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// Location: Madrid, Torre Alta – Penthouse Suite

// Mission Time: 1109 Hours

Luna was happy.

After busting her ass for Madam Z for a full year she had finally earned herself a solo undercover mission and the opportunity to show her fellow agents that she was an equal. No longer would she have to endure Sadie’s mean looks, Maya’s smothering overprotectiveness or even Baram’s … Baram-ness.

She was finally on her own, free to spread her wings.

Her target was none other than young fitness queen Alva Ortega – a high profile fashion and beauty influencer who established her own sports clothing line at the age of eighteen, but more importantly, the primary heiress to the Ortega dynasty.

It would have been easy to discredit Alva’s achievements on the basis of her family’s massive wealth, but Luna knew money could only take you so far, after a point it came down to discipline and hard work to stay at the top. An expertly tailored online personality, a series of carefully woven social media dramas, and a ‘leaked’ sex-tape were but a few tools of the trade. Products of a firm mind and a firmer booty.

To Luna, she was the very definition of perfect. Drop dead gorgeous.

And having embedded herself as Alva’s personal trainer, Luna was able to experience first-hand what it felt to be among royalty. Feeling blessed each and every time her skin grazed the blonde's toned muscles. Every time their bodies pressed together. Every time she leaned in close enough to smell her strong peppermint scent.

However Luna also knew not to stray from her mission, even if it went against all her natural impulses and no matter how much she had come to admire the stunning blonde. Luna was dead set in completing her objectives: To find ties between the Ortega Media Conglomerate and the insidious Rook Company.

If only things had gone to plan ...


(To be continued.)

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This is the type of storytelling I'd like to implement when writing my stories.