James's POV
"James" I wake up to someone saying. "Get up asshole, you have to get ready."
I groan and flip over.
"Want me to slap you like you did to me?" Marcella says.
"No I'm up" I mumble quietly.
"You don't look very up" she says. Little brat.
"Well I am," I grumble into the sheets. Then I get slapped on my bare back. I made sure not to hurt her when I hit her thigh, just enough to make it sting slightly, but she doesn't hold back.
"Marcella what the fuck?" I groan, "I'm u-" I cut myself off when I look at her. She's wearing a short red dress that shows off her figure and her brown hair slightly hanging at the front as she stands straight again after hitting me. "La naiba, ești atât de drăguță" I whisper.
(Translation: Fuck, you're so pretty)
When she sees I'm gawking at her she looks confused then looks down at herself, "What? I'm not flashing a nipple or something am I?"
I snap out of it and reach under the covers to adjust myself. She'd have a field day making fun off me if she knew I was hard right now. I clear my throat, "No."
I'm just like this because I haven't had the chance to get off since this mission started.
I'm telling myself that a lot around her lately.
"Ok..." She draws out. "Well you have to get ready it's half 7." She walks back into the bathroom smirking.
I get up and walk over to my bag. My side still hurts but I've had worse, I'll get over it.
"Hey James?" I hear her call after a minute.
"What?" I answer. I hear her walk back out and sit on the bed.
"You said Sam did you a big favour earlier, what was it?" She asks.
I stay silent for a minute while I pick out my cloths, debating if I should tell her or not. "He let me stay with him after my mama was killed. I was 17 at the time, around 10 years ago."
"So your close with him then?" She asks gently.
"Yeah I guess, he pisses me off though."
She giggles a bit and then carefully asks, "What about your dad, where's he?"
"Don't know, I haven't seen him since my ma died."
"He left you?" She asks, almost sounding sorry for me. I don't want pity.
"In a way." He ran away after I tried to kill him. I'll find him though, he's going to fucking pay for what he did.
It's quiet for a little bit while I shrug on a black button up shirt over my top half.
"What about your parents?" I ask, I've never heard her talk about them and she's never spoken to them on the phone or anything since we got here.
"They were both killed when I was 14, 10 years ago aswell," she says. Fuck, she was only 14, I want to ask her what happened to her after it but I don't.
"Do you know who did it?" I ask instead.
"In a way," she says, copying my words from earlier.
I turn around so I'm facing her and continue buttoning my shirt, it gets painful when I have to lift my arms to do the top half.
Marcella must notice because she stands up to help me. "I can do it myself," I tell her but she takes over anyway.
"I don't want you to hurt yourself and ruin the mission," she says.
I smirk at her, "I think you're starting to care about me doll." I tease.
"In your dreams Barnes." She finishes buttoning my shirt and takes a few steps back, I hate myself for missing her touch.
Honestly, it's been torture having her touch me while she's been caring for my wound. It's torture because it makes me what to touch her too, but I can't.
I turn around and pull a black jacket on. I take off my sweat pants not caring that she's still here, she's seen me in only boxers before.
I get them off and pull on my other pants. I slip my shoes on then I pick up my belt and turn around. I can see Marcella's eyes following my hands as I put the belt on. Her cheeks are flushed and she's biting her lip. It's cute.
"You have a thing for belts doll?" I tease her. Her eyes shoot up to me.
"You have a thing for red dresses James?" She fires back, her head tilting to the side challenging me.
I let out a breathy laugh and press my tongue into my cheek as I look away. Of cource the little brat saw me checking her out.
"Get your fucking shoes on Marcella, we need to go," I say when I look back at her.
She smirks at me, "Yes sir."
Fuck me.
"You little shit," I say making eye contact and walking up to her. She takes a step back everytime I advance and her back eventually hits the wall. I get up close to her and press my body against hers, I'm hard and I know she can feel it. "You like teasing me, hm? Unless your going to fix it, don't fucking play with me doll" I say darkly. She's breathing heavy and her cheeks are still pink.
I don't wait for her response before I back up and leave the room, grabbing my gun on the way out. I adjust myself before going down to the lobby to wait for her.
She's messing with my head and I need some space to sort it out.
After about 5 minutes she comes strutting down to the lobby where I'm sitting in her little red dress and strappy black high heels.
"Let's go Barnes," she says when she reaches ear shot. I stand up and begin to walk just a step behind her.
I might aswell be her fucking dog at this point.
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The taxi stops and we get out at the club. This is where all the rich and corrupt people come to make deals and mingle with eachother.
Marcella starts walking up to the door but I grab her arm to stop her and tug her towards me. She stumbles a bit and rests her hand on my chest to steady herself.
"We have to stick together tonight alright? It's a mission and we don't need you getting too fucking drunk," I say to her.
"I'm not a child James, you can't dictate what I drink," she says.
"I couldn't care less about what you do Marcella, but I'm not letting you ruin this mission for me." I can't let him get away again.
She's so close to me I can feel her tits press against me when she breaths and its making me go crazy. She's making me go crazy.
"Barnes I don't know why you're so certain I'm going to fail this mission, but you should know one thing. I always get my targets and I'm going to make sure this one suffers, whether you're by my side or not," she says. She's staring up at me, she's taller than most woman I know but I'm still taller than her, even while she's in heals.
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