Hey Guys! Its been a while but heres another update! I hope you like and please review!
False Love. Part Four.
As Nadia stood in front of his desk talking to him, Sark couldnt help but scrutinize her.
'She is so Beautiful' he decided staring from her lovely slim stockinged legs to her skirt which complemented her slim waist, her shirt and then her lovely face with her beautiful smile and little button nose a strand of dark hair resting against her cheek. 'She's too demure to be american' he thought appreciately.
She was the rare kind of secetary that every man Wanted to take home but knew he couldnt because she was too special to be used like that.
Nadia noticed his scrutiny and couldnt help but feel nervous.He was wearing a dark blue Armani suit which was tailored to fit, a crisp white oxford shirt,a rolex on his wrist and those adorable blond curls complemented his stormy blue eyes. 'He Looks like some greek god . .' she thought uncomfortable with how her thoughts were making her feel. She looked away and blushed. "Ms Santos . . .Nadia . . Tell me more about your upbringing who were your real parents. . . " his voice was as smooth as chocolate. She looked up at him startled by his question.
"I was abandoned by my parents . . . I Lived in an orphanage for a short while till Arvin and Emily Sloane adopted me . . "
"And you have never. . Looked for your real parents. .?" he clasped his hands and looked into her eyes. She felt like he was peering into her soul.
"I never thought i would have the proper resources. . .And Dad. . Well he made it clear that he didnt want me to." she confessed. He nodded slowly. "Yes i suppose. . .However. . . I could help you out . . " Sark said.
She felt a flush creep up her neck and tried not to sound naive. "Really you would . . . Well . . " she felt at a loss for words at his sweetness.
**
When she got home that night she couldnt help but wonder what his motives were. Did he simply just like her? She fell into a deep sleep and began to dream. She was in her parents old home. . They were arguing in the dining room and she sat by the stairs listening to them.
"We cant lie to her all her life Arvin!" Emily said upsetly. "Why not? And besides we dont have a choice Emily." Sloane retorted coldly.
She awoke then abruptly.
The bedside clock glowed the digits 1:00 am
she got out of bed wondering what had woke her the dream already fast fading. On instinct she wandered over to the window and looked out. The street was quiet at this hour. . However. . . She felt a chill creep up her spine as she spied a vehicle across the road. There was someone sitting in the vehicle. . . A woman. . And she was spying on Her. . . She was sure of it.
The car was a standard black Opel sedan. . . The moonlight seemed to suddenly shine on the woman's brown hair. . . Nadia quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and left her apartment taking the steps two at a time.
She finally arrived out on the sidewalk. She looked across the street and cursed. Damn! The car was gone. She looked frantically up and down the road but it was gone. Now she was sure. The Brown haired woman had definately been spying on her.
****
Collect the disk. Highly important. Situated in a Adult strip Club in paris. Blah Blah Blah. Sydney hadnt had much sleep last night and as Sloane droned on in the background she had to stifle the urge to yawn. Vaughn shot her a grin and she smiled back. "The safe where the disk lies is in an office behind the stage. Agent Vaughn you will be going in as the friend of the owner Sydney you will be taking the place of the absent stripper after your act you will proceed to the office behind the stage where the change rooms are situated. . . " "What did you say im going in as?!" Sydney grounded out. No way was she gonna take the part of a stripper! He smiled thinly at her. "I believe you heard me. Your flight leaves in two hours." his voice left no room for argument. Fuming Sydney watched him leave. "Hey"Vaughn said softly.
"We dont have to listen to him. We'll get the disk another way. Maybe when we just enter the club. We'll find away. You should never have to do something you're not comfortable doing Sydney. I'll make sure you wont." he promised his face earnest. She smiled at him and squeezed his hand. She didnt know what she would do without him.
So what do ya guys think? Also there will be alot of Syd /Vaughn action in the next chapter! Also please review. Im open to any suggestions!
Hey Guys! Its been a while but heres another update! I hope you like and please review!
False Love. Part Four.
As Nadia stood in front of his desk talking to him, Sark couldnt help but scrutinize her.
'She is so Beautiful' he decided staring from her lovely slim stockinged legs to her skirt which complemented her slim waist, her shirt and then her lovely face with her beautiful smile and little button nose a strand of dark hair resting against her cheek. 'She's too demure to be american' he thought appreciately.
She was the rare kind of secetary that every man Wanted to take home but knew he couldnt because she was too special to be used like that.
Nadia noticed his scrutiny and couldnt help but feel nervous.He was wearing a dark blue Armani suit which was tailored to fit, a crisp white oxford shirt,a rolex on his wrist and those adorable blond curls complemented his stormy blue eyes. 'He Looks like some greek god . .' she thought uncomfortable with how her thoughts were making her feel. She looked away and blushed. "Ms Santos . . .Nadia . . Tell me more about your upbringing who were your real parents. . . " his voice was as smooth as chocolate. She looked up at him startled by his question.
"I was abandoned by my parents . . . I Lived in an orphanage for a short while till Arvin and Emily Sloane adopted me . . "
"And you have never. . Looked for your real parents. .?" he clasped his hands and looked into her eyes. She felt like he was peering into her soul.
"I never thought i would have the proper resources. . .And Dad. . Well he made it clear that he didnt want me to." she confessed. He nodded slowly. "Yes i suppose. . .However. . . I could help you out . . " Sark said.
She felt a flush creep up her neck and tried not to sound naive. "Really you would . . . Well . . " she felt at a loss for words at his sweetness.
**
When she got home that night she couldnt help but wonder what his motives were. Did he simply just like her? She fell into a deep sleep and began to dream. She was in her parents old home. . They were arguing in the dining room and she sat by the stairs listening to them.
"We cant lie to her all her life Arvin!" Emily said upsetly. "Why not? And besides we dont have a choice Emily." Sloane retorted coldly.
She awoke then abruptly.
The bedside clock glowed the digits 1:00 am
she got out of bed wondering what had woke her the dream already fast fading. On instinct she wandered over to the window and looked out. The street was quiet at this hour. . However. . . She felt a chill creep up her spine as she spied a vehicle across the road. There was someone sitting in the vehicle. . . A woman. . And she was spying on Her. . . She was sure of it.
The car was a standard black Opel sedan. . . The moonlight seemed to suddenly shine on the woman's brown hair. . . Nadia quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and left her apartment taking the steps two at a time.
She finally arrived out on the sidewalk. She looked across the street and cursed. Damn! The car was gone. She looked frantically up and down the road but it was gone. Now she was sure. The Brown haired woman had definately been spying on her.
****
Collect the disk. Highly important. Situated in a Adult strip Club in paris. Blah Blah Blah. Sydney hadnt had much sleep last night and as Sloane droned on in the background she had to stifle the urge to yawn. Vaughn shot her a grin and she smiled back. "The safe where the disk lies is in an office behind the stage. Agent Vaughn you will be going in as the friend of the owner Sydney you will be taking the place of the absent stripper after your act you will proceed to the office behind the stage where the change rooms are situated. . . " "What did you say im going in as?!" Sydney grounded out. No way was she gonna take the part of a stripper! He smiled thinly at her. "I believe you heard me. Your flight leaves in two hours." his voice left no room for argument. Fuming Sydney watched him leave. "Hey"Vaughn said softly.
"We dont have to listen to him. We'll get the disk another way. Maybe when we just enter the club. We'll find away. You should never have to do something you're not comfortable doing Sydney. I'll make sure you wont." he promised his face earnest. She smiled at him and squeezed his hand. She didnt know what she would do without him.
So what do ya guys think? Also there will be alot of Syd /Vaughn action in the next chapter! Also please review. Im open to any suggestions!