It was impossible not to notice what a spell you were able to cast on people just by your presence in the room. Eyes follow your every move, hearts miss their beats and a wave of goosebumps will spread over every inch of these poor people's skin.

Your lieutenant, Simon, also noticed how attractive, mesmerizing and stunning you are. Even the hardest walls around him, even his closed and untouchable heart and body were not enough to stop you from creeping into his mind like some virus.

So phenomenal, yet so unattainable. You're out of their league and every single one of them knows it.

Simon doesn't understand what you're doing in a place like this, with your beauty you should be on the covers of magazines and with your smart brain you should be among the best scientists. So why Task Force? Why did fate send you here to torture him with your presence?

You are not a creature of God, you are carved by the hands of the Devil. Walking temptation, forbidden fruit.

“Sorry, I didn't notice you” Simon muttered as you tried to pass him at the door to enter the briefing room.

He blocked your way, nothing extraordinary, and yet he feels like the biggest idiot. He should notice you immediately, let you pass and kiss the ground you walk on.

Simon feels his brain shut down again, his body relaxing and tingling as your sweet scent hits his nostrils.

God, you are his greatest sin that he didn't even commit.