CHAPTER 1

...Black Widow...

Black Widow, a charming woman to work with.

Her mother had died when she was 6 years old and had lived with her father ever since.

Her heels clicked as she walked through the hall and to an office infront of her.

She knocked on the door, a deep yet experienced voice replied.

"Come in, agent Black Widow..."

She sighed softly and walked in, pushing the door open to be greeted with a smell of musty cologne.

"You called me in, sir?"

she said softly. The man turned around in his seat, facing her in the process.

"No need for the seriousness, querida. Come sit down."

He said happily with a smile. It was her father's office.

Bob Glam, his wife died when he went on an undercover mission with her, he's been taking care of his daughter, Eleanor Glam ever since.

She sighed softly and walked forward, she sat on the chair infront of his desk.

"You're crédulo, father..."

She said sternly but couldn't help but chuckle.

Bob chuckled softly and hummed.

"I have a mission for you... an undercover operation..."

Suddenly, his voice became a bit sorrowful and guilty...

"Why do you sound so... guilty...?"

Eleanor asked softly with a tilt to her head.

"Its the same mission that me and your mother went on... I'm sorry but you're the only good agent, I don't want to send you out on this mission..."

Bob replied and rubbed his temple weakly.

"Father... I don't think that way. I understand how dangerous it is, but it's for the good of this country."

She spoke seriously and runs a hand through her silky, dark brown hair.

"I understand... but por favor be careful...?"

Bob replied and sighed...

Eleanor nodded slightly and stood up, dusting her dress lightly.

"I'll be on my way, is there a deadline?"

She asked and he shook his head.

"No, take your tiempo."

He replied softly.

She nodded calmly and walked off. Bob sighed softly and muttered seamless things.

Eleanor got the location of the mission and got ready.

It was a party in korea, mafias from around the world were there to celebrate a birthday. According to Bob, it's Daehyun Kim's birthday, born in a family with a long line of mafias and criminals, it was his 25th birthday and his father, the very man who killed Eleanor's mother, is obviously going to be there to announce his retirement.

Eleanor got to the agency jetpad, waiting for a jet to get her all the way from Spain to Korea.

"Camilla, what's the ETD?"

Eleanor asked calmly, pushing up her thick sunglasses.

"The jet will be here by around 9am."

Camilla replied while checking her notepad with various documents clipped on. Camilla was Eleanor's assistant, not most of the time because Eleanor likes to work alone and avoid having relationships.

"I'll be there by night, ready for the fiesta the next night..."

Eleanor muttered to herself.

"Right. Please call the agency or me if anything goes South?"

Camilla asked softly, Eleanor replied with a slight nod.

Finally, the jet landed on the jetpad, the wind whistling as it did. Eleanor's hair swayed in the wind behind her as she walked forward to the now calmed down jet.

"Nos vemos pronto, Camilla."

Eleanor waved lightly as she walked up the jet stairs and inside the jet. The door slammed shut behind Eleanor.

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