1 Chapter 1

Most of the romance books you will read in your life will begin with a pleasant opening scene. So, if you think this is any random book then you are horribly mistaken. This is a romantic action novel. The best of all.

This book starts with the words... "Wait for my signal then follow me." I watched in suspenseful horror as my mother crawled out from our cover to what she thought was safety. She was barely halfway there when a huge explosion went off, throwing everything into total chaos. I was thrown off my feet and went crashing into a wall. I wasn't sure if I was conscious or not. There were several figures moving back and forth. They finally left carrying something or someone awkwardly in between them.

An excruciating flicker of pain shot through me and I lost conscience. I had finally regained consciousness. Even though I hadn't opened my eyes but I could tell that I wasn't in a friendly place. My face was on a cold hard surface which I figured was a table. I opened my eyes and quietly took in my surroundings. I was in a typical interrogation room. I had been arrested. I raised my head and made to rub my eyes, but they were cuffed to a large table in front of me. There was a bulky man in a cheap suit sitting across me with a puzzled expression on his face. He took my fingerprints and left. He returned several minutes later. He threw himself back on the chair and slid the handcuff keys to me. I smiled an slid the keys back to him with along with the handcuffs which I had removed immediately after the detective left. The detectives facial expression changed faster than a traffic light to anger. He began to rant about Special Ops. agents and how they feel like they are above the law. I couldn't stop the smug grin from forming on my face.

Finally, I was allowed to leave. I stood in front of the precinct collecting my thoughts, when a youngish man turned the corner sprinting towards me, clutching a designer handbag that was obviously not his. He neared me. I struck twice. One to his throat and one to is diaphragm. The thief crumpled almost immediately and hit the ground with a dull thud. Shortly after, a woman in her sixties turned the corner flanked by a burly looking man in a combat outfit and an overly attractive girl. They gathered around the hyperventilating thief. He looked at me desperate for my help. I smiled back at him and turned my attention to the beautiful girl standing before me. For what seemed like ten seconds, I stared at the girl. I was pulled out of my paradise when her slightly less attractive mother tapped me on the shoulder. She was rumbling on and on and on in a thick Russian accent. I forced myself to fully divert my attention to her but I just couldn't bring myself to.

She finally managed to catch my attention when she pulled out a fat envelope and handed it to me. I thanked her and walked away with my pockets a kilogram heavier than before. I took a cab to the warehouse and found my car. I drove back to HQ in low spirits. I arrived at HQ half an hour later and almost every agent in the building was staring at me awkwardly. "Shit." I muttered under my breath. They already knew that my mother had been taken. I stormed into my bosses office and sat opposite him breathing heavily. He barely made an effort to look up from his work. I cleared my throat several times before he lackadaisically raised his head to look at me."Agent Black. I have been expecting you." I looked at him and said the most polite thing that came to my tongue. "So?." For a split second, he looked taken aback but he quickly comported himself and his expression left as quickly as it came. We discussed calling her KIA but I disagreed. He told me he would send me backup for a mission to find and rescue her if need arose.

I stormed out of his office and went into mine down the long air conditioned hallway. I sat at my large cluttered desk collecting my thoughts when mission distribution sent me an emergency meeting alert. I sighed deeply and went to the conference room.

Everyone was already seated by the time I got there. I took my seat beside my boss and we began. The head of wanted persons began with a PowerPoint on the one of the high ranking blacklisted people that had been sighted. It was the woman whose bag I had saved earlier on. Apparently, her name was Ivanka Romanov and she was a huge drug lord. Apparently her husband had disappeared suddenly, leaving her to manage the business, which she was doing quite well. Fortunately or unfortunately for me I was the one supposed to take care of that mission with the backup that had been promised to me. I wondered who it was but I decided to shut up. Apparently the files had been sent to me for self briefing and it had also been sent to my mystery partner. I read over them briefly in my office before calling it a day and heading home. On my way I decided to stop by a cafe to buy a sandwich. When I was ready to leave I noticed the girl that was with the Russian woman earlier sitting by herself with a coffee. I made my move, I mean you only live once right?.

"It's you" I sat opposite her and smiled. She gazed at me with her electric blue eyes. "Khelani". She replied. "Samuel" I responded . We spoke for about an hour and a half before she was ready to leave. I got home and was surprised to find one of the cars out of the garage. I usually made sure that all my cars were in the garage. It took me several moments to realize that it wasn't one of my cars. Then with deep sorrow, I realized that it must have belonged to the agent who was supposed to be my legal guardian till further notice. I stood in front of the front door for a while before opening it and walking through into the wide corridor lined with like a dozen doors and basked in warm golden light with the grand staircase at the furthest end. The place I called home.