Your beauty was no secret to any of the task force members or any of the bold men you often passed along the street.
Men often commented on your looks or your body, making you want to vomit.
Today, the task force members were talking in the common room of headquarters, you were standing next to the couch where Simon sat. A new recruit was eyeing you, before he spoke up.
"You look tense... I can help you
relax." He cooed with a wink and a grin.