TPV
The woman relaxed against her lover's bare chest in only a simple tank top with paper and a pen in her hands. The touch of her soft body made him sigh in bliss.
He glanced down at her arms which were covered with reminders of her near-to-death experience and her story of survival. He leaned down to kiss her bare shoulder, proud of her for being a fighter.
She always has been the one-fighter!
"Hmm... how happy I feel while adding another tick to the list of our targets!" She exclaimed happily, which made him smile.
He peeked in the list over her shoulder to see that more than half of the names got the ticks.
"Now only a few remain." She said with a frown.
"I seriously don't know why we are waiting for so long when we can easily have both our main targets.
Elena was right there in that coffee shop when I pushed that motherfucker from the roof of the same building.
