-From Joker's POV-

I have no idea what the fuck Y/n was getting at or what she was even planning tonight, but I don't care. Since she was the one who renegotiated the assassination, she could do it. Miss Professional. Literally killed Donald during the meeting with no regrets. I can't lie though, that made her likable to me. She killed someone who doubted and mocked her without warning or hesitation. I would've done the same. He was dead weight anyways; an old pansy who started off on daddy's dirty money. But still, she came into my place of business, my club, and interrupted my meeting to renegotiate my deal. And now she's flirting with one of my newest and best associates right in front of me?? I impatiently waited for Bones to go away before talking to her again. I cleared my throat to get her attention. "Yes?" she turns to me.

"So you have the job tomorrow?" I ask her annoyed. She gives her head a single nod.

"Consider it done." she says calmly. I roll my eyes and start to make my way out.

"How did you even get here?" I ask her before leaving.

"Stole Scott's car." of course she did. She's an assassin, theft is nowhere below her. I turn back around and make my way to my car. If she's enough of a smart ass to get her, she can get home.

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-From your POV-

Sheesh. I knew I drove here but it's still common decency to offer someone a ride home, isn't it. I laugh and shake my head as I start to look around the club for the bouncer that had Scott's keys. I don't see him anywhere in the club, so I step outside and take a quick look around to see if I spot him. "Dammit." I mumble to myself.

"Looking for something?" Bones' voice from behind me makes my heart jump, but the rest of my body stayed still. I slowly turned around to face him. He was leaning against the building, smoking a joint and I was so preoccupied when I was looking that I didn't even notice him. I smile and let out a small laugh as I take another step towards him.

"Yeah, the bouncer." I say. He blows out smoke and points his joint over to an empty car space.

"Club's closed, a little late to be bounced, no?" he smiles and I chuckle at his joke.

"I never get bounced. But uh, he had my car keys." I say as I point to Scott's car. Bones looks over at it and his eyebrow furrows.

"Where'd you get money for a red Maserati?" he asks me.

"Not mine. I'm more of a Tesla fan." I say.

"An eco-friendly assassin woman? They don't make 'em like you anymore." I laugh at his joke and he smiles, taking one last drag of his joint before offering it to me.

"Need a ride?" he says as he clicks his car-keys, causing a white Audi convertible to light up. I take his joint and take a drag of it.

"Do I?" I puff out. He smiles and motions for me to walk ahead of him and I do. I open the passenger side door and step in.

"I'm not going to lie." he grunts as he bends his head down to fit into the car. "I'm too high to drive right now." he says with red eyes. I just chuckle and hum.

"I'm in no rush. My phone is in the damn car, I have a good buzz coming on, life is good right now." I still have the joint in my hand, it has a very good drags left . I look over and see Bones fixing his hair in the rear-view mirror. He notices me and leans back in his seat.

"Cinderella assassin woman has a crush on me?!" he says pretending to be surprised. I laugh, causing smoke to puff out my nose.

"I don't get crushes.But flattered that the thought of it excited you." I say, teasing. He clicks his tongue.

"Assassin woman is too cool to get crushes?" he says.

"APD." I say while holding in my breath. He moves his eyes up to the ceiling for a minute, thinking.

"You're a sociopath?" he says, moving his eyes back to me. I feel my eyebrows go up in shock.

"Bones the psychiatrist?? Very sharp." I say before throwing the end of the joint out the window.

"Not quite. The ex-girlfriend was a med student." he says with a sigh.

"Mmm. Sounds painful." I say. His gaze turns off of me for a minute and moves to off in the distance.

"Yeah... she uh, she was a bitch. She got me pretty good. She ended up being the mental kind of pain." he says and I nod.

"Mine was a physical kind. Jokes on him though, I didn't mind it, so I still got the last laugh." I say with eyes that are barely open. He turns his head back toward me.

"You didn't mind the pain?" he says intrigued. A grin comes across my face and I shake my head slowly.

"Want to see?" I ask him, our faces now mere inches apart. His eyes trail down from my eyes to my lips, and then back up to my eyes.

"Thought you'd never ask." before I even say anything else, his hand snakes up to the nape of my neck pulling my lips to his. Our tongues orchestrate together well, as if we had both been thinking about this. I lightly bite on his bottom lip, causing him to groan and push his hand further up from the back of my neck to my scalp, grabbing a fistful of my hair and yanking it, pulling my head back and exposing my neck. He starts biting down my neck causing me to smile widely and let out a soft sigh of relief. He reaches his other hand around my waist and practically yanks me over the middle console so I was now straddling him. He still has a fist in my hair, pulling it tight, and uses the other hand to unzip the back of my dress, although he damn near ripped it. "You play dirty, don't you?" he whispers into my ear. His voice was already deep, but the way his voice had changed in a matter of minutes had morphed it into a low growl.

"I'm smiling at this, aren't I?" I whisper back seductively. He moves both of his hands to the sides of my dress, pulling them down off my body and the rest of it slides down my legs. He wraps up around my throat and starts to gradually squeeze tighter.

"Strip." he demands. I can feel my heart pounding through my chest as I wrap my arms around my back to unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the ground where my dress is. He smiles at my obedience. "Take my belt off with your mouth." he growls out. His hand slides up to grab my hair again as I bend down to his waist and use my teeth to carefully undo his belt. Once the buckle was loose, I grip the metal end in my mouth and pull it upwards and drop it back in his lap. I could feel his hard-on through his pants lightly prodding my lower neck when I was bent down taking the belt off. He moves his hands from my hair and grabs the belt. He tosses it into the passenger seat and within the blink of an eye, he pulls me underneath of him so he is now leaning over me, supporting himself on his forearms. One of his hands reaches behind him and fiddles with the lever that reclines and pushes the seat all the way back, giving us some more room. He sits up, supporting himself on his knees, so he's hovering over me while I lay down. "Take this shit off, and make it fast." he demands.

I quickly shuffle upwards and start unbuttoning his dress shirt and throw it into the passenger seat and then make my way to his pants. He pulls me back by my hair. "Oh no no, don't be an eager slut now." he says with a low chuckle. He pushes me down, hard, causing me to land in a laying position again. He collected my hands and pinned them up to the headrest and ties them together with his belt, keeping my hands connected to the headrest and immovable. They're bound so tight together that I can barely move or feel them. He leans back and starts unbuttoning his pants and telling me what he wants me to do. "You're going to take this shit the right away or I'm going to slap the shit out of you." He says as he tugs down his pants and briefs. "But then again, you'd probably like that wouldn't you." he says with a grin and I smile in excitement. I had been with quite a few guys already but Bones, WHEW whenever I get his number I'm about to call him Bones Thee Stallion. He uses his knees to pin my thighs up. It hurts but the pain is enjoyable. He slides his left hand around my neck and traces his fingers on the right hand around my panties. "How did I forget to take these off?" he says with a chuckle as he tugs at them with one hand and rips them in half.

"Taking our time are we?" I say impatiently. His grip tightens around my neck.

"Shut up before I make you." he says as he tightens his grip even more. He moves his lips to my neck and starts biting and sucking from my earlobe to my collarbone as his handles run fingers across my clit, drawing an excited squeal from me. Before giving me anymore time to react, he pushes himself inside of me, causing me to arch my back off the seat. He smirks at my reaction and pulls almost all the way out before slamming back into me.

"Is that all you can do?" I groan out causing him to lean up. He moves his free hand to my waist, locking his grip in tight as fuck and begins moving at an inhumane pace. Between his grip on my waist, the way he has my thighs pinned flat out to the sides, the grip on my neck, and the way he's fucking me, I can feel adrenaline and pain coursing through my body and I love every second of it. Curses and moans escape from my lips and groans escape from his. "Do you always fuck girls you meet on the first day like this?" I say with a mischievous grin.

"Only the ones with 'fuck me eyes' who introduce themselves with an exotic dance." he chuckles out. He groans again, speeding up his pace even more. I rub my head back against the seat and shut my eyes tight. "Fuck I can feel you tightening up, cumming already huh?" he says.

"Shut the fuck up and finish the job." I moan out. He slows his thrusts down and pulls almost all the way out.

"Work for it then." he says with a smirk. I open my eyes and right away, they lock with his. I wiggle my hips downward and he starts stroking himself at the sight of me squirming for him. I tug my hands once, twice, and then the third time they finally slip out of the tight leather restraint. My hand reaches up and smacks him across the face and then I move them to his back and dig my nails in.

"Destroy me then." I say in a low tone. He wastes no time snapping his hips back into me, causing me to drag his nails down back, only earning groans and a faster pace from him. "Fuck oh my God." I moan out as my climax hits, causing the tingling between my legs to intensify by a thousand, like fireworks. A string of moans escape my mouth and he smiles as he picks up his pace.

"On your knees. Now." He leans upward and I wiggle into a position where I'm leaning down on my knees, face down. He shoves his cock into my mouth and begins thrusting back. I bob my head with his thrusts and he wraps his hands in to my hair, pushing my head and my neck into his hips. "Fuck." he groans out before cumming down my throat. I swallow it all quickly and then lean back. We're both panting and sweating.

"I think it's safe to say you're sober enough to drive now, huh?" I say with a chuckle.