章節 30: 25. Ayesha

I stood by the window, staring out at the city as the Sun was rising. As Zoya, Sweety and Sheena were giving me a head.

Cough...

Well, These few days I have only been fucking around with them in the house. As I have already completed the mission thanks to my technopathy, the original data had been replaced with that of spies who were no longer alive, making it seem like the information Kidwai held was still valuable.

But now comes the tricky part. Waiting for Tiger and the new ISI agent.

Yes 'New ISI agent ' I got this data while searching for Tiger.

Because of my interference, they can't appoint Zoya for the mission, so ISI chose a different Agent.

And why I am waiting for Tiger.

Just after getting the data and giving it to RAW,

DG again Gives me a mission and before I could refuse.

Ding!

-Mission : Help Tiger

reward: Ability Evolution card

Mission Description:?

the system gives me a mission, the reward was good but a question mark.

Well DG thought it would take some time before I could complete, to say directly he underestimated me.

__FlashBack__

"You really underestimated me, don't you?"

"Well, what can I say, but in this mission you just have to make sure. Tiger don't Kill anyone and help him only when he needs it."

"Then, can I ask something in return?"

"What you want?"

"I will tell, after the mission."

__End__

So, this mission I will be working with Tiger or more like a babysitter.

.......

"Ok, Girls. I'll be back from time to time or you all can go shopping."

"Here's My card you don't have to worry about money."

I threw my Black Card at them and then, I activated my teleportation ability, disappearing in front of them.

......

.Secret HQ of Raw.

Tiger was sizing me up as soon as I appeared. His gaze swept over me, assessing, but I could tell he didn't find me particularly impressive.

"Hi, Tiger," he said, a smirk playing at his lips.

I nodded in response. "Narach."

He raised an eyebrow, the smirk widening slightly. "You've got to be kidding me. You don't look like the Narach I've heard about. The guy's supposed to wear a black hoodie, stay in the shadows, mysterious and all that."

I gave a slight shrug, my expression nonchalant. "And you believe that without proof?"

"RAW doesn't even have a photo of Narach," Tiger replied with a chuckle. "They say he's special, like some kind of ghost."

"Ok, I am not Narach, I was just kidding you can call me Dev." I leaned back, watching him closely.

Tiger didn't press further. He pulled out his phone, scanning the encrypted messages. "So, you're just here to watch while I handle the mission, huh?"

I smiled. "Exactly. I'll only step in if you really need me. Babysitting duty, you know?"

He rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed, before getting back to the point. "Do you know how I can get close to Anwar Jamaal Kidwai? Or you are-"

Before he finishes his sentence I pulled out my phone, and threw it at Tiger as he checked the encrypted messages.

"Her name's Ayesha. Your target caretaker."

Tiger nodded, his demeanor shifting into mission mode. "What's the plan?"

I pulled out a tablet from inventory

"Now, where did you take it out from?" (Tiger)

Ignoring him I swiped through the details of the mission.

"We'll split into two teams. You will take the lead on getting close to Kidwai and for that you have to get close to Ayesha.

Tiger looked at me.

"And what about you?"

"I am just a backup bro, ensuring that no one from ISI or other foreign agencies gets too close."

'well, leaving Ayesha aside.'

Tiger leaned forward slightly, his brow furrowed. "Just say it directly, u won't do a thing?"

Ayesha met his gaze without flinching. "I don't think. I know."

"What can I do, it's your Shenoy go and talk to him."

Tiger glanced at me, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"You got me this Time."

With the plan set, the room fell into a tense silence. With Tiger I exchanged a few more details about the mission, after all I will be staying in the background, watching. As he prepared to leave, Tiger turned to me.

"You sure you're not coming with me?"

Dev shook his head. "I will always be near you, just call and I will be there for you."

Tiger raised an eyebrow, clearly curious but not pressing for more information. He had heard the rumors about Narach.

But he didn't know if I was really the Narach or not. After all Narach (Me) was an enigma, even to the most seasoned operatives with no information about me.

Tiger left the room, the sound of his footsteps fading down the hallway. I stayed behind for a moment, my mind turning over the events to come.

Especially when it came to Tiger. He had a tendency to get too close to the people he was meant to keep at a distance.

'Hide Presence'

As I stepped out of the room through the window and fading into sunlight, I couldn't help but wonder what Tiger's next move would be and how Ayesha would fit into the picture.

.......

Ayesha Hostel Room__(Night time)

I leaned against the wall, letting the shadows of the room wrap around me as I watched the interaction between Tiger and Ayesha unfold. Neither of them had any idea I was here, observing them.

Ayesha intrigued me. Sharp, calculated, and in control—qualities I admired, but I also knew how easily things could spiral when emotions got involved.

From the shadows, I see Tiger cooking really well.

I just Teleported from there as there's nothing to see. But not before using my new skill I got from the Devil Card.

.Mating Aura

*Description: The user radiates an intense energy field around the Target, drawing in potential partners or user can also choose a partner for the Target and sparking an immediate desire for mating (Sex).

......

I reappeared in Ayesha's room, expecting to find them wrapping things up, but nope—Tiger and Ayesha were still at it. I hadn't expected the Mating Aura to work this well, but I guess I underestimated the ability.

"Sigh~"

I let out a small, amused sigh. This was going to take a while.

Rather than standing around awkwardly, I decided to give them their privacy. They were both too distracted to notice me anyway. I stepped back and teleported out of the room, giving them all the time they needed. After all, there was no rush for me, and the mission wouldn't be compromised by this little detour.

Hours passed, and when I finally sensed that things had calmed down, I reappeared in the room. The energy had completely shifted. Tiger and Ayesha were lying on the bed, both exhausted, their clothes strewn around the room. They had no idea I had been watching earlier, and now they were too spent to even care about anything else.

I leaned against the wall, waiting patiently for Tiger to come back to his senses. He'd done his part—maybe a little too well. Now it was time to get back on track.

........

___Third Person POV___

-Few hours later-

As Tiger and Ayesha sat on the edge of the bed, their hearts racing, still wanting to go at it. But one thing is sure, in this aftermath of their first encounter.

Tiger, usually composed and guarded, found himself drawn to Ayesha in a way he hadn't experienced before. The warmth of her presence lingered, and he felt a rush of emotions he couldn't quite articulate.

Tiger: "You know, I didn't expect to feel this way," he confessed, his voice low but steady. "I mean, we barely know each other, but… there's something about you."

Ayesha looked at him, surprise flickering in her eyes. She had always kept her emotions at bay, focused on her work and responsibilities. But with Tiger, it felt different. She could sense the sincerity in his words and found herself captivated by him.

Ayesha: "I feel it too. It's strange, isn't it? I never thought I could feel this connection with someone I just met."

Tiger nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. He was acutely aware that this was more than just physical attraction; there was a spark between them that was undeniable. They were both treading carefully, knowing the complexities of their respective missions, yet the feelings blossoming between them felt real and intense.

They exchanged shy glances, both of them starting to lean into the emotional bond that was forming.

Tiger: "I want to get to know you better, Ayesha. Not just as anyone, but as a person. What do you enjoy? What makes you laugh?"

Ayesha felt a flutter in her chest at his genuine interest. No one had ever taken the time to ask her about herself like this. It was refreshing.

Ayesha: "I love reading—especially thrillers. And I enjoy cooking. It's a way for me to unwind after a long day."

Tiger: "You cook? Maybe you can teach me sometime. I'm not the best in the kitchen."

Ayesha laughed softly, the sound warm and inviting.

Ayesha: "It's a deal, but be warned, I'm a tough teacher."

The playful banter was a welcome shift from the earlier tension, and they both found themselves leaning closer, their walls gradually crumbling. It was as if they were drawn to each other, the chemistry undeniable.

As they shared stories and laughter, the realization hit them both: they were beginning to fall for each other. It was exhilarating and terrifying all at once.

In a world filled with deception and danger, they were both searching for something genuine something that felt like a safe haven amidst the chaos.

But neither of them fully understood the implications of this connection.

......

As they moved around the room, getting dressed and preparing to leave after their unexpected time together, they maintained their roles seamlessly.

Ayesha: "So, when are you planning to meet Mr. Kidwai again?" she asked, fastening the last button on her shirt, her voice casual but curious.

Tiger: "Tomorrow, if you can arrange another interview. He's not exactly keen on talking about the details I need," Tiger said, keeping up his cover as a writer. "But I think I've earned a bit of his trust."

Ayesha smiled, though there was something guarded behind her eyes. She was playing the perfect role of the concerned caretaker, masking her true intentions beneath that composed exterior.

Ayesha: "He can be difficult, but I'm sure he'll open up to you. Just don't push too hard. His health isn't what it used to be."

As they finished preparing to leave, the faint footsteps outside served as a reminder that the world was still moving, still closing in on them. Neither of them had the full picture, and both were too caught up in their cover identities to see the game being played around them. But still they are falling.

Falling for each other.