Damien's POV ♣️.
I looked at Kimia's sleeping figure as her chest rose and fell slowly and smiled. Her long lashes fanned out as they touched her cheek. Her tanned skin seemed to glow under the morning sun. Her hair spread out around her like a halo. Her small pale pink lips looked very tempting but I had to fight the urge to kiss her knowing fully well that she would wake.
She looked like an angel. A very mischievous and cunning angel with a wicked sense of humour and a sharp mouth.
I got out of bed as quietly as I could and left the room to make breakfast. I couldn't help the smile that crept on my lips as I thought of her reaction once I brought her breakfast in bed.
I made myself a hot mug of black coffee and poured her chocolate milk into her favourite mug. I found it cute that she took choclate milk instead of tea or coffee. She would basically be the walking dead if she doesn't have a cup of it.
I plated the food and placed them on a tray as I carried it up the stairs slowly. I opened the door of our room with my elbow and she stirred. I placed the tray on the night stand and tapped her gently.
" Mia." I asked and she groaned mumbling something about how she had to eat the runaway ice-cream cake first. I chuckled and shook my head.
" Babe come on."
" But ice-cream cake!" She mumbled incoherently.
I smiled and a light bulb lit in my head. I picked up a strip of bacon and moved it closer to her nose. The aroma wafted into her nostrils and she popped an eye open.
" I smell bacon." She said sitting up.
I smiled and motioned to the tray that sat on the night stand. I picked up her mug and passed it to her. She took a huge gulp and sighed. I could see the her eyes brighten as the sleep disappeared from her eyes.
" I made you breakfast."
" You didn't have to, but thank you."
I was about to pick a piece of bacon and she swatted my hand away.
" What are you doing?"
" What does it look like I'm doing?, I'm want to eat."
" But it's my food."
" But I made it."
" Yeah, for me." She retorted and I glared.
" So you're not going to let me have a bite of the food I worked so hard to make?"
" Yes." She replied as she threw a piece of bacon in her mouth.
I got a text from Fransisco asking us if we would like to go to a karaoke bar.
" You up for karaoke tonight?"
" Sure!"
I texted my reply before pouting at Kimia. She rolled her eyes and stuffed a slice of toast in my mouth.
" How long do you think it will take before he invites us over?, We've been in Havana for almost 3 months now."
" I don't know but hopefully, soon. He seems to trust us. You especially." I replied and she smirked.
" Of course he does! Who wouldn't trust this adorable face!" She said batting her eyelashes.
" But I actually don't mind spending time with him. It's the female dog I hate."
I rolled my eyes and sighed.
" Sasha is not a bitch."
" You said it not me. I only called her a female dog."
" But a female dog is a bitch." I said and she shrugged.
" That girl tried to kill me! She is evil!"
" Kimia you're just exaggerating. It was and accident."
" A well thought out accident! You know for an agent, she's not very discreet. I was expecting more from her."
" You're just being paranoid."
" I am not being paranoid. That girl hates me."
" And why would she hate you?"
" Because she's still in love with you!"
" That's crazy Mia. Sasha is over me. She has never been hung up over a guy." I said and she scoffed.
" How oblivious are you?!"
" Kimia-"
" She clearly wants me out of the picture."
" Mia you're saying all these things because you're-"
" Because I'm what?, Complete that statement! I dare you."
" Jealous!"
" I'm sorry of who?!, Sasha?"
" Yes!"
" Why would I be jealous of her?"
" I don't know!"
" I can not believe you're defending her. After everything she has done to me!"
" For the last time Mia!, It was an accident!"
" You are unbelievable!, You're defending her. She's your ex Damien!"
" But I've known her longer!" I exclaimed and she paused.
" I've known you for 3 months and some weeks. But I've known her longer!"
" So just because you've known her longer you trust her?"
" That's not what I-"
" No Damien that is exactly what you mean. She was gone for 2 years! And that doesn't bother you?!"
" She said she needed a break."
" But where was she?, What was she doing on that break?" She asked and I kept quiet.
" You think may think I'm jealous or paranoid or whatever, but I know something's off about that girl. I don't trust her and I don't think I ever will."
She stormed out of the room angrily and I sighed.
This is so not how I had imagined it to go.
***
" Kimia." I called but she ignored me.
" You can't ignore me forever."
She gave me a look that clearly said ' Watch me.'
" I'm sorry."
" Mia please answer me!"
Her phone rang and she picked the incoming call.
" Hey Sisco!"
Sisco?!
" Yeah I'm good…Yeah 7 is great!…Bye!"
" You know you're gonna have to talk to me eventually. Unless you want Fransisco to suspect something." I said smirking slightly.
She didn't even spare me a glance as she walked upstairs.
How do I appease an angry Kimia?
***
We entered the karaoke bar with a significant amount of distance between us.
" Lia!, Ian!" Fransisco greeted as we walked up to the table where he was seated with Sasha. Sasha smiled at us politely and I smiled back.
See?!
She's being nice. How can Kimia think she hates her?
" Hey Sisco!" Kimia replied smiling at him.
" Sasha." She greeted with a small nod.
" You guys ready to sing?" He asked and I shrugged.
Kimia sat down next to Fransisco while I sat next to Sasha.
" This place looks really ni-"
She was cut off by the sound of Fransisco's phone ringing. He brought his phone out and tensed when he saw the caller ID.
" I uhh, I have to take this. Excuse me."
Kimia brought out her ' airpods' and placed them in her ear. To anyone else it was just a regular airpod but we knew how powerful this thing was. It could eavesdrop on any call or conversation within a 6 mile radius.
She kept a blank face as she listened to the conversation. She took the airpods off and smiled as Fransisco came back to the table.
My phone vibrated and I saw a text from her.
Mismatched eyed devil: Shipment of drugs headed for a warehouse down town. If we intercept this it's going to hit them very hard.
I smiled at the text and looked at her but she was in a conversation with Fransisco.
' Sure. Let's do it.'
***
Moni!🤗,
How y'all doing?
I hope you're doing great.
Stay safe 😷.
Bye!!