Archer
Lyra Vale, pop princess, bright voice, pretty face, one hell of an attitude and now a target for one of the most dangerous cartels ever". My boss Deputy Marshall Anderson Shaw sa8d, throwing a file at my face.
Lyra Vale was by far one of the most attractive woman I ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. She's petite but no fragile, small but not really tiny, 5'3. The kind of small you'd think she could sneak around well but she could sneak around as well as a church bell
Redish hair and I don't mean dyed, like the most celebrities have but her's is really. Wavy, bouncy auburn in colour, long enough I could wrap it around my fist and pull her face towards mine. Brown Eyes, not specifically brown but kinda bourbon colour,,little swirls of gold in them.
Long seductive legs and the body shape of goddess, not teensy but above normal, enough to make a man's head spin, full sensual lips that were made for a microphone, or my lips or for something lower than that. Fuck, I shouldn't be thinking about her like that.
Pale, like vampire pale but in a enticing and it's really pulling me in. She waters old band tees and thigh highs like she's just begging me to rip them off. Fuck she was the literal definition of perfection. She's got a few piercings too, on her nose and ears. She looked like a fucking siren
Anderson opens his phone and shows me a video of Lyra just after the killing of a Marcus Delvey, killed by the cartel leader,Luis "El Cuervo" Morales. Dawn this girl had really done it. Luis Morales was a man who'd been in jail so many times, they set up a special cell just for him.
Instead of blending in with the crowd, Lyra Vale looked like a bright light was being shone on her, her beauty was too radiant, too perfect, to fucking obvious to ignore.
"She's under our witness protection program and I need you to handle"
Oh I would do more than just 'handling' her if he fucking left me with that siren.
"If you need someone to handle her, get a fucking babysitter for her then"
Anderson sighs and continues "She is our biggest client and you're our best agent, it just makes sense to put you both together". I raisean eyebrow, Anderson barely got a word out to me, not to talk less of a compliment.
"She's not my ideal client, she's too loud , too bright, seems very annoying", I say staring intensely at the her in the video. Anderson laughs and I glare at him.
"You don't seem to like her?"
I roll my eyes, idiot. I huff and say "Ugh, fine I'll babysitt the pop star". I say ruffly before he can find out the real reason I want to do the job. I couldn't get too close to Lyra.
Lyra was a siren and there was no fucking way I would let myself drown because that sweet voice she has. I as there to protect her but I would also protect myself from having anything to do with Lyra Vale.