𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 ✔

twelve

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