Passion, tension—that's all you could think of as you find yourself stumbling backwards into your hotel room, hands eagerly pulling at Sebastian's clothes as he did the same.

You had met in the downstairs bar, the pull towards each other, so intense that it felt almost overwhelming. You had been there on a job—playing the role of a rich, lonely house wife. But in truth, you're an undercover agent working for the American Special forces—on task to blackmail the UK government.

Sebastian was somehow seemingly in the same boat—it just happens that he was fighting for the other side.

Neither of you knew of each other, your identities hidden from each side and despite the clear urgency of your tasks—sometimes even secret agents need to let off steam.

But it wasn't until you both were stripping each other in your hotel room, that you were both interrupted by your concealed weapons—bringing up a rather awkward situation.