Foto: Rolfe Klement, Corset: Dolce&Gabbana



Can a spy have a love life?






The answer is clear: NO!
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO
IM-PO-SSI-BLE
NO NO NO
НЕЛЬЗЯ!
NON NON NON 

I should tatoo it on my forehead! No matter how many times I’ve done the same mistake. No matter that I am the maximum inteligence unit on the world biggest spy network... I never learn! 
But this time, I almost die trying. He was worth it, inteligent, with a natural beauty, but exotic and so impacting that I felt my face burning when he was close to me. As a result, while his mere presence used to revolutionize my whole hormonal system, his conversation used to stimulate all my neurologic system like only a high level spy interrogation could. 
I understood fast that he was a specimen worth to study more in depth, even to risk some feelings... after all, I my inner danger radar was beating loud inside me. But my heart decided to silence the latent threat instinct after I carried out a grade A investigation on his family, his professional life, his friends circle... 
But I was mistaken... Who tried to kill me? Why the date with the man of my dreams turned my own assassination attempt by poisoning? Who are you Mr. Sik? Who sent you to kill me?