𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 ✔

three

"fuck" i mutter under my breath

the tall and mysterious man swiftly pulled the chair beside josh and sat down, resting his elbow on the table

"clay, the leader of-" the man gets cut off

"you dont have to introduce yourself, i know about you" josh says trying to be nice, i could tell he was nervous

i mean who wouldnt be? we were in the presense of someone important, someone powerful

"you interrupted me, but i'll let it slide just this once" he says calmly

he leans back in his chair

"introduce yourself, i havent heard of you before" clay says looking at josh

"um- im josh from the __ gang" he says stuttering, (a/n ayo i cant think of a name)

"hm cool, never heard of that gang before" clay says, he shifts his gaze to look at me

"and this lovely lady is with you i suppose?" he asks taking a sip out of his drink

"nope not really, im a part of technos gang" i say, correcting the over confident man's mistake

i smile, almost smirk, he must feel stupid now, instead he looks at me, curious, eyes trying to catch a glimpse of my emotion

i internally roll my eyes

reality hit me again, i was sitted with the most cruel gang i was ever told about, i just corrected him,

i was panicking a few minutes ago for looking at him, what am i doing?

i pretend to take a sip of my drink

i cant get drunk, how am i to carry out this mission if im drunk

i wouldve been done by now if it wasnt for this guy

i was talking to myself in my head, but clay looked at me as if he was reading my thoughts

he turns back to josh

josh who was interested in me just seconds ago had now lost all interest in me, dont blame him though, this could be his only opportunity

but this clay guy was giving him a hard time, he openly displayed that he wasnt interested

i start thinking about ways i could carry out this mission, without getting caught

i fidget with the rings on my fingers

i look down at my ring and smile

one of my rings have poison in them, it could easily take out this guy

but how was i to pour it into his drink if the dirty blonde man keeps eyeing me every to seconds

he looked more interested in me than in the guy he came to meet

what if im his target? what if thats why he looked at me just now

i scratch my thoughts away

my eyes scan around the room, hoping for an excuse, a way to do this without getting caught

my eyes fix on the drink a waiter walks by with

i glance down at josh's and clay's drinks, theyre almost done, it'll be a great excuse to get them more

this might work

i wait patiently, for a perfect moment to ask the question which i pratised in my head

i had to look convincing

i laugh along whenever i needed to, nodded and agreed when i needed to

glancing at the mysterious boss a few times, catching him already looking at me

there was finally silence

"hey do you guys want more drinks? i see some cool looking cocktails getting served" i say sweetly, sounding confident

"sounds great let me call a waiter" clay says

"no no we dont need a waiter, theyre being tortured enough tonight, i'll go get them, tell me what flavours you guys want" i say softly

clay raises an eyebrow, i ignore the look he was giving me, i turn to josh

"i'll take a blueberry please" he says

"okay sound good, how about you?" i ask turning to meet his green eyes

"i'll take whatever you have" he says

"okay then, i hope you like lime" i say getting up,adjusting my dress to make sure the knife strapped to my thigh wasnt exposed

clay watches me, his eyes scanning me like he was analysing me, trying to figure out a mystery, trying to solve a puzzle

i glance at him and smile slightly

i walk out of the room towards the bar, hearing the voice of the two men talking getting softer and softer

"i hope i dont fuck this up" i mutter under my breath

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ayo
look i know its a short chapter
im trying to keep u guys on the edge of ur seats, leave me alone
/j
enjoy!
<3 u