CHAPTER FIVE - TAUNTING JORDAN

Splashing cold water on her face when she got back to her room was needed. Ysabelle could still feel his lips on her own. She screamed in frustration. She felt like doing all sorts of harm to his handsome face. The actor was so sly. He must be delusional. Perhaps he was deprived of love at a young age. He was clingy too. Her head hurts just thinking about him.

Her phone buzzed; it was a message from the major requesting to see her. No doubt, the information had reached his ears. She signed it in defeat. She didn’t want to discuss her first kiss with the major.

There was no way the dratted actor would even know it was her first time. He had taken it as though it was his right.

He no doubt slept with several females, who succumbed to his charm so easily, but she would break his arm despite the code of conduct. She would break his arm and go to prison if she had to.

How dare he take her first kiss?

She walked out of the dorm angry. The junior officers stayed out of her way as she went to the major’s office. She was let in by the soldiers at the door, who saluted her with a hint of a mischievous smile on their lips. Ysabelle gave them both stern looks until their lips contorted into a scared form.

She went in reluctantly as she was called in.

"I am so sorry about that incident. I feel as though I am at fault now for asking you to undertake that task. Perhaps I should assign a male officer to take charge of them. "

"No, I will continue with the team," Ysabelle said, and there was no way she was leaving now. She wanted revenge, plain and simple. And she wouldn’t be able to do it if she was positioned elsewhere. That goddamn actor needed to learn that the sun doesn’t revolve around him.

"I am glad you are not put off. Actually, I called you here to thank you for saving him yesterday. The media attention gotten really worked in our favour. That place was set for spies that might want to come in. It is such an easy place to hide for a spy, yet it is a deadly place. We have seen the skulls of enemy soldiers in there before. We had no idea. That is why everyone is on their guard here. No laxation. So I would like you to get close to the team faster, so you can all work together. "

Ysabelle stood lost. " Sir, I don’t get you. I am working with the team already. "

The major nodded, " Yes, you are. But I want you to work more closely. " he said putting more emphasis on 'More'.

Ysabelle sighed. This was going to be difficult, but she knew better than to ask him nonsense questions. " Yes sir." She replied as expected.

"Especially that actor. I want you to work on your patience level. I know you have a short fuse, but this is important. The mission is for you to get close to him. Close enough. "

"Like a relationship?" Ysabelle asked, the very thought of it making bile rush to her throat. She would kill him before she allowed him to touch her again.

"No, I am not saying that. Just be close and friendly. You don’t have to do what you are not comfortable with. I just need you to get a few things for me. There is a case that has been troubling the system for a while now. I just got the information yesterday. This is very confidential information.

Ysabelle nodded. She had thought as much. There was something about that actor. The producer had panicked more than usual when he discovered it was he who had fallen in the quicksand. He was supposed to be punished for leaving the crew, but nothing seemed to have been done to him. And there was that arrogance with which he carried himself, as though he owned the world.

"I got a message yesterday from the main barracks in the capital. The Bells were linked to a serious, serious criminal case that has been giving us headaches for decades after word got out about your saving him here. Though we are not sure, who exactly among them is pulling the strings. "

"It might as well be Jordan himself. He looked shady, We should gun him down one of these days" Ysabelle said, with malicious intent. but caught herself quickly as she noticed the major looking at her strangely.

"We don’t just gun people down without being sure of their crime. We thought it was the Bells at first, until new evidence shows they were just a coverup. There is someone else in the picture, lurking around the Bells. And the military needs a face for this person. So we need an inside spy without alerting anyone. And we want the most natural of occurrence so no one would be suspicious"

"Oh, I get it. You want me to get information out of him? I will do it. Consider it done, sir," Ysabelle said with a devilish smile. The universe was truly on her side. What an easy way to get payback. Her ecstasy got deflated as the major corrected her.

"As a spy"

"Yes, sir."

"Get information out of him about his father, about his business, and about his family. His background Their company partners, his family friends, Everything, we need to know everything and make sure you send a report every day. "

"Yes sir." Ysabelle clenched her teeth. She could not stomach the sight of that actor for a day. All she wanted to do was break his head.

"Remember, this is confidential information. Top Secret Document. You can go, and one more thing, manage not to kill him before we finish the mission. "

Ysabelle groaned but saluted and made good her escape. as she got out. Being a soldier was certainly hectic work. Her earlier determination was deflated. Her phone rang as she got out. It was the producer. Maybe she was needed. She ended the call and proceeded to their filming set.

They were filming a scene where Jordan was kissing another actress dressed in military clothes. She groaned inwardly, willing herself not to imagine herself in the place.

"Cut!" The director called. As they wrapped up the scene, The other actress, who Ysabelle came to recognize as Jessica, sent her a glare.

The producer came over to meet her, his face apologetic. She knew the gabbage that was about to come out of his mouth. So she raised her hand to silence him.

"Are you done here?" She asked, as the day was fast closing up.

"No, it remained just one scene. We were going to use one of the training grounds for the next scene. We would like to request permission. "

Ysabelle folded her hands akimbo, "I thought you got permission before entering this place."

"Yes, we did."

"Then why are you still asking me? For goodness sake, don’t make me look like an evil mother-in-law. Get packing and move there. I have things to do, "she shouted for all to hear.

Jordan was going to have his eyes plucked out soon if he continued staring at her the way he did. If she was not pissed at him for stealing her first kiss, She might have thought he truly liked her judging by the way his eyes ate deep into her body. Too bad she could not beat him up.

But she would have her revenge in the next scene, and she would plan it out with all precision.

The scene involved rope climbing. It was to show Jordan as the character doing vigorous exercise to overcome the enemy.

Ysabelle, who was standing next to the producers giving them advice, was shocked as Jordan walked up to them.

"Who is the double that will play this role?" He asked shamelessly.

The director stared at him. " Over there," he pointed, among the crew. But there was no one standing idly by. Ysabelle smiled. It was fortunate that she had obtained their schedule ahead of time. She had just carefully given the double a cup of coffee that would make him sleep for the next four hours. long enough for the crew to be done with their shooting. Knowing the producer He would not wait.

"Wait, where is he?" They asked each other They began shouting over and over, looking for the man everywhere. Soon, someone smart enough had gone to his lodge to see him sleeping fully. The producers cursed loudly.

"We cannot shake up the schedule. This is the last scene for today. The art direction for tomorrow’s scene takes a lot of time to set up. He complained bitterly.

Other crew members began murmuring. Ysabelle did not feel any guilt; they all deserved some discomfort and Jordan was going to pay the biggest price.

She pushed away from where she stood and stalked towards them. " Why can't the main actor do it himself? Why does he need someone to do it for him?"

Jordan was having none of it. Those ropes are difficult to climb. They are deadly. I am a model. Who will pay the compensation fee if something happens to my face or body? There is no way I am climbing that. "

We are behind schedule and the double is not waking up. He has even been taken to the clinic here. Yet no response. And we can push this scene to later. " The director insisted.

The producer, who was the peacemaker in the group, came forward, " Why don’t you just climb it small? You don’t have to climb it all. "

When Jordan refused, Ysabelle snorted in an unladylike manner. What a sissy. She said it out loud, loud enough for all the crew members to hear.

They all stared at her. Then she proceeded to the first step of the rope training and began walking on the rope. It was a climbing rope. The rope was thick and fat and allowed one to put their legs on it easily, but balance and coordination matter a lot. Ysabelle Climbed and jumped with ease. They all watched her, fascinated by her ease of movement. Only Jordan pouted. She got to the highest part of the rope. She let go of the upper rope, which was placed there for support. She allowed herself to fall to the ground. The crew members all shouted, but Ysabelle landed on her feet as she reached the ground.

Their shouts soon turned to laughter. She walked to meet Jordan.

"You call yourself a man and you can't even do rope climbing?"

He got close to her, "Good for you that you are good at it. I am not, and I will not deny it. If I climb that thing, I might break a limb or two, and do you know who will suffer for it? This crew member is here. They do not know what sort of man my father is. He is going to sack them all. He might even extend it to their family members depending on how pissed he is. He is a very petty man. I am his investment in this place. I am only protecting these people by not climbing." "He said hotly. He was no doubt riled up by her comment about his masculinity.

"All excuses?" Ysabelle taunted. Perhaps this was her opportunity to learn more about her father. She hoped he would keep talking, but she was not prepared for what he did next.

"Fine, is that it? I will show you. I am not a pretentious human being. " He said, to the Director’s happiness. He got ready for his next role. Ysabelle watched him quietly. Perhaps he was expecting someone to stop him from climbing. She pulled the producer who wanted to go talk to him.

"Leave him alone. Its being a long while, since I watched bone breaking sessions. I will just sit here and enjoy the live show. "

The producer protested, but she silenced him with a look. The instruction she was given was that she could not hurt him. What about if he hurt himself?

Jordan got on the rope, his legs shaking violently. Ysabelle allowed what he said about his father to sink in. She doubted the sensibility of the statement. No father would be that reckless.

She waited for it to happen. Jordan did not finish the rope climbing as he was shaking so much now. He got to the middle and flipped off. He dropped to the floor, crying and screaming. Ysabelle laughed the hardest. She walked over to meet him determined to say only the most hurtful things possible.