The next day, Sophia awoke to find herself alone in the bed, clad in her cozy pajamas. Checking her phone, she noted it was 6:15 a.m. Stretching her arms, she got out of bed and ventured out of the bedroom in search of Ethan. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw him asleep on the sofa, his shirt absent and no blanket for cover.Sighing softly, she realized he had probably chosen the sofa to give her more space. She had fallen asleep before him and hadn't expected him to retire to the couch. Padding back into the bedroom, she picked up a warm blanket and returned to drape it gently over his exposed frame. Sitting beside him, she couldn't help but admire the contours of his muscular body, a light smile playing on her lips. Her hand found its way to his thick, curly hair, fingers delicately caressing each strand as if touching something fragile. For a moment, she lost herself in the intricate details of his handsome face— the slight furrow of his brows even in sleep, the way his li
In a room, a guy around the age of 27 looked angry; he smashed the phone on the floor. He was the one who had made the call to Dera; he was the son of the Minister of Defense.At the other end was the Minister of Defense, seated in a T-shirt. "What happened, son? What did that Esquire say?" he asked."Dad, can you believe she challenged me and even said she's going to throw me into the cells? She sounded serious," the son responded.The Minister of Defense laughed, "Why are you worrying about these issues? Do you think anyone has the ability to throw my son into cells? Don't worry, I'll solve it.""Dad, how do you intend to solve it?" the son asked."Don't worry; we are already arranging a meeting tomorrow with the manager of Aureus. We are planning to stop the project they are doing. I'm going to smartly let them exchange them letting Esquire drop the charge in order for them to continue," the Minister of Defense said.His son's eyes lit up. "That's a good idea, Dad, but I don't wish
Meanwhile, Ethan and Sophia arrived at the iconic London Eye, a towering Ferris wheel located on the South Bank of the River Thames. The atmosphere was bustling with tourists eager to take in the incredible panoramic views of London. As they drove up, the sight of the colossal wheel rotating slowly against the London skyline took their breath away.Parking the BMW M8 in a nearby lot, they joined the crowd moving towards the attraction. The air was filled with the murmur of excited conversations in multiple languages, all underpinned by the distant hum of city life. Vendors lined the walkways, selling everything from souvenirs to local snacks.Ethan looked at Sophia, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, and he felt a warm sense of satisfaction. This was exactly the kind of experience he wanted to share with her. "You know," he said softly, leaning closer to her, "this place is beautiful, but it pales in comparison to you."Sophia looked up at him and smiled, "You always know just wha
The sniper steadied himself, taking aim once more. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, one of the men secretly protecting Ethan and Sophia spotted the glint of the sniper scope. Realizing the immediate threat, he swiftly radioed his team."Sniper! Sniper on the building to the northwest! Immediate action needed!" He rushed and stood behind Ethan and Sophia firmly. The sniper steadied his aim, his eye zeroing in on Ethan and Sophia through the scope. With a muffled boom, he pulled the trigger. The bullet flew through the air at deadly speed, but instead of reaching its intended targets, it pierced the back of the guard who had discreetly positioned himself near Ethan and Sophia. Clad in an undercover bulletproof vest, the guard winced at the impact, doing his best to mask his pain to avoid causing a commotion.I've taken the bullet that was supposed to hit young master and his girlfriend. Locate the sniper on that building quickly before they make another move," he communicated t
Soon, they arrived and stopped a few metres near the abandoned warehouse. Stealthily, one of Boss Lady's men, codenamed Falcon, approached the perimeter of the abandoned warehouse. Dressed in a black tactical suit he wore a pair of dark sunglasses equipped with a hidden camera. He approached the warehouse, pretending to be on his phone. (Please note, the names aren't the names of Boss lady men, due to her being a tactical planner, anytime they are going for a mission, she randomly gives them new names for the mission alone.) "Falcon here, in position for recon," he spoke quietly into his wireless earpiece."Proceed with caution, Falcon. We need to know their numbers and positions," Boss Lady instructed.Nodding to himself, Falcon walked near the warehouse and activated the hidden camera in his sunglasses. He subtly pointed his head in different directions to capture various angles. "I count ten men, all armed. Three near the entrance, four gathered around a table, and three near a
Returning her attention to her team, she issued her next command. "These two are out of the game. Let's finish clearing the rest of this place."Boss Lady took her phone out after everything was successful and dialed a number. "Lord, mission accomplished. I've cleared their base at Camden Town," she reported."Good, Boss Lady, you're the best," William's voice came through, tinged with relief. "Thank you, Master. It's my team's and my pleasure." With that, she hung up.Turning to her team, she issued her next command. "Search this place. Take any valuables."Her team fanned out, scouring the dark corners and hidden compartments of the warehouse. They uncovered an arsenal of weapons, ranging from semi-automatic rifles to lasers and even some classified documents. Several crates of high-grade explosives were also found, along with a stash of hard cash and encrypted computers."Pack everything up. We're taking all of it," Boss Lady ordered.Once everything had been secured, Boss Lady t
The assistant paused, recalibrating his thoughts. "Since they've already visited the London Eye, we could shift our focus to their next big destination. They are likely to attend a high-profile event or a renowned attraction. Let's say, The British Museum? It's a public place with numerous exits and entrances, making it difficult for security to cover all angles."Madam Northington raised an eyebrow. "Go on.""We could plant a small device that emits a gas, harmless to the general public but specifically formulated to incapacitate Ethan and Sophia based on what we know of their medical histories. We deploy the gas in a secluded exhibit where they'll be isolated.""And their security?""We'll cause a diversion at the opposite end of the museum, luring their security detail away. At the same time, we'll have a lookalike of a known associate approach them, adding another layer of misdirection.""We'll cause a diversion at the opposite end of the museum, luring their security detail away.
"Hey, what's going on here?" the guard inquired as he reached Ethan and Sophia's table.The aggressive man glanced at him but offered only a frigid stare before diverting his gaze."Isn't it this crazy guy causing trouble just because my girlfriend spoke against smoking?" Ethan explained."How dare you call me crazy?" The man was irate and lunged for Ethan. Quick on his feet, Ethan stepped back, caught the man's wrist, and pulled him forward. With a swift, powerful blow, he punched the man in the mouth. That wasn't enough, Ethan raised his leg and kicked the man, sending him stumbling into a table behind him."Nonsense," He spat. Even the guard was taken aback by the ferocity, although clearly pleased. Sophia, equally shocked, stared at Ethan in disbelief.The fallen man's mouth was a bloody mess. Rising unsteadily, he snarled, "Call me a bastard if I don't kill you.""Ethan, let's go. He's crazy," Sophia said. Shaking his head, Ethan replied, "What's the point if I can't stand as a