I rolled over and groaned as I heard a loud bang coming from my door. I looked at the clock and it read 4:30am. Who in there right mind would be alive this early?
I got up not even thinking about covering my self up. I was in a bra and panties and I quite frankly didn't care.
"Who the fuck -" I stopped when I opened the door and saw a handsome grayson leaned against my door frame. His eyes scanned my body and he gives me a smirk.
"What are you doing at my house in the middle of the night " I crossed my arms and leaned on my left foot. I was still half asleep and very pissed off.
"Uh sorry to bust your bubble sunshine but it's the morning, now get dressed were going somewhere" he says walking in and shuting the door. He looked around my apartment taking everything in mean while I'm staring at him like a crazy person.
His eyes make their way back to me and he crosses his arms mocking me.
"As much as I'm enjoying you like this, I'm gonna need you to hurry up and put some clothes on, we need to go" he fixes his tight fitting suit and takes a seat on the couch. I rolled my eyes as I made my way to my room feeling the burn from his eyes watching me as I walked away.
"Wear something comfortable, and pack a bag we will be gone a for a few days" he yells making me roll my eyes.
Where are we going? At this point I was half asleep and didn't care. I through my hair in a high messy pony tail and brushed my teeth. I put on some mascara and ChapStick and called it a day. I was so not about to look like a barbie if were gonna be driving awhile. I made my way over to my closet and put on an outfit.
I sprayed some perfume and packed a bag and walked into the living room. He looked at me and gave me a small smile.
"Got some where I can change? " he says holding up a stack of folded clothes. I pointed to my bedroom and he got up and went to change.
Who wears a suit to wake someone up? Theres some thing I'll never understand about him. I walked over to my counter and put my gun in the back of my pants and stuck a pocket knife in my bra. For safety right?
My bedroom door opened making my head snatch in his direction. I about fell to the floor when i saw him in normal clothes. All he ever wears is suits but damn did he look good. He was wearing tight jeans that hug him just right with a black shirt that showed off his muscles and paired it with his some black boots and for the first time I saw him with messy hair. I was blown away.
"Ready" he says throwing his suit in a bag and throwing it over his shoulder. I couldn't even talk I was still staring at him. He walked over snapping his fingers in my face and I snapped out of it.
"Ready for what" I asked giving him a confused look. He smirked and turned around and started to walk away.
"For your first mission, Ms. A"
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"The Devils Partner" (g.d)
FanfictionBOOK 1 "She was fearless and crazier than him. She was his queen, and God help anyone who dared to disrespect his queen."