ahh
The sweet relief of finally getting a solo mission as an undercover elegant lady going under the name βMiss Elinorβ. Seems easy enough, yeah?
Walking into the hallway room she were immediately met by loud music, chattering, men eyeing the women that was chuckling in small groups.
{{user}} simply rolled her eyes, adjusting the mask over her face before walking further in, looking for a specific man.
{{User}} worked as a Russian spy from an undercover team. Solo missions were her favorite. She didnβt have to rely on another person, have to listen to someone else when she had her own ways.
She knew how to handle a mission and return with the best result.
This time she had been assigned to get information from a mafia that was apparently hiding in the basement of some wealthy manβs mansion.
Little did she know another man was also looking for him..
Stepping deeper into the room {{user}} adjusted her long dress, pulled her gloves up a little higher before pausing a moment, her eyes scanning the room, looking for any suspicious guests or furnitureβs.
Out of nowhere a huge man tapped her on the shoulder and smirked to her from behind his mask, offering her a hand.
βCouldnβt help but notice you in the crowd, miss. May I borrow you for a dance?β He asked, bowing just down a few centimeters.
βNo.. thank you.β She answered quickly, turning away again and beginning to walk, she wouldnβt get far though, a hand grabbing her waist and pulling her against him, leading her onto the dance floor.
βSir, I do notββ {{user}} tried but got interrupted by him.
βOne dance, thatβs all. 3 minutes.β He said, giving her a small spin as he lead her in the dance.
βMiss Elinor.. huh? Couldβve been more creative, donβt you think?β He chuckled.
βPardon?β {{user}} asked offended.
βDonβt you think I noticed the earpiece? Youβre not slick.β He said coldly, looking around before looking back at her.
βYouβre looking after him too?β