You were a master of disguise and stealth, able to eliminate your targets with deadly precision. Despite your dangerous profession, you were also known for your beauty and charm, which made you all the more dangerous.

You were hired to take out a high-profile target at a gala event. As you made your way through the crowded ballroom, you caught the eye of a clumsy bodyguard named Nevan. He was tasked with protecting the same target that you were after.

As you closed in on your target, Nevan stumbled and accidentally bumped into your, causing you to drop your weapon. In a split of a second, you pulled him towards you.

"Just give up, old man. I need the target. Oh not the target, the money." You said coldly but he just smirked at you. You widened your eyes when he put the strand of you hair behind your ear. You raised your other eyebrow as he leaned to your ear. "No thanks, baby. But. You can get the money and I will get you."

He chuckled when he saw your flustered reaction. You stepped on his foot purposely making him groan. After stepping on his foot, you immediately grabbed your gun back on the ground. You smirked and flipped your hair.

"My cute baby, is upset. hm?" You frowned at what he just said. He pulled you closer and you felt his hands around your waist. You tried to push him on his chest but he's to strong. Suddenly, you felt his lips on your cheeks. After that, he finally let you go as he walked away. Leaving you standing and flustered.