Nova's POV

'Stay the hell away from him.'

The words play in my mind like a broken record, taunting me every time I think of him. Of course, very reluctant, I listened to my farther's commands. Although my family and I do get along well, when my farther puts his foot down...you obey.

I'm out of the hospital now, my body is still recovering but much better. Kelly has been by my side the entire time, asking if I'm okay, if I need anything. I'm thankful for her kindness, really I am, but I'm starting to feel suffocated. I've been out of training or field for three days now since coming out from the hospital. I'm sick of being stuck in my bed, Kelly's worrying and I'm craving for Grayson company.

I haven't spoken to him for a while now, I know he checks up on me though. I can hear him from down stairs but he never comes up to see me.

'I mean it nova.'

God, I'm sick of plying by the rules.

So today's the day that I get my ass up and start to move on in my life. There's no point of me lying here and whining about all my problems when I get up and fix them. It's just a lot harder then I thought...getting up. Obviously, just because I'm out of the hospital doesn't mean I'm fully healed-no.

I did get shot.

I hold in a groan as I push my self off from my bed, my feet landing on the cool wood. While I was recovering in hospital, the cabin also was recovering and having a little make over. I think it deserves it after getting shot at and exploded. I make my way to the bathroom with a fresh pair of clothes in hand. I take a much needed shower, eyeing my wound at all times.

I dry my self and carefully put on my clothes, which consist of a pair of black leggings and a black hoodie. Fixing my hair up into a pony tail and covering my sleepless eyes with concealer, I make my way out of the stuffy room. My sock covered feet make their way quietly down the stairs.

I only now get a good look of just how much the downstairs have changed. It looks...wow, the same. It looks exactly the same as it once did making you think was it really ever raided?

Yes.

I got shot.

Still pissed about it.

Kelly must be out as I notice it's quiet and not filled with her loud mouth singing to some song. Not that Kelly's a bad singer, no she's quite the opposite in fact. It's just that there's only so much singing one can take in a lifetime. I've reached that limit after knowing her since primary.

I pull on my shoes and lock the door behind me. I walk past people training on the open grass, their trainer yelling at them. I spot Elizabeth panting on the green grass, her eyes connect with mine with a harsh glare. I roll my eyes at her not wanting to deal with her petty attitude. "Hey Nova, looking a little wear for worse!" Elizabeth shouts over to me.

I click my tongue, turning to her with a sweet tight lipped smile. "Elizabeth. I was trying to look like you today, what do you think?" I ask with a smug smile. Her smirk falls off her face as she scoffs, glaring at me once again before her trainer yells at her to move it. I ignore her heated glare, walking past her with my head held high.

I see black cars lined up, Ethan and Eva filling it up with luggage. Eva sees me and smiles wildly, skipping her way over to me. "Hey! I thought you were off for the next couple of weeks?" She brings me into a light hug.

"Yeah well I got bored. What are you guys doing?" I ask, nodding my head over to the cars. She looks over to the cars and back at me.

"Well we're off again. France apparently, Grayson's going to brief us on the way." She explains.

"You're all going?" I ask.

"Yeah, you joining then?" She asks with a smirk.

"Definitely." I smile with a mischievous glint in my eyes. Eva takes my hand and leads me over to one of the black SUV's. She winks at me as she closes the door. I look around the car, blacked out windows, black leather seats.

Sooner then I thought, doors start to open. The first head I see pop through is Kelly's vibrant ginger locks. She huffs, throwing a duffel bag onto the seats beside hers before she climbs in shutting the door. She pulls her hair out of her face, her eyes locking on mine. "What are you doing?" She asks, her eyes fill with worry.

I chuckle, "Hello to you too. I'm fine, no need to ask." I say, holding my hand up to stop the question I already know she's going to ask. Her shoulders slump but a smile remains.

"I shot a gun!" She says exited. My eyes widen at the news, Kelly and guns don't seem like a good fit. However, I place on a smile not wanting to damper her mood.

"Oh yeah, how'd it go?" I ask.

"I missed every target." She says still smiling. I burst out laughing at her. Just as I thought, Kelly's to pure to touch something so tainted.

"God, what the hell is in here!" I hear Eva groan as she dumps a heavy duffel bag onto the seats, squishing Kelly's bag in the process.

"It's fucking guns so be careful with those." Eva rolls her eyes shoving the bag onto the floor of the car, taking a seat beside Kelly.

Ethan comes into the car with a scowls. "Did I not just say to be carful?"he slides into the back, purposely hitting Eva in the head. The passenger door opens, a cool breeze blowing on my skin. Liam looks at me with furrowed brows.

"The fuck are you doing here?" He asks, a scowl on his face.

I'm taken aback by the attitude he has going on. I glare at him not having any of his rudeness. "I don't know who pissed in your cereal and quite frankly I don't give a shit. Take the stick that's shoved up your ass somewhere else." I wave my hand at him as he sighs deeply.

"I'm sorry, it's nothing personal." He mummers before shutting the door and making his way into the back. My head spins to the drivers side to see Grayson's tall build climb in. He looks at me with shock which turns to confusion finally setting on anger.

Oh boy.

I smile innocently at the brooding man beside me. "Hey..." I awkwardly say.

"No." He says gruffly.

"No?"

"Your not coming, Nova." He shakes his head.

"What! Oh come on, I'm fine." I groan, my head falling on the back of the seat.

"I don't give a shit what you say, you're supposed to be resting for another week."

"Grayson." I moan in annoyance.

"Nova." He mocks me. I glare at him as he raises a single brow.

"No." I protest.

"No?"

"Oh for god sake, just fucking leave!" Liam interrupts us as he looks out the window avoiding everyone's curios gaze.

"Fucks up with you?" I ask as Grayson begins to start the car, his tattooed arm shifting the gears. I have to stop my eyes from staring at the sight, not wanting to begin something I know for sure I won't be able to finish.

"Nothing."

"Could of fooled me." I sigh deciding to give him some space. I turn my head to the window watching everything fly past.

"Shut the fuck up." Liam grumbles.

The car suddenly jerks to a stop, Grayson's arm flying to my chest to push my back before turning to Liam with a gun aiming at him. "What the fuck!" Kelly shouts, looking between the gun and Liam.

"Don't you fucking dare. Don't you fucking talk to her like that." He glares at Liam who glares back. I look between the two, my heart slowly increasing.

I'm assuming Liam's bad attitude has something to do with Grayson.

"Grayson. Stop." I say, taking the gun out of his hands and stuffing it under my thighs. "Just drive." I say.

That's how a uncomfortable and tense car ride begins.

***

"You really think that we're going to be able to do that?" I ask, completely unfaithful in the team.

Grayson rolls his eyes closing the brown folder shut. "No, we'll just have to make it work."

I scoff looking at him then at the team who currently consists of an angry Liam who refuses to talk to anyone, an inexperienced Kelly who will for sure become a liability, Eva who only chats about the dresses she gets to wear and Ethan who has absolutely no interest in the whole ordeal.

We're fucked.

"So what do we actually have to do?" Kelly's asks beside me. Her voice quiet and soft and her eyes filled with an innocence I know won't last forever.

I take the file off of Grayson before he can say other wise and open it. "Clementine." I raise an eyebrow in question. I look at Grayson who shrugs his shoulders.

"What?" Eva asks, not listening into the conversation.

I shake my head, "Nothing, the target is a she. Anyway, we'll be going to a fundraiser undercover to take her into questioning." I read over the details it gives us about her.

She's around 5,6, long brown hair and blue eyes. She's known to be a runner, if she makes me run I'm going to hurt her. Her body count is astounding, worrying but astounding. She's very skilled in gun usage, seeming to have a perfect aim.

Shame I'm better.

She's killed many people, innocent or not she's a danger to our world being exposed to local authorities which could land us somewhere much worse, like FBI worse. "We're going to kill her?" Kelly's gasps, her eyes filled with horror at the idea.

"No, it's questioning for a reason." Ethan rolls his eyes at Kelly.

"If she knows about us then why do we need to go undercover?" Eva asks.

"Because there are others there. Business men who are powerful and have connections, no surprise someone in the government." Grayson explains a scowl in his face.

"So it's just in and out. No problem." Eva shrugs.

"Please. Have you seen her body count?" I ask, sliding the folder over to Eva. She looks at it and her eyes widen.

Grayson scoffs. I look at him with questioning eyes. "What?" I ask.

He chuckles, rubbing his jaw. "You think her body count it bad?" He smirks, leaning forward on the table. His knee slides in between my legs, my breathing momentarily stops. My body heats up just from the small gesture.

"It's not everyday you see some have a body count that high." I mummer. My eyes can't seem to turn away from his.

"Mmm, you should see mine." I clench my fists as his hands begin to slide down my thigh. He smirks at my reaction watching me struggle to keep my self together.

"So a problem." Eva asks, as she looks at the folder Ethan peering over her shoulder to have a loot at it.

"Yeah problem." I mumble, my mind to distracted on the wondering hands under the table.

"We're going to need someone on surveillance. People in the inside and out, making sure she doesn't get away." Grayson says, everyone's attention now on him. I glare at him as he casually talks like he isn't currently gripping my thigh.

"Liam, you'll be on the inside. Get into the security office and monitor the cameras. Follow her every move." Liam nods his head, his mood becoming serious. I bite my lip as his fingers rub against my wet pu**y.

"You'll be with Liam where it's safe." Grayson looks at Kelly who hesitantly nods her head. I see the slight lift in the corners of his lips making me glare harder at him. "Ethan I want you on the roofs with a sniper. Try not to kill anyone okay?"

"My specialty." Ethan smirks, a look of trouble in his eyes.

"Us three we'll be going inside as guests. As long as we all don't fuck up and keep to ourselves, everything should go to plan. We'll find Clementine and try to get her out easily and as quietly as possible." Grayson looks at them both then glancing at me and daring to wink at me as he applies pressure on my clit.

My hand wraps around his wrist pulling it away. He licks his bottom lip chuckling to himself as I try to calm myself down.

"Just one question." Ethan asks.

"What do you do if she's doesn't walk out with you?"

I share a look with Grayson as he clenches his jaw, looking back at Ethan. "One way or another. She's coming out."

Beside me Kelly takes in a sharp breath.

Silence fills the table as people around us enjoy their meals with laughs and smiles.

In another words, just like Grayson said, dead or alive. She's coming with us.

***

Everyone climbs out of the car where as I stay put. Grayson looks at me and sighs sitting himself back in the seat. "We'll catch up guys." The others pay no mind running towards the hotel.

"I can't believe you did that." I mumble. I'm pissed at Grayson for not only daring to do that while our friends are right beside us but also because he left me horny and wet.

"Angel, are you really mad at me?" He reaches his hand out to my thigh, rubbing it up and down.

"Yes! You can't just do that." I huff.

"I'm sorry, okay. Let me make it up to you." He whispers into my ear sending goosebumps everywhere.

I turn my head towards him, biting my lip in anticipation. "What are you going to do?" I breath. He grins sliding his hand down my leggings and into my wet folds. I gasp, grasping onto his bicep.

"I have a few ideas." He mummers before grabbing my hips and picking me up so I'm now straddling him. He delved two fingers in me, I let out a moan my head falling backwards. "That feel good, Angel?" He spreads kisses all over my neck, sucking and licking. I let out another moan feeling his fingers curl Inside me. My hands clench his hair as my breath fans his lips. He brings us together in a hungry heated kiss. My hand slides down to his pulsing cock that begs to be pleasured. He groans through the kiss as I grasp it in my hands. Grayson pulls back and slowly takes off my top, throwing it behind him. He lowers his head to the cleavage of my breasts, slowly licking up to my neck, my jaw, biting my ear. I arch my back at the movements, my hands undo his belt and sliding my hands into his boxers.

I pump him fast, his groans and kisses only edging me on. He nibbles my hot skin his skilful tongue making me squirm. I let out a long moan as he flicks my clit then slowly begins to circle it, his movements becoming faster and faster. My hand smacks the steamed up glass, my head falling back as I let out a rippling orgasm. "Always my favourites part." Grayson grins. I hum, spreading kisses down his neck, sucking enough to leave a hickey. He groans, gripping my hair and pulling me back. "I need to be in you. Now." He pulls my leggings and pants down, digging into his pocket pulling out a condom he then slams himself inside me. We both let out a loud moan. He grips my hips as I ride him, him guiding me. "God!...I missed you." I moan. I freeze realising I shouldn't of said that. He grins up at me, cupping my neck. "I missed you to, Angel." He kisses me passionately. He slams into me rhythmically the sound of our skin meeting and our laboured breaths. My hand grabs the handle above the window, my other resting on his shoulder.

"Mmh, I'm going to cum, Angel." Grayson grunts. I watch as he clenches his eyes shut his head falling on the back of the seat, his tatted arms flexing as he grips my hips with all his strength. I follow the line of his veins running up his arm. My nails lightly scratch his exposed chest and his shoulders. I clench around him, feeling him tense at the action. His thighs stiffen and he lets out a groan, the feeling of his hot cum filling inside me. I realised the windows have steamed up from our heated sex, our clothes sprawled hazily around the car. Grayson wraps his hand around my neck pulling me into a kiss. His lips are soft but rough as he dives his tongue into my mouth taking charge. He pulls away and rests his forehead against mine.

"What was that for?" I whisper.

He looks deeply into my eyes and says, "I just really missed you.

I grin and kiss him softly. "I missed you to, Gray."

Fuck rules.

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