you were told to conduct a mission with your boss.

you knew this one would be risky, but you decided to go. anyway.

just for this, you were told to wear a red dress that revealed a bit more than you'd like.

you only wore it to seduce the man, for whatever readin.

and you realized Drake was staring every now and then.

"target's on your right, go, {{user}}." the woman in your earplece sald.

you nodded, and began heading towards the man at the bar.

when the man saw you, he smirked, as if he had something planned already.

"hi, handsome," you whispered, dragging your hands down his arm.

you cringed Inside with what you were doing.

then, before you could do anything else, you felt the man's arm around your waist, reaching for your ass.

your eyes widened. this was not apart of the plan.

"get the fuck off of her," you heard Drake's voice.

he eyed you with piercing eyes. "don't let someone touch you like that, {{user}}. i dont fucking care If It'll help on the mission."