”, and left the room in hurry.

Alina was left alone in her office, trying to make sense of what just happened, not being able to figure it out. She ended up lost in thought asking herself some questions; Did she like Joe? She did but not in a “romantic” way, at least she thinks not? “No, I doubt it.” She murmured to herself. Did she trust her? Yes, she did. The last couple of times she worked with her she would be dead if she wasn’t present. She even took a bullet for her; when a Russian thug shot at her Joe got right in the middle without thinking it twice, getting injured on her left arm for weeks. Aline smiled in secret, she thought Joe was very brave, she loved the fact that Joe cared for her enough to give her own life for her. Was she worth those sacrifices though? No, she wasn’t, or so she thinks.

For Amanda in the other hand, was a complete... “Clusterfuck, FUCK!” She screamed below her breath, trying not to call any attention while she was leaving. She left Alina’s office in a very awkward and in a very hurried pace, she didn’t know what else to do; trust her mind, her heart or her conscience? She needed the money to survive in this jungle and gave her word to the wrong person, sealing a job she thought would be easy because she thought his daughter was also an asshole! But Alina wasn’t that bad in the end, Amanda thought, she was only misguided by her own desire of revenge and hate for her father. Deep inside she had a good heart, she was kind but hidden in a monsters facade. 

“UGH!” Amanda let out in frustration and a guard looked at her with a confused look. She ignored him and kept walking. What should she do? Give Alina to her father and steal all the info the guy wanted? Or give the guy to Alina and disappear, because she would probably kill her with her own hands? Either way, she was fucked, but why? Why did she cared what Alina thought of her or if she ended up hating her? She wasn’t her friend. “She is nothing to me.” Amanda whispered looking at her hands, expecting to see some answers there for all her troubles. 

“Are you ready for tonights event?” Marco’s voice appeared out of nowhere, he was a silent man and while he was posted resting his back into a wall, smoking... something, he saw “Joe” stopping in the middle of his line sight. Amanda was startled by his voice and turned to the side, looking at him with a smug look, trying to hide her real emotions inside. “Yeah, of course man.” Its all she could come with, keeping the conversation short just in case.

“You don’t look fine. Want some?” Marco showed his hand, two fingers holding out a bit of the smoke he was enjoying, out of sympathy for her. “Thank you, but I don’t really smoke. I appreciate it though.” Amanda replied, starting to walk away. “Hey, hey, wait up.” The guy went after her and Amanda turned around to look at him in the eyes, her face was confused. “Look, I wanted to briefly talk to you about something.” He didn’t waste time to explain what was going on with him, probably because he saw “Joe” was in a hurry. “Its about Alina...” And his face turned serious, head down with sad eyes, he looked like a puppy. “She needs you tonight, more than ever Joselene. This is the most important event in her life and you’ve become the most important person in her life.” He looked straight into "Joes” eyes, and she couldn’t understand what was happening. She knew the guy had a big crush on Alina, but she didn’t know it was THAT big.