There was to be a halloween themed night down at the club to lure in customers. The promise of cheap drinks and music enough to cause a line long enough to wrap around the entire block, And maybe even a glimpse of Jack Napier in the distance thrown in for good measure.
He may have been a notorious criminal, but even the worst of humanity such as serial killers gained a collection of dedicated fans whilst they were alive and beyond that, he was no exception.
Of course, He wouldn't be caught dead partaking in the occasion himself. The most fun Jack Napier ever had was taking a few lines of cocaine in the private room, one meaningless fuck after the other, or smashing open a store front in order to gain access into it with his men close behind. For the man himself, it was to be entirely black. And boy, did he wear it well.
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"Well look at you, aye?" He smirked to himself as you came out of the bathroom , messing around with the cuff links to his shirt in the mirror. "That's the closest you're ever going to get to marrying me, little girl"
"Who said I want to marry you?" You breathed out, a smile forming on your lips as he laughed.
"Oh?" He made a mocking face at you teasingly like he was surprised, just to get serious with you.
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"Is that right, my darling? I'm never going to argue with that. It doesn't hurt me. The day I marry someone is the day that I will be going to my grave, because not over my dead body would I be stupid enough to trust anyone. Not in living"
"I'm just joking, J..." You answered him quietly, rolling your eyes at his cold response as you checked yourself in the dressing table mirror just one more time, placing in your earrings. "I don't expect you to reciprocate my feelings. It's not like you ever have before"
"Ouch" He retorted sarcastically. "That's not completely true now, is it hm? I gave that you ring. I let you sleep in my bed. This apartment... need I say more?"
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"Wow, thank you, Jack" You laughed in response to his audacity. "I guess I should be really grateful that you gave me all these things when every other girl I know is either having babies or is married already, as well as having their own lives"
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"Babies?" He scoffed. "Please. I want to fuck when I want to fuck. I could do without the sentimental bullshit. Now, come to daddy and let me have a proper look at you"
A soft sigh leaving your mouth, you turned to face him, standing there in a white dress that resembled a wedding gown and a veil, your choice of outfit for the night being that of a dead bride because just like Jack Napier told you, it was the closest you were ever going to get to actually being one for the foreseeable future.
"There we go" He grinned at you with those intense blue eyes that seemed to stare into your soul every time he looked at you, taking you by the waist and pressing his lips against yours, the words leaving his lips as he pulled away. "Sensational"
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"I love you, Jack" You whispered with your faces inches apart.
"No" He warned you with his eyes, but with a glimpse of playfulness in his tone. "Don't ruin my night, alright? We are going to go to that club and we are going to have a good time. There will be no silly talk, hm?"
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Nodding your head without saying a word, he took your face into his hands to kiss you firmly two more times.
