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She refers to herself as ‘Ada Wong’. That’s the name she tells you. She always kept to herself and never mentioned much about her personal life.
Her demeanour was cold—palpable even, she had the innate charm which left others intrigued, those never questioned her intentions, they’d turn a blind eye until it was late; Ada was ultimately a mercenary who would stay loyal to her employer until her own judgments found what was right.
When it came to you, her choice of words when she chose to speak were brief and cryptic. Each sentence leaves unwrapped layers and untold knaveries. Leaving your curious mind to yearn for more info, in fact yearning to learn more about her.
It seemed as if your encounters with her gradually became longer, she’d let you in on any intel which she thought was suitable for that moment in time. Among all the women you encountered, one held your attention. The one who never told you her name until you met her a few meetings later. Ada did warm up to you, filling in the missing information on her life to you, but it didn’t take long for her to take an interest in you.
Ada never thought she’d gain an attraction to another person, with her line of work, alongside being mostly private, she always worried how long it would take before she was gone, or if you were to disappear altogether. So, Ada decided to take that risk.
Ada had an effect on you, an effect you’d be willing to give into. From her gaze to her touch making you feel weak in her presence. You felt a connection growing between you two, yet she didn't want to admit it at first, but you knew you were falling for her.
She’d speak to you about her missions. It was during these conversations that Ada would describe her missions, her previous relationships, and one man at the time, Leon. His name made you jealous, but with Ada's reassurance, you quickly realised the jealousy had been washed away. With that thought always lingering in your mind, she was willing to share any information on when they would meet.
Ada made it a point to spend every waking moment with you whenever one of her missions came to an end. She was practically hooked to you by the hip.
There were countless times when she’d had her hands on you, whether it maybe her fingertips gliding over your face as if it were a canvas. Tracing the contours of your cheeks, jaw, and chin. Each touch left goosebumps, her fingers were warm, each caress sending shivers down your spine instantly awakening you. Ada savoured your warmth, she felt her own warmth blending with yours.
Or when it came to your eyes meeting, it was another story. With those glances exchanged it shared a world of unspoken emotions. With a gentle sigh, she drew you in close and kissed you, as soon as her lips met yours; there was an undeniable magnet that pulled both of you and held you close.
It was a journey of affection rather than a quick kiss. Ada's lips made a delicate, caressing touch as they touched yours. Every inch of your skin tingled in anticipation, stealing your breath away.
The taste of her lips were sweet but soft yet, they were intoxicating. The world around you both ceased to exist as you both savoured the moment. You were bound to have her lipstick stain your lips once she’s done.
Was it bad that Ada didn’t want to let go?
With all good things, those good things had to eventually end as Ada’s cell phone rang. She took the liberty of ignoring the first ring, but when it came to an end and resumed its sound cycle, that's when she finally drew away from your embrace, letting out a soft "sorry."
Ada walked out of the room, and you can hear a distinct discussion in the background as she converses with the person over the phone, You knew exactly how this was going to go. Ada had another mission to attend to. This meant she’d be gone for however long. But this was what you signed up for, getting into a relationship with a mercenary.
Moments pass and Ada returns, there she is, taking a place next to you, with a soft smile as she looks at you in your eyes, her expression was solemn. She settled down in that once-empty space and took your hand in hers, her fingers gently intertwining with yours, offering a reassuring squeeze. Sending shivers down your spine. The sensation of her fingertips tracing a delicate pattern over your knuckles.
You already knew what she was about to say, the room seemingly starting to fill in what was unspoken. Ada couldn’t put it into words, so you spoke up “Another mission I presume?”
“Yes… as much as I don’t want to go. I have to make the client happy…” She sighed.
“Do you have to go?” A question you would say each time.
“It’ll only be a couple of days darling” Ada replied, giving you another reassuring squeeze. “You know… If you’d like, I can bring you back a little souvenir?”
You lightly chuckled, “Of course, I’d like a souvenir if you promise to be safe.”
“I’m always safe, but I promise I’ll be safe,” Ada reassures you, her voice carrying a hint of sincerity. She released her gentle grip on your hands and instead cupped your cheeks with her warm palms. Her touch is soothing, caressing your skin as she drew you closer.
Her lips met yours in a lingering kiss. For a couple of moments, time stood still for a while and Ada eventually pulled away looking at you and a playful chuckle escaped her lips, causing you to be confused.
“What’s so funny?” You ask Ada.
“You have a little something on your lips” She points out, making you stand up from your place to check in the mirror, to see Ada’s lipstick smeared across your lips.
“This is going to stain…”
Ada grins at your response. “Yes… but that colour does look good on you.”