Y/N P.O.V
My phone began to ring for the 6th time and I groaned, throwing a knife into the wall. It stuck out of the wall, along with the other 9 I had thrown moments before.
The door to my office burst open and Jim stood there with an annoyed look on his face.
"I've been calling you!" He shouted and I shrugged my shoulders.
"I've been ignoring you." His attitude took a complete turn and he pouted at me as I sipped my tea.
"Whyyyy? I thought you loved me?" I began to choke a little.
"I never said I love you, Moriarty." I said calmly and his pout disappeared and a look of genuine upset and hurt passed over his features, before it was quickly replaced with a serious expression.
"You agreed to be my partner, my queen." Well yeah...
"If you want to go back on that deal, you won't need this." He held up a decorated box and I looked at him suspiciously as he placed it on my desk.
"Happy Birthday Y/N."
I reached towards the gift and opened it, revealing a single silver bullet. The word 'Queen' carved into it.
"Jim... this is beautiful, but it's not my birthday." He smiled at me and shrugged, reaching into his pocket, revealing a matching one with the word 'King' carved into it.
"They are aren't they? This is nothing, wait for the surprise." I looked at him in shock.
"Go put on a nice dress, we're going hunting." I left my office, not really trusting Jim, but I didn't really have a choice.
I quickly pulled on a new pair of black skinny jeans, a white shirt, my black combat boots and my black coat before hurrying out of my room and running straight into the Irish Bastard.
"Oh, Hey." I said casually as he began to follow me down the stairs.
"I told you to put on a dress." He said and a pouty voice and I laughed slightly.
"Not even you, the great Moriarty could make me put on a dress." Jim chuckled, Alexia appeared out of nowhere and tapped my arm.
"Umm, it's pretty late w-what time will you be back?" She asked quickly and I glanced at my watch, seeing that it had just passed 11pm.
"Don't worry dear, she's in good hands. She won't be back until tomorrow so take the time off." Jim answered and pushed me out of the door making me roll my eyes.
"I hate you." I mumbled, as Jim began getting into the black car. I sat in the front with him and he grinned a cheesy grin.
"Where to, Jimmy boy?"
"Number one, don't call me that. Number two, I need you to stay at my house until I've sorted something." I shifted in my seat as he drove down the road.
"So you picked me up from my house, to go to your house whilst you go out?" He furrowed his brows in confusion.
"It's strange when you say it like that. I'll be back afterwards, no more than an hour. You'll be able to see it all anyway. Sebastian installed cameras and microphones." I smirked at him.
"So you want me to watch, but you don't want me to be there? Jim Moriarty, are you worried about me getting hurt?" He didn't reply, but he pulled up outside a mansion, similar to mine and we both got out of the car.
"Sebastian has set everything up in my office." Jim informed and I nodded my head, following him inside. The building itself was very similar to mine, except Jim's was much bigger.
He led me upstairs and into an office that had a laptop and a bowl of snacks.
"I'll be back later, there's drinks in the fridge."
"Jim-" I didn't get a chance to protest as he swiftly left, locking the door behind him.
"Bye Y/N! Don't cause too much trouble~!" He called, walking away and I glared at the door.
Without even thinking, I pulled out my lock picking kit. It was something I always carried with me, as well as my handgun and phone.
I picked the lock and grabbed the laptop, seeing a pool.
"Bastard." I mumbled, pulling out my phone and texting Mike to come and get me.
