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i feel myself awaken from the sound of people talking, clays chest vibrating slightly everytime he said something or laughed

they were talking about some kind of business

wasnt about me or my gang at least

i keep my eyes shut, not wanting to interrupt anything or get up

"boss we're here" one of the guards say

"okay you guys leave first, i'll be out in a bit" he says

the guards leave the limo leaving only the both of us

"y/n" he says softly

"y/n we're here" he whispers softly

his voice is so attractive, it was low, raspy, hot

i pretend to wake up, "goodmorning" he says laughing, "looks like you slept well" he says slightly laughing

"shut up" i say stretching a little bit

i look around, realising that there were no guards left

"how many guards does one man need" i say joking

"depends on which man youre talking about" he says laughing softly

"being one of the most hated and known to be heartless person ever, people try to kill me almost daily" he says calmly

thats when it hit me, i was sitting on THE clays lap

why do i keep doing this

i slightly lift myself off his lap and place myself on the sit next to him, the knife strapped to my thigh slightly showing

i pull my dress down slightly

"you dont have to hide it i already know its there" he says smiling

i roll my eyes, "oh got a lil attitude do we?" he asks looking at me

"shut up" i say, "oh yeah? mak-" his sentence gets interrupted by his phone ringing

he picks up the phone and talks for a bit before hanging up.

"well looks like someone came to see me" he says

"lets get out of here" he says, opening the door and holding it open for me to get out as well

i get out of the car, the sky was quite dark, i mean it was like 5am or something

the few streetlights lit the whole place up, but it wasnt just a place

it looked more like a castle

very pretty and vintage

there were a two guards on each side of the giant entrance

fences were surrounding the castle like "house"

this place is so pretty and expensive looking

clay shuts the door of the limo and signals to the driver that he can drive off

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