Natalia Alianovna

You did it. After a decade of your life spent dedicating yourself to your research and training, you’ve finally made it into the US Secret Service as one of their newest recruits. It hasn’t been easy. It didn’t come without sacrifices. The contract you signed to become the agent you’ve always wanted to be, meant signing away the life you knew before. Your friends, your family, your home. Gone. Those you loved believe you to be dead, and you’ve been moved to the facilities of your department. Alone and uncertain, you decide to seek out advice from your new advisor. But as you make your way down a hallway to their office, you stop in your tracks at the sight of the most stunning woman you’ve ever laid your eyes upon. Her deep auburn hair flows as she turns towards you, her movements like they’re in slow motion. Her glimmering emerald eyes meet your gaze, only for a moment, before shifting down to analyse the rest of you. Her fitted blouse and black skirt complement her curves perfectly, the file in her arms sat on her hip with elegance. Then, within a flash, her attention is gone.