The Assassins Kill

chapter 9- concert: part II

confident slowed- justin bieber
mamma mia- maneskin
the wolf- the spencer lee band
fire- two feet
oh my god- adele

*Jades Pov*

!!!SMUT WARNING!!!

skip this chapter if you're uncomfortable with it

i close the door behind me and scoot into the car. Julian's already seated facing the window, with a sour look on his face. i decide maybe its not the best idea to ask, we aren't close.

"hey jack? go to Aero, i need a fucking drink." he nods and Julian thanks him, adjusting in the seat. i glance at him more than once, I've never seen him look so.. sad.

we pull up to the club and Julian unbuckles his seat belt, walking up to the club without waiting for me. i scoff and get out of the car, following him from behind.

I follow him past the bouncer and into the club. He walks over to get us our drinks, not bothering to ask me what i want.

"go sit, I'll come find you." he says as he pushes me away and towards the tables. After 10 minutes he walks over to the table I've been at.

"A whiskey for you Jadey." I feel my cheeks heat up at his nickname for me and take the drink. He sits next to me and we both sip our drinks in silence.

"let's dance." he abruptly stands and holds out his hand, i widen my eyes and look at him. i stand up, grabbing his hand and quickly down my drink. whats the worst that could happen?

He wraps an arm around my back and we walk through the crowds of people over to the middle of the dance floor. As we make our way to the middle a sensual song starts playing. He pulls my chest to him and we start dancing. He holds my hips, after a few minutes he spins me so my back is to his chest his hands are back on my hips. I start grinding on him, he leans down just enough to whisper in my ear.

"jade.." he groans in my ear, my spine shivers at his breath against my skin.

"what? I'm just dancing.." I say, widening my eyes and batting my eyelashes. he chuckles and we continue grinding while the lights flash different colors.

"yeah okay.." he says sarcastically and i laugh. We dance for a few more minutes then he calls over the music.

"wanna get out of here?" he suddenly asks me as he spins me around to face him. the smile on my face drops and my mind starts racing. what am i fucking doing? he's my boss. this is so fucking unprofessional.

"sure."

famous last words.

Julian walks off and calls jack. when he returns we get another drink and wait till the driver gets here. once his phone buzzes he grabs my hand and pulls me out of the club. we hurriedly get into the car and Julian tells jack to go back to his penthouse. we sit awkwardly in the backseat, the tension so thick i could cut it with a knife. we make eye contact and i study his dark eyes. a ray of the city lights shines through the window and lights up his eyes. a unknown look in his eyes- he glances at my lips, and my heart does its usual Julian cartwheel.

i have no idea who broke the staring contest first, or who kissed who. but the next thing i know my hands were twisted in his brunette locks and his mouth was making it's way down my neck. his mouth sucking on certain parts of my collar bone, making me shiver in his grip. i unbuckle my seat belt and climb on top of him until I'm straddling him. he grabs my ass, squeezing it and i reunite our lips. our tongues flick together and i feel my heart racing faster and faster.