𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 ✔

thirteen

the pair of eyes that i knew too well looked at me, the smile that was once spread across his face dropped, the glow his eyes once had disappeared within seconds

clay heard me whisper fuck under my breath

"what's wrong" he asked, i couldnt lie to him, he'd find out anyway

"techno" i say softly

i try to get out of his arms, fighting as much as possible but not making it obvious to the crowd

but it was no use, his arms just got tighter every fucking time i tried to break away from him

"y/n" he says softly

"clay please" i whisper back, holding in my emotions.

i was trained to turn off my emotions but when i saw techno, i felt myself get weaker, he was the only person i'd give my everything up for

he was my safe person

he was surrounded by my partners, tommy, tubbo, niki, everyone

they all look at techno's sudden change in mood, before turning their heads to the direction he was looking at.

their eyes settle on me, shock and anger clear in their expressions

i was going insane every second i stood in clay's arms unable to run to them

"y/n our target" clay says trying to turn my attention away

*time skip*

we were all back at the base and not only that, clay didnt even let me talk to techno

we all walk into clays office, clay was pissed

he walked in, roughly unbuttoning his suit, throwing it to the side, he loosened his tie and plopped himself down on the chair

we followed behind him quietly

"y/n i cant believe you fucking caused us to fuck up this mission" he screamed at me

"i wouldnt have fucking fucked up if you just let me talk to him" i yell back, i was raging

nick and george left us and started looking for a new way to get our failed mission done

"you could've gotten the job done at least" clay yelled again

"how the fuck did you expect me not to mess up if one, you didnt let me talk to him and two if he kept looking at me" i yell back walking over to him

"he was being a distraction, i should've killed him when i had the chance to" he said lowly

i glare at him, "what the fuck did you just say" i say getting close to his face

"i should have-" before he could finish his sentence, i push him, tackling him to the ground, this guy was getting on my nerves

i get on top of him, placing myself on his hip/waist area, my legs rested on both sides of him

my dress had travelled its way up, it now rested just above my thighs

i held his hands down above him, he smiled at me, oh god his fucking smile

"y/n darling.." he says softly

he quickly flips the both of us around, so that i was under him, between his thighs, his hands holding my wrists above my head, his chain dangling just above my face

fuck he looked good from this angle

his face was barely apart from mine, "dont start something you cant handle" he said softly in my ear

his eyes trail down me before meeting my eyes again, i lock one of his legs between mine

when the time was right, i flipped the both of us around, mostly because i felt weak under him

i hated feeling weak

i didnt have to hold his hands down this time, he didnt fight me back, that smile still clear on his face

his hands rested on my once again, exposed legs, he held the outsides of my thighs, tracing small circles

since i wasnt holding onto his hands, my hands rested on either side of his head, holding me up

his hands start to make their way higher up my leg, they stop at my hips, "if you wanted to ride me that bad, you could've said something my love" he said softly

i suddenly realised the position we were in, but i focus on what i wanted to say

"dont even think about laying your hands on him, if you ever do, i'll make sure your life is hell" i say, completely ignoring what he said

i hear the doors of the room open, followed by some shuffling, they make their way to behind the desk

the sight of me on top of their boss, my hand raised to punch him. greets them, "y/n what the fuck are you doing" he yelled, pulling me off

"let me fucking punch him bitch deserves a lesson" i shout fighting to get out of his grip

he continues to hold me back as clay got off the floor, fixing his ruffled attire

fucking bitch

"why'd you guys come in here" he asked, looking at the both of them, his voice clearly displaying annoyance

"we- um found another way to carry out the mission" george said

"oh okay then, go on tell me" clay said, sitting down

nick puts me down on a chair, "dont fucking try anything" he said, "try to stop me" i say rolling my eyes

nick sits on the chair beside me and george sits on the chair on the other side of me

"okay so we found out where our target is going to be and we also found some other VERY useful information" nick said

"get to the point" clay said lowly

"he's gonna be at a club, tomorrow night, alone" george spits out

"but its not an ordinary club" he adds on, looking at nick

"its a strip club"

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