𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 ✔

eighteen

this was definitely not how i thought this mission was going to go.

my target placed soft kissing down my neck, his hands holding me firmly in place.

clay could hear my soft whimpers on the other end of the earpiece

"y/n push him off" clay pauses, "stop letting him touch you" he continued, his breathing uneven because of the fact that he was running about

"y/n focus" he says, i try to push the man off me, but his grip just got tighter

"what's wrong? don't you want me here?" he questions, his lips almost touching mine, his eyes meet mine

"i-um" i stutter out, "that's what i thought" he continues

he picks me up and makes his way to the couch, placing me down

he gets on top, hovering over me, i wasn't enjoying this one bit

he kisses down my body

"ace stop" i whine out. i feel the smile against my inner thigh fade slowly and he looked up at me.

"how do you know my name" he questions, his face emotionless

fuck he knows, he knows im not who i display myself as

"i asked you a question" he says slightly raising his voice

i open my mouth to answer him but i was cut off by the sound of the door getting kicked open

"get off her" i hear a monotone clay say

he gets up pulling me along, his hands holding me so that i couldn't leave

one of his hands wrapped around my hair, pulling it back while the other held up a gun

"what kind of mission are the both of you on" he questions

clay attempts to close the broken door so that no one else could hear us but it didnt help because it just wouldnt shut, i held back a laugh at his hopeless attempt

clay's eyes fall on me and back to the loaded gun

"which gang are you from?" he asks raising his voice

i watch as clay smirks, "don't you recognise me ace?" he asks walking closer

ace stays silent

"i own the most feared gang ace" he pauses

"and that fine lady you have in your arms, is the most wanted, notorious female" he says

i smile, taking his words as a sign to do something, i quickly elbow him in the rib, he quickly recovers, getting ready to take on the both of us, but clay knew i wanted this fight so he let me take him on by myself

in swift movement, i push him against the floor, his stomach facing the floor, i sat on top of him holding his arms behind his back, ready to break it

"now, we're here to get some info" i say panting slightly

he groans as i push his arm the way it shouldnt be pushed