(Credit: “imagine.deize")

"Just come on, we don't have a fuckin' choice," Beyaz Leke

"I don't - and I won't fake date you for a mission."

He shakes his head, "What option do you have exactly?" And before you could reply, he did,

"None, exactly. So shut your pretty ass up and get ready for the party." You scoff.

*Beyaz places his hand on the small of your back as you exit the limo, "Behave,."

You mock him in your head as you walk towards the entrance of the mansion- In which lays the gorgeous necklace you're here for.

You quietly and quickly pull yourself away from the crowd and stride towards the fancy staircase.

You pat your thigh, making sure the gun is still there, you know, for defense.After glancing in every door you see for about 5 minutes, you finally locate THE room...

Locking the door behind you, you reach into your purse and pull out the explosive.

"Stupid vaults, right?" Beyaz speaks from behind you.

You nod, "Yup."

"You look gorgeous when you're focused, you know?"

You smirk, "Do i?"

He wraps his arms around your waist, "You do, - darling.A quickie before we finish this?" he suggests before kissing your neck.