My Undercover Romance

CHAPTER 2

AUDREY'S POV

“Good to have you back, Audrey”.

“Thank you, ma'am”. I nod to my boss and I try to conceal the excitement of finally having a mission. My boss called me and told me she had a mission for me. That was all she said before she cut the call. I put on my uniform with so much glee this morning and went to our usual hideout house as fast as I could.

She has yet to tell me the details of my mission, but I have to be patient. She's shouting at someone on the phone and I feel pity for the person. I never wanted to get on my boss's bad side.

She cuts the call with anger on her face and I stand and look straight, not wanting to anger her further. She turns to me with a less angry face and rubs her head.

“You OK boss”. She nods at me before going to sit on her chair, she sways around her chair for a while and I start to wonder if she'll ever tell me what my mission is about.

“Audrey, you'll be going undercover as a secretary to investigate the source of Liam Quinn's wealth. I need you to do this accurately and on time. We don't have time to waste”. I nod my head at her whilst dancing in my head that I've finally got something to do.

“You have to go in and out, no attachments to anyone, you could seduce him to give you some information. But no attachments are that clear”. I nodded my head at her again.

“ I said, Is. That. Clear?

“Yes Boss”.

“You're going to be staying in the building close to his company and every piece of information you need will be sent to you in a few minutes”. She waves me away and I scurry away from our hideout. I take a taxi to my apartment and as soon I enter, a notification pops up on my phone.

Thank God I'm leaving this stinky hole. If I succeed in this mission, the house assigned to me will be all mine. I entered my room and packed my bags. I only pack my clothes and I lock the apartment.

I go to the landlord and I don't even bother to talk to him, I just drop the keys and get out of the building. I entered the taxi and gave him the location.

Soon we arrived and I got out of the taxi with my luggage. I look at the tall building and I try not to squeal. Before I enter, a man comes to me and hands me a key and a number. It must be my apartment number. I go up the elevator and I immediately find my apartment when I step out of the elevator.

I unlock the door with glee on my face and what I see makes me gasp in wonder. This

The apartment is so big and beautiful. It was well furnished and well organized. I could get used to this. I enter and close the door, I drop my luggage and tour the whole apartment.

I love everything about this apartment. The TV, the bedroom, the bathroom, and the kitchen, I love everything, especially the balcony.

I unpack immediately and get into my sweatshirt and sweatpants. I sighed in contentment as I sat on the couch. This must be the softest couch ever. I unlock my phone and read over everything I have to do to complete my mission. I am to go to the company to request the job of secretary. OK, that can't be hard. Another notification pops up on my phone and it says there are

documents in the drawer next to the bed.

I walked over to the drawer and opened it. They saw some documents and they are the requirements I'd possibly need to get the job.

I walk to the closet and I find multiple corporate and causal clothes, my mouth forms a visible ‘O’ at the amount of clothes and shoes that I see. There is also make-up and other things.

and I have decided I'll arrange them tomorrow.

I hear my phone ding, which means I have a message.

“You start tomorrow”.

“Tomorrow???

Ugh, I have to arrange today then. I drop the snack I found in the kitchen and get to work.

Finally, I'm done with arranging the make-up and the shoes and I'm visibly tired. I lay flat on the bed and closed my eyes trying to get some sleep, but I couldn't seem to sleep.

This always happens before a mission starts. I don't get enough sleep, probably because of the excitement in me that hasn't gone away.

I don't want to research this Liam Quinn, I want to see him first. I bet he's some middle-aged p*****t like the rest of them. He had better not touch me or even say lewd things to me, or I would break his hand and probably destroy his balls. My boss shouldn't hold me accountable if I did that.

My phone rings and the caller ID says Boss. I get the call and she tells me not to break anyone's hand. "What? Is she watching me or does she have cameras hidden in the apartment? How did she know I was thinking about that?

That woman can be scary sometimes. No, she's scared all the time. I've watched her dig her

bear finger into someone's eye just because he didn't get her order right. Surely, the man filed a case against her but she somehow got away with it like she does every day.

I lay fully on the bed and set an alarm for 6 a.m, I had to wake up early for my run and I had to practice my accent. Somehow, I feel something unexpected is going to happen, but I'm no sage or magician am I?

I close my eyes and eventually fall asleep.