> I asked, irritation leaking into my tone. His fingers dug into my skin and I hissed in pain.
> I spat out viciously, yanking my arm from his grip. Turning away, I marched down the stairs of the porch and made my way over to the car. I was on edge and slightly worried. I've dealt with many people when it comes to baiting, but this wasn't any normal job.
I knew Sebastian had picked this job because he wanted to see me struggle, and I could not let that happen.
Evelyn Summers does not fail. Never has, never will.
I didn't know where we were going. This area was foreign to me, and only made me more uncomfortable.
> I questioned. It only dawned on me then that since Danny and the rest of the gang was gone, no one would be running our territory.
Sebastian said gruffly, his long fingers wrapping around my wrist in a tight grip. I kept close to him while we walked, making our way up the stairs into a private level of the club. It was a large room with its own bar, and had a couple of couches along with a large table.
> Sebastian told me. He gestured to the tinted glass that allowed us to look out into the club. It reminded me of the VIP room where Danny would stay, and watch out for me during every job. >
My body stiffened and I instantly began scanning the floor, looking for anyone who could possibly be an overconfident drug dealer. I jumped slightly when a hand was placed on my lower back. I turned to glance up at Sebastian, who was staring at me intently.
he whispered, his head lowering next to mine. With his hand still firmly pressed into my back, he pointed down to a man who was making his way to the bar.
Chuck Forrest was not what I was expecting. He looked like he was in his mid twenties, and looked like any normal guy. His expression was serious and he barely glanced at anyone, even the girls who were desperately trying to get his attention.
« Good luck. » Sebastian's whisper sent shivers down my spine and I pushed away from him, feeling my confidence flow back into me.
I can do this.
« Bait him, get him to want me to go home with him, I've got this. » I said, walking towards the door. A smirk danced over my lips and I threw a look back to the boys. he stated, his eyes bright.
> I whispered out, my hands resting on his chest.
>
I raised my brow before grinding my hips into his, emitting a groan from his parted lips.
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It was easy to see that I had Chuck Forrest wrapped around my little finger.
>
A laugh escaped my lips at his insinuation. This man truly was just as bold, cocky, and careless as Sebastian had described him. Being all those things could get you killed. And unfortunately for Chuck, that's exactly what was going to happen.
> I finally spoke, leaning up to hover my lips just under his ear. >
Chuck seemed temporarily stunned for a moment, before he managed to recover. His fingers dug into my hips even more, and I was sure they were going to leave bruises.
> It was an offer, but at the same time a demand. From the way he was holding me, I could tell that he was eager to get out of here, with me by his side. > I said softly, a devious look glinting in my eyes.
He intertwined his fingers with mine, and pulled my body into his. Ignoring the hungry looks from the other men, I glanced up at the tinted glass, a cocky expression crossing over my face. Like I said, this was too easy.
We maneuvered our way through the crowd and finally were able to slip out the exit. Once we got outside, my smirk faltered and I realized that I had absolutely no idea what to do next. We will do the rest.
I didn't see Sebastian anywhere, neither Mason nor Callum.