The man sitting there smiled looking at me. He stood up from his chair and walked towards me with the same smirk on his face. This perfect figure with broad shoulders, and very masculine face, wearing a black tailored suit came and stood in front of me, putting his hands in his pockets.
" It's been a while since we met. I thought you will miss me after leaving Country D." he said and my smirked grew. I crossed my hands in front of my chest.
" Sadly, I didn't." I answered back. I remembered our first meet. He shot a bullet on my leg, grabbed my collar and lifted me from the ground several times, gave electric shock and what not. Sadly I was just able to scratch is arm.
" How sad." he said, dramatically putting his hand on his heart to show how hurt he felt.
" Well, you look stunning today." he said, placing his hand back in his pocket.
