*Chapter 4*

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Tom and I split while we walk into the club. Once in the club I go up to the bar and order the first round of drinks. "5 Vodka shots and 5 beers please." I ask the tender. "ID miss?" He responds. I hand him my ID. "Sorry miss this clearly looks fake." He says laughing slightly. "Thats my driving license, I highly doubt it's fake." I respond. "Y/n is that you?" I hear Tom ask from behind me. "Oh my god Thomas Stanley Holland, I haven't seen you since high school." I lie leaning in and kissing each cheek before pulling him in for a hug. "Can I get you a drink?" he asks. "I was just ordering for me and my friends but the jack ass behind the bar won't serve me. He saying my ID is fake." I start. "Well allow me, would you care for a drink with me and my brothers booth 2." Tom says. "I would love too." I smile. "Straight through there and you'll find the boys. 

Toms POV*

"Are you not joining us?" Y/n asks. "I just need the loo, I'll be 2 seconds." I respond. Once I know that Y/n can no longer hear what I am saying I turn back to James, the bar tender. What Y/n doesn't know is that this club is mine, I own it. "James, you can not do that to her, you can not treat her like shit." I snap. "But sir she's hot, I was only trying to tease her." He smirks. "Who is head of Mob?" I ask getting more annoyed. "You sir." He replies. "Well that whole act of not seeing each other in a while was fake, I am married to her and you are one of my men which means that you should know what is going on at all times." I say. I walk away from the bar and towards the group. We drink for a little while before Y/n has the crazy idea of dancing. I look to the Dj working the club, another one of my men and signal for him to play 'Do I wanna know' by the artic monkeys as I know that when ever she hears that song she can't help but want me. Tonight is going to be fun teasing Y/n and not giving her what she wants. The music starts and she grabs my hand as we walk out onto the floor after taking another shot together. 

My hands rest on her hips as she has her back into my chest. Her body grinding against mine. As if on cue she turns herself around throwing her arms around my neck. "So my love when do you start filming for Spiderman 3?" She asks. "I put it off while we try for a baby." I respond. She flips her body back around, my hands once again landing on her hips as she sways them back and forth trying to turn me on, the only problem with that is she is winning and her tricks are 100% working. I just gotta stay strong. I kiss her neck gentle before whispering "Baby I need the toilet, go back to the boys" in her ears. As asked Y/n walks back towards the boys. "Shit she fucking did it." I mutter to my self quickly walking towards my office door. Once I reach the door I walk through locking it behind me. I unzip my pants allowing my dick to spring up. "That girl will be the death of me." I run my hand up and down quickly while I pull the images that Y/n has sent me on my phone up. Her body is stunning, the curves in all the right places and long hair that flows past her shoulders. I keep her pictured in my mind, her, legs spread on my desk all tied up and defenceless begging for my touch. "Fuck." I moan several times before cumming onto a tissue. 

I clean myself up, making my self look presentable again before leaving my office and joining my wonderful wife, 2 brothers and Haz. When I get back to the table they are all drunk, Y/n included. I grab another beer taking big gulps as I finally reach my wife. "Hey...have I told you how fucking sexy you are." Y/n says. "I want you, like right here." She adds "Save it for later princess." I smirk. When Y/n is drunk she is all over me. Same with me when I'm drunk, I am all over her she is just to hot. "Tom please, I might die without your touch. At least can I have a kiss she pouts." Harry, Sam and Haz went to dance about 5 minutes ago, so I stand up from the booth and close the curtains around us. I sit back on the sofa, Y/n comes over to me, standing over me. I reach each of my hands up grabbing the back of her neck pulling her face down to meet mine. The music is blasting but all I can think about is how badly I want my wife all tied up. I look at her lips, the back to her amazing eyes. I finally kiss her, its like we have never kissed before with how needy and how much desire is into our kiss. My hands move from her neck to her hips, down to her ass. I squeeze it causing a low moan to come from her lips allowing access for me to slip my tongue into her mouth. As my tongue explores the inside of her mouth she slowly sits on my lap straddling over my legs. I twist my body so my back is now laying on the sofa pulling Y/n on top. "Fuck off, save it for later." We hear Haz complain as he pulls back the closed curtain and sitting on a chair. 

We are finishing up our drinks, the music not so loud. Y/n is sat on my lap as my middle finger draws small circles on her knee working its way closer to her heat. Sam and Harry both left with girls despite Sam only ending things with Grace 5 hours ago. Haz passed out on the chair he sat in before. My hand keeps working its way up and under Y/n's dress. "No panties all night angle?" I question. "Nope." She says with a grin on her face. I reach up to kiss her again my hand still making its way up her thigh. "Not here and not with drunk Haz over there." She says, putting her hand on her stomach. "Angel, you ok?" I ask. "Not feeling the best I think I need to go home." She responds. "Lets go then, I'll come back for Haz in the morning." I say. She nods and stands up, grasping once more at her stomach. "Tom I'm gonna be-" She says before throwing up. "Sick" She finishes. Something not right with her. "Honey you're bleeding." I say pointing to in-between her legs seeing blood run down her thighs. She stumbles into my arms. "Y/n, Y/n come on stay awake." I shout which causes Haz to jump awake. "Haz call an ambulance." I say and he does. "Baby, it's all going to be ok, I promise you, it's all going to be ok." I cry. 

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