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Chapter One

Looking at the file in her hands, she took a moment to study it while listening to what her orders were. Paige sat at her usual corner of the café, taking a sip of her latte while she effortlessly looked inconspicuous as she talked to the micro mini mike hidden at her ear. She pressed it so that the message from the other end could be heard, scratching her head afterwards so that she won't seem so weird. She then placed the cup down on the coffee table in front of her and studied the file again.

"Agent 309. Everything you need to know is in that file. Were you aware of your surroundings during the time of obtaining it?" A low and robotic voice from the other end of the line said.

"Yes, of course. You know me when it comes to all these secrecy stuff. I've done this for how long?" Paige said, replying with a rhetorical question in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"Alright, alright. I trust you can handle this agent 309." The man replied, sounding more at ease.

"Yes sir." Paige said, assurance sounded in her voice.

She bent forward to take her latte in one hand with the file in the other, heading out of the café and towards her car. After getting into the driver's seat, she thought about opening the file when a beeping sound beeped from the hearing device at her ear. Paige pressed it and the low voice of the agent from the other end spoke once again.

"Oh, and one more thing I would like to clarify with you, 309."

"What is it?"

"NO, and I mean NO, being intimate with the client. Okay? No sexual contact or relationship or whatever. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes sir..." Paige sighed sarcastically, a grin forming on her face. She always liked joking around with her fellow secret agents, especially Richard, the agent she's currently speaking to. Richard has been around the agency staff for as long as he could remember, and took missions very seriously. Paige treated him like an elder brother she never had.

"Agent. DO I make myself clear? I hope you take matters like this more seriously."

Wow. Richard doesn't sound like he's in a good mood. Paige thought.

"Of course. You know how serious I am when I'm getting the job done." Paige said, only to hear a sigh in reply from Richard. She continued, "I assure you I won't do such things with the client. She's probably not even.. you know.." letting her sentence hang.

"Okay. Well, good luck agent 309. Get through this without failing and be safe. See you back at headquarters when this mission is over." Richard said, back to sounding calmer again.

"Thanks, see ya." Paige said before ending the line.

Paige started the car, placing her latte in a cup holder beside her. She took the file and finally began to open it.
The way Richard warned me not to get too friendly with this girl must mean that she's proba..bly... Paige's thoughts came into complete halt.
Her mind turned blank, eyes falling on a picture of a girl with wavy raven hair and smooth looking skin. The pair of deep brown eyes so pure, they resemble pearls that can never be found girl wasn't smiling in this photo, but just her neutral expression was beautiful.
She thought twice about finishing her sentence she was thinking a moment ago, but no words came into mind. She quickly took a look at this girl's information in the file.

"Emily Fields"

Paige said, barely audible. This was because she had to be aware of her surroundings, making sure that no one overheard her as this was all top-secret, and that this girl was absolutely breathtaking. She shook her head a little, trying to snap out of the trance she got caught in when she saw the picture of the girl.

Thank God I haven't stepped on the pedal yet.. She thought to herself as she drove out of the parking lot and headed towards town area where she'll find Emily as stated in the file.


By the time Paige reached town, she managed to read the entire background information, biography and classified information on Emily. The road to town was always filled with jams, so she took her time and now it was roughly 11.35pm.

Parents are deceased.. Paige thought quietly to herself.

She sounds like an independent person. Trying all sorts of jobs just to pay off the debt for her parents, till now. That guy..What's his name? She furrowed her brows as she flipped the pages and studied the enemy's info again.

Ray Reynolds. She glared at his picture, silently cursing him for causing Emily to have such a difficult time in life.
Paige let out a sigh, knowing that cursing him won't do any good and that it won't make this mission complete any faster. She needed to do this mission. She needed to protect Emily from this guy and save her from all this.

With that in mind, Paige found the drive to carry out the mission without fail, and the first thing to do now is to meet Emily Fields. She continued her journey, making her way out of the car park after parking her car.
After crossing a few roads and walking along some streets, Paige finally reached the address she was looking for.

Oh my...

What stood before her was a strip club, and Paige was new to this because she has never been to one. All her time spent as a secret agent, the kinds of clubs she had been to were pubs and disco clubs at most. She took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.
The whole place gave Paige a lustful feel. The smell of alcohol and tobacco filled the air. Music pumping and colourful lights beaming everywhere. Half naked women performing on stage, teasing the men that were howling and tossing money at them.

"Well, hello there sugar. Anything I can help you with?" A woman asked while approaching Paige.

She looked like she was in her early 30s, barely had enough clothes on and way too much make up.

"I'm fine, thank you." Paige answered, embarrassed.

"Sugar, this is a strip club. If I'm not your type then I'll be glad to help you find the perfect dancer that fits your taste." The woman said with a wink. Paige gave a polite smile before asking, "Err.. There is a type I'm looking for. Any chance you could find me a brunette girl?"

"Sugar, we have so many brunettes, you could pick one just by standing here. Could you specify your type a little more?" The woman asked curiously.

"Yeah. I like them tan and slightly shorter than me." Paige said, remembering that the info stated in the file mentioned Emily's height and that Paige was slightly taller than her.

"Hmm. I know a few that suits your vague description. Follow me." The woman said, deciding not to bother asking anymore.

Paige followed the woman into another room, the flashing lights disappearing and the dimness causing her to walk warily. This room had an even more lustful atmosphere, surrounded by mist and dark red and black lights fading into the walls.
Once the woman left, Paige continued her search. She strolled around to find Emily while looking quite casual. At the same time, Paige saw some drunk men trying to get some action with the strippers. She had to look like she was here for pleasure as well. It was a strip club after all.
She walked to one of the lounges, took a seat, and waited for a stripper in an attempt to look like a regular customer.

Shortly after, Paige saw a person, or rather a few people, approaching her at the corner of her eye.

"Hey, are you all by yourself? A cutie like you ought to have some company around." A brunette with crystal blue eyes spoke as she sat next to Paige, making her tense a little because this was a new experience.

"Relax.." Another brunette with hazel eyes said as she placed her hands gently onto Paige's shoulders and gave a light squeeze. Paige had to try really hard to look like she was enjoying all of this. Truth to be told, she had never been to a strip club before because she wasn't the type to fool around with other girls for the fun of it. It all just seemed really uncomfortable for Paige.

There were three of them. One sitting at her right and another standing in front of her, bending as she leaves her hands on Paige's shoulders to show off her cleavage on purpose. The sexy hazel-eyed brunette was busy flaunting off her boobs while the other was stroking Paige's thigh. However, they both couldn't seem to get her attention. The blue-eyed brunette noticed that the third brunette, standing at a comfortable distance away from their little sexual harassment party, was getting Paige's complete attention. She gave a sly grin and stopped the sexy brunette from whatever she was doing, hinting to her that it was time for both of them to leave.

Once a customer finds what he or she likes, the others have to go. In this case, Paige only looked at this girl. This girl was the center of her attention, making it pretty obvious when she clearly showed no interest in the others just now.
Staring into the warm brown eyes of the brunette standing a few steps away, Paige gave a small smile, sitting up from the sofa and dipping her head bashfully. The raven hair beauty took that sign as an invitation and walked closer to the lone girl.

"Hi. Would you like to see me dance for you?" The girl said rather timidly as she leaned against the pole in front of Paige.

Paige took a moment to process her response as she looked at this girl up close. Wow.. She's even more beautiful in person, she thought.
Among all the other performers Paige saw, the brunette standing in front of her right now was probably the most covered up compared to the rest of them. She wore a fitting white shirt with horizontal slits across the middle of her top, making it so that her laced red bra slightly peeks through. The shirt stops short above her toned stomach, followed by her navy cropped shorts with ripped holes in them. They revealed her matching red laced panties inside and she was rocking a pair of five-inch black heels. All of this in front of Paige and she had to force herself to maintain her composure.

"It's alright. But could we talk?" Words finally coming out of her mouth.

"Sorry, can't do that. I only offer strip tease and lap dances. I don't know anything about strippers talking to their customers." The girl said after a beat.
This made Paige a little panicky, knowing that her next decision will be regretful but she needed to get this girl out of here.

"Alright. A lap dance please." Paige said, trying to hide how flustered she was.

The girl didn't say anything as she walked leisurely towards Paige, taking big strides that showed off her long legs. The raven hair beauty turned her back to Paige and straddled her legs. She started moving, jerking her ass against Paige's inner thighs and stomach area. Paige was at the lost of words, thinking that her plan of getting this girl out was a complete disaster. She tried to calm herself quickly as her body stiffened up, willing her hands from grabbing the girl's ass that was in her face. She didn't want the brunette to be doing a strip show for her, knowing that she wouldn't be able to talk to her up close, and because she would've gotten a mini heart attack if she were to just see more of the raven beauty's luscious skin.

"Hey.. What's your name?" Paige managed to say casually.

"Kitty." The brunette said, turning her head to the side to see her customer from the corner of her eye.

"Kitty? I meant what's your real name." Paige clarified, trying to talk to this girl the way she planned to.

"Oh. Well I can't really reveal that." The girl said, turning her head back to face away from Paige. Another idea sprouted in her head.

"Alright then. Hey kitty, could you turn around? Do your thing in a reversed position?" Paige said quietly, controlling the tremble in her voice.

Without a word, kitty got off and turned to face her. She looked slightly more confident than before, making Paige squirm unnoticed in her seat. The brunette leaned in towards her, pinning Paige into the back of her seat. "You like it like this?" The brunette whispered into Paige's ear, making her shiver from the warmth of the brunette's breath that touched her skin.

She pulled back and began rocking her hips while straddling Paige. Paige gulped her anxiety and said softly, "Yeah. Actually, I really want to know you.." Looking into the brunette's brown eyes straight on, she felt like she was going to pass out from the extremely fast rate her heart was beating at.

Paige didn't dare to shift her eyes anywhere else, afraid to look at the smooth skin of the raven beauty's cleavage that may be the death of her. When the brunette furrowed her brows in confusion, Paige continued "Come on, we can get out of here. Go somewhere. Anywhere." The brunette looked hesitant.

She bit her lip before she spoke, "Alright. But it's going to cost you. If you want me to leave now when my shift isn't even over, you have to pay up."

"Deal. Let's go. I have my money right here." Paige said after a beat, getting up immediately after kitty got off from her.

She couldn't risk the brunette changing her mind as she hastily walked out of the place, passing a large sum of cash to the person at the counter before exiting with the girl closely behind her. Working as a secret agent, each agent doing field work are given loads of money for their missions, just in case.

"Wow. You must be pretty rich to spend so much on someone you just met." The girl said, following Paige as she stepped out of the strip club. She let kitty's comment pass as she slowed down her pace to walk next to her, taking off her jacket to cover the brunette that barely had enough clothes on. It was dark out, and the night air was cold and chilly.

"Err.. Thanks." The girl said, appreciating the gesture but wondering why she was doing all this for her.

"Don't mention it. Can I ask you something?" Paige said, not looking at the girl beside her. The brunette didn't say anything, questions of her own forming in her head. With all the street lights, she could see Paige's face clearly, looking at her features as she studied the person that paid for her to get out.

"You're not really a stripper, are you?" Paige asked, turning to look at the brunette's direction. Her breath hitched when she saw the brunette studying her; warm brown eyes so deep that you could look at them forever.

"Was I that bad?" The girl said disappointed, her eyes looking straight into Paige's as she slid her hands into the pockets of the jacket.

"Of course not. You blew me away after you whispered in my ear. I'm just saying. You look like a newbie there, that's all." Paige said coolly, earning a grin from the brunette. She had to lie about her speculations because it was the info in the file that stated that Emily applied to this job recently, explaining why she could be found there.

"Yeah. You're right. Tonight's kind of my first time actually. Did I do a good job and turn you on?" The brunette asked before turning away with a cheeky grin. Paige let out a nervous laughter. She looked at the ground, embarrassed to face the girl.

"I guess.. I'm Paige, by the way." She said, deciding to switch topics before she died of embarrassment.

"Emily. Kitty is just my stage name." She said, looking at Paige. "I'm actually quite lucky to get a girl as my first customer." She added softly.

"Why so?" Paige tilted her head to face Emily, curious to know her reason.

"Well, for starters I'm gay." Emily said nonchalantly, looking at Paige's widened eyes. "You're gay too right? I mean, you did ask for female strippers after all." She continued, looking around to see where they were going.

"Yeah. I am. Sorry, I'm just a little shock because I didn't expect you to be one." Paige said distractedly as she led the way to her car. She opened the door of her car for Emily to get in, closing it after her and made her way to the driver's seat. Paige felt a little uneasy.
Why did she just follow me without contemplating? she thought. "You're shocking me for the second time." Paige said, as she took her car keys out.

"Why's that?" Emily asked, looking around the car.

"You just followed a stranger to her car. How's that supposed to make me feel?" Paige questioned, looking at the girl seated beside her.

"Well, for a stranger, why did you spend so much money on me?" Emily answered with a question, turning to look at Paige in the eye.

"I told you, I wanted to get to know you. But I'm just surprised because I thought you wouldn't follow strangers so easily without thinking. Didn't your parents teach you not to follow strangers?" Paige said, sounding rather concerned after knowing that Emily dared to do such things.

"Okay first of all, I didn't know you 'buy' to get to know people. That's pretty low." Emily shot, crossing her arms defensively.
"Secondly, I'm following my instincts and it's telling me that I can trust you. I'm 20 years old for crying out loud, following strangers is my own damn business, not my parents'. I'm capable of looking after myself 'mum'." she added sarcastically at the end of her sentence, looking out of the window. Paige looked at her sadly. She thought about what she said, chastening herself inwardly for mentioning Emily's parents.

"I'm sorry. I just thought you could be more careful. And your instincts are quite reliable. You can trust me." Paige said earnestly, inserting the car keys into the ignition. Silence filled the car as the sound of the engine started. Emily's thoughts went back on what Paige said about following strangers.

"Why are you concerned about me? You don't even know me, and I'm just following you because you paid me to. It's a lot of money and I need it, so I don't really care about what you're gonna do to me." Emily said offhandedly, sounding rather harsh as she tried to set things straight.

"What happened to your senses? Even if you need the money, you shouldn't be doing such a low job! There are plenty of other jobs out there, why be a stripper? That's just being cheap! And I don't need to know you to be concerned about you. I just have to be." Paige said, feeling hurt at the fact that this girl made herself to have zero value.

"Why do you care about what I work as? That's none of your business and no, you don't have to be concerned about me! You're just a stranger to me remember?" Emily said, raising her voice a little as she began to feel pissed.

"That's it. I don't care. I'm not gonna let you go back there anymore. You're under my protection, no objections." Paige said, shifting the gear and driving out of the car park.

"What's your deal?! I don't need your protection, I'm fine. Who said I'm gonna follow you anyways?" Emily said, not believing what the other girl just said as she turned her body to face her.

"Oh, no one said anything about you following me." Paige said, eyes never leaving the road as she looked at Emily from the corner of her eye, "I'm going to follow you." She added after a beat, smirking inwardly as she imagined the confusion written all over Emily's face.
After talking about the issue they were in for a while, Emily gave up trying to understand the girl and her intentions, and allowed Paige to tag along with her. She didn't look like a threat and since Paige is kinda rich, she couldn't possible do anything to her, assuming she has everything she needs. Emily trusted her gut in this. However, she did need the protection due to her current situation, but she hasn't open up to Paige about that yet. This made her a bit hesitant though. What can another girl, whom Emily doesn't even know, do to protect her?