Tom Holland

I am awakened by my phone ringing and see that Harrison is calling me. I look around and see that I have fallen asleep on the couch and she is lying next to me. My beautiful girl. I kiss her hairline and take my phone and go to the kitchen. I should be used to getting up early, but the night with y/n went pretty long. I pick up and immediately Harrison's voice comes to me. "Tom, we saw him again. He was walking around the building at four am today and you can see on the security cameras that he was taking pictures," annoyed, I snort and hang up. I missed the date with y/n because of this agent.

As two cold hands wrap around my arm, I turn around and look into her beautiful eyes. Sleepily, she smiles at me. I take her chin and pull her towards me like this to kiss her. Her lips are so soft, it's like lying on clouds. "Good morning baby, did you sleep well?", I ask her, stroking her hair back. "Your couch is pretty comfortable, so I slept very well. This is the first time I've been able to sleep in for months," she confesses to me. She deserved much more than her small apartment in the middle of London. My phone vibrates again and this time a message from Harrison telling me to come to my office real quick. "Baby, I need to get to my office now. My men have already taken all your things overnight and put them away. Please make yourself at home and if anything happens, let Nils know. He will contact me." She takes my hand and cuddles up to my arm. "Why can't I just come to your office?" she asks me, looking down at the floor.

"It's better if you stay out of my business," I explain here, but instead of understanding she just walks away without saying anything. Why is she always so stubborn? Annoyed, I roll my eyes and go up to my office where Harrison is already waiting for me. "Then tell me why I'm supposed to be here now," I look at him sternly and already see the mountain of paper he has in his hand. He hands it to me and I look at everything very carefully. "We took a closer look at the surveillance cameras and were able to identify the man. It is Ethan Yates-", I look up at him and he immediately goes quiet. "What was he doing here?", I ask him sternly. "That's the problem. We have no idea what he wants here. We couldn't find him in our whole system." He answered me and I could burst with anger. "How could he not be in our system?!", I yell at him. Despite all that he is my best friend, he has to do his job here, like everyone else, and whoever makes mistakes gets kicked out. "I don't know. We'll track him down and then I'll let you know," I snort out loud and give him a stern look. "You have two days to find out, if you don't have anything then you're out of here," he nodded and heads for the door but I stop him. "Please tell all the bodyguards to keep an eye on y/n. The whole thing seems strange to me", "Of course", he answers me directly and walks out of my office.
_______________

It's slowly getting dark and the work isn't getting any less. I'm just about to check all the cases when my phone rings. When the display says "Babe", I immediately pick it up and her angelic voice comes to me. "Tom?" she asked me and the way she says my name is just unbelievably hot. Just her voice alone makes me get a boner pressing against the fabric of my pants. "Amore", I answer and I can see the grin of her already literally. "I have a question I'd like to ask in person, but you're still working. When will you finally be back with me?" she speaks to me crying playfully, which makes me grin because she already can't get enough of me. "I'm afraid I don't know Amore. Does it matter then? Did my men do something wrong? Didn't they protect you?!", abruptly I stand up and my heart starts beating really fast. "No, stay calm. The boys took very good care of me, but I can go out without your men," she wants to explain to me.

But on the subject of safety, I'm not kidding. "Amore, don't even try to convince me. Your safety is important. So what do you want to ask me?", first it's quiet and I think it's good that she knows she has respect for me despite everything we have right now. "I want to decorate," it came from the other line. I hung up and immediately went downstairs where her back was to me. She looked at her phone and tried to call me. "Why do you want to decorate?", I asked her and she gets scared and drops the phone. But I catch the not-so-new phone. "Damn it Tom! Don't scare me like that." She punches me in the arm, which honestly turns me on. The way she stands in front of me. I lick my lips, not really listening at all. I put my hands around her waist and pull her closer to me. "What are you doing?" she asks me with a laugh, wrapping her hands around my neck. "Whatever you want to do, do it, but discuss it with me. As long as you don't bring out the color pink you can do it." She smiles at me and kisses me. If I didn't have so much work to do, this would go a completely different way.

"Do you have to work late?" she asked me as she pulled away from our kiss. With her bright eyes she looks at me and I realize how weak I am just by this look. "I'm sorry Amore, but it's going to be very late for me today," I answer her. She just nods and looks at the floor, which makes me think. I knew her heart was broken, but that it was broken so badly, I didn't know. "Alright then, you have to at least show me the bedroom because I'm really really tired and I have to work in the morning too," she plays with the thumb of my shirt and then looks me in the eye. "I'd feel better if you didn't go to work," she shakes her head and moves away from me again, which I absolutely do not like.

"Just because you're rich doesn't mean I'm not going to work. I'm not a woman who gets waited on back to front," she grumbles at me and I can barely listen to her because when she's angry she's even more Attractive. "If you say so baby," now she's glaring at me as I look her up and down. As my phone starts to ring, I quickly take it out of my pocket and pick it up. "Holland," I answer, and I just have to look away from y/n because otherwise I can't concentrate on my work. "We found him," one of my coworkers tells me and then hangs up. I take her hand and intertwine it with mine and walk up the stairs with her.

When we arrive on the second floor, I see from the corner of my eye how she looks at everything closely. When we arrive in the bedroom, she can't get out of her amazement. So far no one has been in my bedroom except me, but with her I know that she is the right one. The other women, were not even close to my bedroom and were anyway never what solid. When she was sitting on the bed like that, all I really wanted to do was rip her clothes off and fuck her up, but my own needs are now in the background. "Baby, I have to go now. I'll be quick," she looks up at me and smiles. So a few minutes ago she was still angry with me? Sometimes I really don't understand the women, I thought to myself. But with her, any mood swing is fine. "Please don't stay away so long. I want to fall asleep the first real night, snuggled up with you," I smiled at her and kissed her hairline.

"See you later amore," I walk out the door and head down a few floors. When I arrive at a large metal door, I scan my fingerprint and it opens. To reveal many monitors and an incredible number of people of mine. When they noticed me they stand up and are very quiet. When I got to the front, I took a closer look at the man. "Information!", I yell and immediately one of my co-workers comes and informs me. "Ethan Yates, 25 years old and is a professional killer for hire. He has been involved in many attacks in the US. He is the father of two younger children. His wife is currently pregnant with their third baby and doesn't know what not even what he does. She thinks he is a big boss of a company," he explains to me, handing me all the papers. "What is he doing here? I've never seen him before!", I mused to myself. "Tom!", Harrison shouts and quickly runs to me and inserts a flash drive into the computer. A surveillance video he shows me and when I look closer, it's the coffee shop where y/n works.

"Are you going to tell me you are spying on my wife or what?", I take him by the collar and he looks at me a little scared, when it comes to my wife I don't care who is in front of me even if it is my best friend. Harrison shakes his head and points to a man who is supposedly doing work but rather keeps looking at y/n. The anger comes up in me and I throw the computer against the wall. Everyone looks at me not knowing what to do now. "If that bastard gets anywhere near her, you're all dead! You will find him and bring him to me immediately and you know where! If he mentions a wrong word about y/n, then you cut off his fingers, so that he only begs for freedom! Find out who his employer is and what his plan is!", I shout loudly. I take my phone and look at the surveillance camera. When I arrive at my bedroom, I see her already asleep. I would love to go to her right away, but work is more important now and speaking of that, my phone rings again. But only y/n is in my thoughts the whole time. __________________________________

It is not my best part now. Unfortunately I don't know if there will be anything until Friday, because I have exams, but I'm doing my best.