Must Have You - Ghost x Reader

In The Jaws of The Beast - Chapter 7

"You doing alright?" Keegan asks you as you finally exit the bathroom. Ghost stayed inside waiting until the coast was clear. You felt beyond flustered and you could feel the mess you both had made sitting in your panties. "Yeah I'm okay, just getting freshened up" You tell him. "What'd I miss?" You ask trying to change the subject on from yourself. He takes your hand and leads you back to the gallery. "Hassan is here" Keegan hisses at you.

Your eyes zero in on Hassan, he was near the bar admiring the artwork. His group of body guards hanging around. "You see this Ghost?" You mumble under your breath looking away. "Sure do doll" He responds. "We're going to need the separate him from his guards" He says to you. "I've got a plan" You mumble.

You take the drink Keegan had offered you and walked over to Hassan. One of his guards standing in your way once you got close enough, getting Hassan's attention. "Oh I'm sorry, I'm just trying to admire the artwork" You say with a sweet smile on your face. "Ah let her through" You hear Hassan say as he welcomes you next to him.

"Y/N what are you doing?" Ghosts voice rings in your ear. "Tell me, how does this piece make you feel?" Hassan asks you as he watches you carefully. Your eyes tracing over the details of the modern artwork. "Modern art isn't really my preference but that seems to be all the rave now isn't it?" You respond, sipping at your champagne. "Seems so" He says as he watches you from the corner of his eye.

"I have never seen you at one of these gatherings before, I'm sure I'd recognize a pretty face like yours if I had" He says to you confidently. "Susie Bancroff, I'm actually here with my husband" You tell him with a smile. How badly you wished you could beat the living hell out of this man, but you knew if you lifted a single finger you'd be dead before you could even bat an eye. So playing nice was your only option.

"Susie Bancroff, I've never heard that name before...And your husband?" He asks. You turn to point at your "husband", Keegan. "My husband's name is Michael, we just got married last month. Now were just looking to decorate our mansion in LA" Feeding him a lie that you hoped he'd eat up. "Well, he's a lucky man to say the least" Hassan responds, eyeing you up and down.

You hoped you looked alright giving the circumstances of your earlier activities in the bathroom, you were in a rush to put yourself back together again quickly as Keegan had been waiting outside. One of the guards leans into Hassan's ear, whispering something as he stared at me.

"Interesting..." He mumbles as he watches you. "Hm?" You question with your brows raised. "Ah well my guard here tells me he saw you disappear earlier to the ladies room, only to be accompanied by a man who was most definitely not your husband" He says to you quietly. Your breath catching in your throat. "So be honest Mrs. Bancroff. What are you really here for?" He questions as he stares you down.

"I don't know what you mean" Feigning innocence. "One would believe the story of you looking for art for your mansion back in LA, unless of course you're here for other reasons that your husband is not yet aware of" He tells you. "Of course I wouldn't tell him, as long as you do something for me" He says with a disgusting smirk on his face.

"And what did you have in mind exactly?" You whisper to him. "Y/N" Ghost's voice rings in your ear once more but you try to ignore him. "Follow me" He tells you as he turns to leave the gallary. "Do NOT follow him Y/N! Do not get out of Keegan and Soap's sight" Ghost commands. You're forced to ignore him as the body guards usher you forward. You bite your lip and follow closely behind.

Hassan leads you to an office type room, his guards waiting outside. Okay, now you were nervous. You were trapped in a room with one of the most dangerous men that your task-force was after and his small army of guards was just outside the room. You had to play this carefully. "Please, sit Mrs. Bancroff" He says pointing to a chair. You quickly do as he says and cross your legs, trying to act as naturally as possible.

"So how can I help you?" You ask him innocently. "You can help me by telling me who you work for" He demands as he stares out at you from behind the large desk. You swallow hard. How the hell did he know? "I'm sorry, I don't know what you could possibly mean?" You say trying to remain composed as much as possible.

"I may not recognize you but I recognized the man who fucked you in the bathroom" He states boldly as he sits in the leather chair. He reaches down to one of the drawers and pulled out a handgun, cocking it so it was ready to use. Your eyes drop to the handgun and then back to him. "So I'll ask again, who do you work for?" He demands as he is now pointing the gun at you. This was so stupid! How could you have been so oblivious! You behaved purely on your hormones and you let that sabotage the mission!

"I don-""Enough with the lies! You obviously are working for someone if you know him!" His tone raising and sounding more and more annoyed. "If you tell me then I won't have to kill you" He tries to convince. "Y/N try to keep stalling him, we're on our way to you" You hear Ghost whisper in your ear.

He suddenly stands up and walks to you, pistol by his side. He grabs your face, making you look up at him. "Speak woman, who do you work for?" He demands, his grip on your face painfully strong. "I don't know what you're talking about!" You yell at him. His hand drops to your throat before dragging you up and throwing you at the desk.

The sound of clattering objects falling from the desk ring loudly. You push yourself up against the desk, watching his every move. Stall, that's all you have to do. He grabs at your throat again, your hands reaching up and grabbing his wrists. It was at this moment he noticed the little ear piece. "And what's this?" He wonders as he rips it out of your ear. "Looks like an earpiece to me" He says, glaring daggers into you.

It was at this moment that he slams you down onto the glass coffee table behind him, the sound of glass shattering ringing in your ears. A sharp pain bringing you out of your daze. You look down and see a large piece of glass sticking out of your leg. Before you could do anything Hassan was on top of you, hands still on your throat, strangling you.

Your hands shoot up trying to make him stop. You tried kicking your feet at him but with him straddling you it was impossible. Your vision was starting to get blurry from the lack of air in your lungs. You could feel yourself getting weaker by the second between the blood loss and the lack of air in your lungs.

Suddenly gun fire cracks off outside the doors, but it sounds too faint for you as your life is slipping through the cracks. The door slams open and the gun fire ringing louder. Hassan's hands were no longer at your throat but his body slumped down on top of you. Air now rushing to your lungs causing you to have a cough fit as you try to push the body off you.

"Y/N!" Ghost yells your name, dropping beside you and shoving Hassan's body off. He lifts you to his chest, looking you over. "breath Y/N" He says with his gloved hand on your cheek. Once you were able to steady your breathing you hear Soap speak into his radio "Target neutralized, Hassan is down. I repeat, Hassan is down". You look down at the body, a bullet in his skull having been the cause of his death. Another minute more and you'd be lying here dead as well.

You look over to Ghost, his eyes watching you. "You're alright, I've got you" He says as he wraps an arm around you, the other under your legs, lifting you up as he stands. You wrap an arm over his neck to better support yourself. "We need to get her patched up right away, she's losing a lot of blood" Keegan says from behind Ghost.

You could feel a growl in Ghost's chest as he quickly turns to leave the room. Your vision was quickly getting blurry again. "Ghost" You whisper. "Hang in there Y/N, I'm going to get you fixed up" He says as he's rushing down the hall to leave the building. Your free hand reaches up to his face, placing in on his masked cheek, making him look down at you. The fear in his eyes was the last thing you saw before everything went black.