it was the day of the mission,
the day clay announced we had a new mission, we all went shopping together
clay bought me whatever i needed
i was stood infront of my mirror, getting ready for the mission, i was wearing a black velvet dress, it was long, it hugged my curves, there was a split on one side of the dress, causing my leg to be exposed.
it looked good though.
there was a gun strapped to my other thigh
clay had upgraded my weapon, because who knew what would happen today
my earrings, rings and necklace sparkled in the light, my hair neatly resting.
cant lie, i looked good
after i was hapy with how i looked i walked towards the door and turned the knob, the door opened with ease
i had convinced clay that i wouldnt run away, he trusted me and left the door unlocked
clay had told us to meet him at the ballroom when we were ready. i made my way down the hall way
my heels making sound everytime it made contact with the marble flooring
the phone clay had provided me with started ringing, it was clay, "hey where are you? we're running late" he says, his voice clearly demanding that i hurry up
"wow impatient much? you cant rush perfection" i say ending the call right after
i make my way over to the staircase that led down to the ball room, slowly making my way down, holding the railing to make sure i didnt fall, it was not like i was going to anyway
one hand holding the railing and the other holding my hair up so that it didnt block my vision
i hear muffled talking coming from the ballroom, it really was a huge room
as i made it halfway down the stairs, the voice gets clearer, "see that's why i told you not to hire a female" the annoyed man says, "shut up nick, she literally owned you in the dining room" another voice says,
defending me
"but youre right she is taking quite lo-" the man cuts himself off, i feel all their eyes turn to me
i dont look up, i continue walking down the last few steps and when i finally reach the ground i look up at them
running my hands through my hair, making sure it wasnt messed up
my eyes go to a pair of dark brown eyes before they find their way to another pair of brown eyes
before they meet a pair of green eyes
i follow his eyes as they scan my body, taking in everything
they meet my eyes again, i roll my eyes
talk about not having any kind of feelings
the three of them were wearing suits, they did indeed look good
"lets go then" i say finally breaking the silence and the tension
george lets out a small laugh
clay and nick snap out of their thoughts, "yeah lets go" clay says, raising one hand to let it run through his hair
he starts walking towards the door that led to the exit, we follow closely behind.
an expensive looking car stood infront of us, it wasnt a limo
after all, we didnt wan too much attention on us
we were all going to be seated in the same car, but george and nick were supposed to be undercover right?
thats why they were dressed as guards.
just as we were about to approach the car, "shotgun" one of them yell
"for fucks sake" i yell right after, knowing that i had to sit between two idiots now
george smiles at me and makes his way to the passenger seat, i shake my head smiling
nick gets into the car followed by me and lastly clay gets in, shutting the door before asking the driver to take off
the car ride was annoying, we were fighting over who got to control the music
nick ended up winning, there were a few good songs but some songs were so bad i had to nudge him at the rib so that he'd change it
i kept complaining about getting squashed but that didnt stop nick from pissing me off more
there was a time clay had placed his hand on his thigh, letting his picky slightly rest on my thigh
but he made it seem as though it wasnt intentional.
as if his veiny hand that was decorated perfectly with rings, was slightly touching my exposed skin by accident
i looked up at him but he didnt turn to look at me, but he didnt move his hand away either
i would have chopped it off right there, but i obviously couldnt
after a long, tiring ride we finally reach our venue, it was another castle like building, but smaller than clays "home"
we step out of the car, nick and george fix their attire and get into character.
we step into the building
it was a formal set up, but instead of "normal" people, there were various mafia owners and rich people
quite a number of people watched us as we entered the huge ballroom, they were mainly watching clay though
i got looks of disgust from jealous females, pathetic, i know.
the organiser of the event greets us, he questions who i was, "oh i'm y/n, his a-" i get cut off
"my girlfriend" he says, i glare at him, but i dont make it too obvious
the man nods and walks off, clay had an arm around my waist to make his previous statement more real
i shove him off and try to walk away, he grabs a hold of my wrist and pulls me into the crowd of dancing people
nick and george had left us so that they could blend in more
he pulls me into him and follows the slow rhythm of the music, bending down just enough so he could whisper to me
"youre going to thank me for that" he whispers
"bullshit" i whisper back
"man here have bad intentions, if they know you as my girlfriend, not a single one will lay their hands on you" he says softly
"if they still do touch you, i'll teach them a lesson darling" he continues, i could basically feel his smirk against my ear
just that sentence sent chills down my body
"thats cute and all but i know how to fucking protect myself" i return back in a shaky tone
"i know love, but why would you need to protect yourself if i'm here" he says, his voice low, hot
i scoff, "youre fucking unbelieveable" i say softly
"i know" he says pulling me closer, hands resting on waist
i scan through the crowd, my eyes stopping on a pair of eyes that were looking right at me
"fuck" i let out under my breath
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