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I’m bored so i’ve started writing a story on wattpad, thought i’d post chapter one here as well cuz yk y not?

Operation Cattivo

Undercover Agent Aurora Banks has been sent to infiltrate the Angelo family, a powerful Mafia family in Sicily, Italy. After all, Agent Aurora Banks is well known for her organized and logical thinking. No one doubted that she'd succeed in this operation, not even herself. As far as she was concerned, she was ready for anything! Well, almost anything - she was not ready to bump into her rival, Agent Lola Rodríguez, on the same operation.

Tw: she like kills a rat, first time writing, probs lots of mistakes

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The stunning green eyes of a woman scanned the dim alleyway, taking in her miserable surroundings. The glistening moonlight illuminated the grimy walls of the run down buildings that towered over, casting shadows that danced beneath the flickering street lamps. The overpowering stench of the vile mixture of the must from the narrow passageway and the acrid fumes of stale cigarette smoke invaded her senses. The sound of her leather boots echoed against the damp pavement that lay underneath her sturdy heels, the noise bouncing off the brick walls and settling in the suffocating atmosphere.

As the figure paused before a dilapidated hotel, the atmosphere grew darker. With a quick fumble in the pocket of her black cargo pants, the woman retrieved her phone and flipped it open, the faint glow casting shadows along the dusty walls and brightening the scene.

She reached out to the stiff door handle, the cobwebs that dressed the old timber door in veils of fine, white lace breaking under her rough touch. The creaking of the old door screeched through the thick silence as she pushed it open, letting out a chilling gust of air that bit icicles into her olive skin.

The lady's piercing green eyes scanned the building in front of her, checking the address on her phone that she holds with her leather glove clad hand. Once satisfied, she nodded to herself and took a tentative step inside. A strand of her long black hair brushed against her defined face, a small scowl etched onto her features. She furrowed her dark, thick yet neat eyebrows, her calculating eyes narrowing as she took in her surroundings. She took in the musty smell of the aging carpet, the dingy walls and the flickering lights before stepping further into the building.

The woman wrinkled her nose in disgust as a rat skittered across the repulsive carpet. An audible gag escaped her parted lips, painted in a maroon lipstick, as she witnessed the sight. A sudden loud bang rung through the still air, a small black pistol held in her steady hand aimed at the now dead rat.

"How unfortunate." she muttered with a cold, void of emotion intonation. She quickly tucked the deadly weapon back into her belt that hugged her waist. Not showing an ounce of mercy towards the creature.

Upon approaching the front desk, she noted the absence of any receptionist and decided to take matters into her own hands.

Confidently and with purpose, she leaned over the desk and plucked a room key off its hook. Walking towards her room, she took long, confident strides. As she is face to face with the door of her room, she roughly shoved the key into the keyhole and twisted. Without hesitation, she barged into the room, slamming the door behind her, and set down her black duffel bag on the floor. The woman reached down, grasped the zipper on the bag, and tugged it open. She pulled out a stunning dress. The dress was black, sparkly, and expensive-looking, it had a high split up her thigh and a semi-low neckline. The luscious dress matched the pair of black, sparkly stilettos that she also revealed from the spacious bag.

The woman swiftly brought the dress, heels, and some other accessories and items into the bathroom. Neatly folding the dress on the bathroom counter and placing the heels on the cold tiled floor.Plugging in her curling iron and blow dryer before turning on the shower. In a hurry, she discarded her clothes on the bathroom floor and stepped into the shower. She lathered herself with vanilla and almond scented soap, especially making sure to thoroughly wash her hair with the same-scented shampoo and conditioner. After her cleansing, she took a step out the shower onto the rugged mat, quickly wrapping a towel around herself. She dried her hands and blow-dried her gorgeous, long, black hair, which cascaded down her shoulders. Just as she was halfway through curling her hair, her phone rang on the counter, vibrating forcefully reflecting her assertive personality. The ringers name: "Boss.". She picked up the phone, putting it on loud speaker.

"Agent Aurora Banks?" , a dim voice questioned on the other side of the phone."Yes, Sir. Agent Aurora Banks. About to set forth 'Operation Cattivo'", she returned in the same dim voice.

Agent Aurora Banks. An undercover agent sent on 'Operation Cattivo'. The infiltration of the Angelo family, an infamous Mafia group in Sicily, Italy. Agent Banks works as an Agent in England, yet has been selected to go undercover for the Italian police.