Agent X

Chapter 17: Jealous? Of Course Not!

*GIULIANA’S POV*

From where I am now standing I can see Zac waiting beside the supermarket’s entrance, with all the bags of clothes, shoes, and other necessities that I bought earlier.

I stopped walking and just observed him as he keeps checking his phone and looking around, and that’s when he saw me staring at him.

“So are you just going to stand here?” I heard Aileen as she stood beside me.

“Shut up,” I replied to her and she just giggled at me, which made me wonder.

“What’s so funny, Ai?” I asked and she just smiled at me while poking me at my side.

“Yieee…do you like him now?” Aileen raised the most stupid question that I have heard.

“What? Of course not,” I replied and started walking towards Zac.

“If you say so, my in denial friend,” I heard her uttered but I just ignored her.

That’s utter nonsense. Why would I like him? Zac is an enemy and someone that I must kill, someday. I thought as I approached Zac.

“Where the hell did you go!?” he asked furiously but I just smiled at him, then I saw him staring at my shirt.

“What’s wrong?” I inquired and he just shook his head at me before he looked into my eyes again.

“We should go home now, we will be meeting with a very important person,” he said and I knew who he’s talking about.

I never imagined that I will be so famous to the point that I will have an audience with the president himself. I thought as I nodded my head at Zac.

“Oh, wait, I still have to grab my stuff from Aileen’s car,” I remembered and he nodded his head.

“Then, let’s go to the parking lot. Which side did you park on?” Zac asked Aileen behind me.

“Ah no, it’s across the street since there’s no more available parking space here,” Aileen answered and she looked at me so I just smiled secretly at her.

“I see. Alright then, let’s go now,” Zac said and carried all the bags of stuff I bought.

“Here, let me help you,” I volunteered and was about to take the three bags from the floor when Zac suddenly grabbed my hand. I looked at him and he’s just picking up all of the bags with his right hand.

“I can handle it,” he said without letting go of my hand.

I stared at his big and warm hand that holds mine with a firm grip as if he does not want me to leave his side.

“Ohhh holding hands while walking huh?” I heard Aileen’s teasing voice as she walked beside me, at my left.

“Haha very funny,” I sarcastically replied to her and she just looked at me with a silly smile on her face and moving her eyebrows up and down, so I just shook my head at her in disbelief.

“Whatever you’re thinking about, that’s not going to happened Ai,” I replied to her.

“You said something?” Zac asked and I just gave him a fake smile before shaking my head as a no so he nodded his head and transferred his gaze in front of him.

“We’ll see about that, Giul,” Aileen whispered at my left ear but I decided to just ignore her nonsense teasing and just focused on walking out of the mall.

After a few more steps and crossing the street, we have finally reached Aileen’s car in an underground parking lot of a motel.

“Nice car, what brand is it?” Zac asked and I can see in his eyes the admiration for Aileen’s car, which made me wonder if he is a fan of cars.

“Thanks! It was a gift from my brother. It’s a Maserati Quattroporte Trofeo,” Aileen answered as she stroke her car with her left hand and lean on it, which made me roll my eyes secretly.

“Wow, I heard that costs a minimum of seven million pesos?” Zac said as he checked the car’s front tire.

“Yeah and it’s super fast too,” Aileen replied.

“Are you two done?” I asked in a bored tone of voice which caught their attention then Aileen giggled so I glared at her.

“Haha don’t worry Giul, I won’t take your husband, I don’t want to be called a mistress,” Aileen joked as she pulled out the car’s key and opened the driver’s seat, then she opened the trunk, which revealed my black bag so I quickly grabbed it and closed the car’s trunk.

“Thanks, Ai,” I said and started walking out of the parking lot. I did not bother calling Zac and just left him there.

“Hey! Giuliana!” I heard him calling my name but I did not look behind me and just keep walking.

“Uh nice car,” I heard Zac again and this time I am so pissed now that I am only trying to control myself from grabbing my gun from the bag that I am carrying.

I walked even faster and crossed the street. I don’t care anymore if Zac is following me or not, I can just hijack his car and take it home.

As I am nearing his car, a familiar hand grabbed my left hand, but due to my reflexes, I instantly dropped the bag on the floor and grabbed the hand of this person, and twist it behind his back.

“Ack!” he yelped as he kneeled in front of me, and that’s when I realized who this man is.

“Giuliana, will you let go of my hand already?” I can hear the pain in Zac’s voice but since I am pissed by him, my grip tightened and he groaned in pain.

“Argh! What is wrong with you?” he asked so I let go of him and picked up the bag where all my stuff are sealed.

“Nothing, it’s just my reflexes,” I answered and stood in front of the trunk as I watched him stood up while holding his left hand. Then, he clicked the remote of his car and opened the trunk so I put the bag inside before he opened the passenger seat’s door, and without saying anything, I slid in and closed the door, then, I put on my seat belt.

We left the mall in silence, but I can see him taking glimpses of me. I looked at him and saw him looking at me, so I raised my right eyebrow at him and he just shook his head, then I noticed him driving with one hand only.

“Does it hurt?” I asked and used my lips to point at his left hand on top of his lap.

“Just a bit, but it’s bearable,” he answered which made me feel a bit guilty.

Wait, what!? Why would I feel guilty? It’s his fault for suddenly grabbing my hand! Besides, what do I care if he’s injured or not? Tsk! I thought and just shut my mouth as I leaned on the backrest of the seat.

Time passes by and we have reached his house, just in time when his phone rang.

“Sir? I see…Yes, sir, we will prepare now,” I heard Zac said as he opened the trunk. I quickly took the bag from the trunk and went in front of his house.

I should really have a spare key. I thought and rolled my eyes at him as he looked at me, which made him curious. When he unlocked the door, I instantly went into his bedroom and locked the door, then I secretly placed all of my stuff, including the guns and ammunition in the empty cabinet that I found inside his room.

After completely hiding the guns and ammunition, I opened the door and walked towards the kitchen where I saw him drinking a glass of water. He saw me as well but I did not say anything to him.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Why are you frowning like that?” he asked.

“Tch! Go asked Aileen or whatever,” I muttered as I grab the jar of cookies.

“Wait, what? Don’t tell me you’re acting like that because you’re jealous?” he asked so I glared at him and rolled my eyes.

“Of course not, why would I be?” I replied to him and walked out of the kitchen and straight to the living room and just watched a movie.

I spent all the afternoon in the living room with a jar of cookies and a huge glass of water that Zac gave to me with an insult saying that I am going to get fat because of eating too many sweets.

When the clock hits the time of 5:30 pm, I took a bath and change my clothes into a red chiffon dress with a thigh-high slit on the right and a deep v neckline that reaches the bottom line of my bre*st. I paired it with a black stiletto, then I just let my hair down with its natural wavy curls before I put on a light makeup with cherry red lipstick.

Once I am done preparing myself I went out of the bedroom and saw Zac waiting in the living room. He is now wearing a black suit paired with black pants. He’s also wearing a white polo inside with a red tie. He wore his black formal shoes too.

“Zac,” I called him and he stood up and turned around to face me. Then, I saw how his eyes scan my appearance from my head to toe, then, back to my head, again and again with his mouth slightly open.

“Are you done checking me out?” I asked with a smile on my face.

“Huh? Ah yeah… I mean, we should go now, the president is waiting,” he said and quickly grabbed his key from the drawer.

I walked towards him and once he faced my direction, I reached for his tie and fixed it for him. I can sense his eyes staring at me and I don’t mind at all, I like how he looks at me, it makes my body heat up with pleasure, making me feel more beautiful and sexy.

After fixing his tie, we both went out of his house and ride our way to the PBI’s compound, where a lounge for VIPs such as the president of this country, is located for their entertainment and relaxation. Base on the information that I have gathered about it, this place is located inside the compound because it is the safest place for VIP people.

After an hour, we reached the compound and I instantly noticed how strict the security now unlike before that I can easily sneak in and out of this place.

“You have prepared this much just for one man?” I scoffed as I stared at the number of police seen around the compound.

“That man is the president of this country, so yes, we prepared so much for his safety and convenience,” Zac replied so I looked at him and smirked.

“So why are you taking me to him? Have you not thought of me attacking the president himself once I saw him face to face?” I asked and he just looked at me, then he looked at the road in front.

“No, I don’t think you would do that,” he replied.

“What makes you say that?” I questioned and as the car stopped in front of the lounge’s entrance, he looked straight into my eyes with a serious look.

“Because if you do that, I will not hesitate to kill you myself,” he answered, and for some reason, I was speechless. I am just sitting there, watching him as he removes his seat belt and car key, and steps out of his car. My eyes followed him as he walked towards the passenger’s seat and opened the door for me. He reached out his hand so I took it and he assisted me as I stepped out of the car too.

“Chief!” We both heard a familiar voice so we turned around and saw Zac’s men approaching us. They are all wearing a formal suit, and Martha is also wearing a black turtle neck fitted dress which really emphasized her b*tt.

“Hi!” I greeted them all and the boys smiled, waved, and nodded their heads at me, while Martha just looked at my dress, and it seems she hates my fashion as a liberated woman.

“Good evening, chief,” Martha greeted Zac with a smile but the latter just nodded at her, and from there, I already know that she likes Zac, but sorry for her, this man is mine, and mine alone.

“Shall we go inside? We don’t want to keep the president waiting,” I invited and they all agreed.

As I started walking to the door, I felt Zac’s right hand snaked in my waist and pulled me towards him, so I looked at him and he’s just looking in front with his stern expression, but then, he looked at me so I gave him a smile and he just smiled back at me.

Gosh! He looks so handsome! I thought as I tried to calm my beating heart.

“You should smile more often,” I whispered at him which made him curious.

“Huh?” the only thing that he said so I smiled at him again and saw him looking at me.

“Because you look so handsome when you do that,” I admitted to him and I like how his eyes widen with the sudden compliment from me, then, he immediately looked away, but I can see his ears blushing which made me smile even more.

After that, we remained silent until we reached a black door with golden linings and carvings as its design. It also has a golden doorknob. There’s also a small speaker at the left side of the door which I guess is connected inside the room.

Zac knocked three times and waited for the person inside to open the door, but then, the speaker was the first one to turn on.

“Name,” just a single word uttered by the man in the speaker and Zac replied with his full name, together with his title as the PBI Chief. Then, after a few seconds, the door opened and we are allowed to get inside.

The place is covered in red, black, and gold paints, displays, furniture, and everything else inside this room. I also noticed two men sitting on the couch and another man walking back and forth in the middle of the room. I raised my eyebrow as to question his weird behavior but I did not bother saying anything.

“General,” Zac called then the man who was walking restlessly turned to face him, so Zac removed his hand from my waist and gave him a salute, while this General simply nodded his head and started walking back and forth again.

“Sir, if I may ask, what’s wrong? You seem to be restless,” Zac asked and we all waited for the general’s reply.

“The president has been kidnapped by some unknown men,” the man with white hair answered instead of the general.

“What!?” everyone else, except me and the two men sitting on the couch and the general, said in unison. Then, the general approached my husband and looked straight into his eyes.

“Chief Lazano, I am giving you your top and most urgent mission, take your men and rescue the President and bring him here, safe and alive,” the general commanded.

“Yes, sir!!!” Zac and his subordinates answered.

Hmm? A rescue mission for the president himself? But the big question is, who kidnapped the president of this country? I thought as I stared at the men sitting on the couch.