Grayson's POV

"Strip." I commanded her.

She blushes looking at me where I sit on the end of the bed, leaned back on my elbows. "What?" She breaths.

"You heard me, Angel. Strip." I run my eyes up and down her body lustfully.

Slowly, she takes off her top watching it fall to the floor. Her full breasts on display already my dick is hardening at the sight. Her perky nipples standing hard in the air. I lick my lips, my gaze not faltering from her. Her hands painfully slowly unzip the zipper to her skirt. The light material falls to the floor pooling around her feet.

"Come here." I wave my fingers towards me sitting up as she slowly walks over to me. Her hands slide to my shoulders as mine wrap around her hips. I pull her into me making her straddle me. She gasps as my dick digs into her dripping sex.

"Don't think I've forgot about what you did." I whisper into her ear, my hand sliding up to her shoulder pushing her hair away. Her breaths are fast, her teeth digging into her plump lip. "Did you think I would forget, Angel?" I ask, my hand sliding down her spine making her shiver.

She shakes her head at me. I smack her ass, she gasp her hands gripping my shoulders. "Words."

"No." She breaths.

"Good girl." Her eyes slightly roll when I say this making me smirk.

"Do you think you deserve a punishment?" I ask. I look into her eyes as my hands grabs her ass, daring her to disagree with me.

"Yes." My fingers graze her wet pussy, her eyes rolling back she moans, "Yes."

"Twenty." I say. She looks at me confused but before she can open her mouth I flip her over so she she lays across my legs, her pink ass in the air.

"Twenty spanks, Angel. Count with me." I pull her lacy pants down her long legs. I rub my hand across her smooth skin before bringing it up and smacking it down onto her skin.

She yelps in surprise. I rub my hand across the pink forming skin. "I said count."

"One." She whispers.

My hand goes up and landing back onto her ass. I watch as it's shakes and pinks even more. "Two." She says breathlessly.

I do it again and again, harder and harder. She moans louder each times and my dick is throbbing by the time I've finished. Her arousal drips down her inner thighs, her ass a nice shade of red and left with my hand print. I pull her back up, her cheeks a rosey colour and her eyes filled with lust.

"Are you sore?" I ask brushing her hair away from her face.

She softly shakes her head as her big blue eyes stare at me. "Only a little." She whispers.

I kiss her cheek and lift her bridles sty into the bathroom. I place her gently on the side. She gasp and I look over to her concerned. "Did I hurt you?" I ask.

"No, no. It's just cold." She smiles. I kiss her lips softly savouring the taste of her. I pull away reluctantly. I fill the bath with warm water and random bath soaps. I pick Nova up again and place her into the tub.

"Join me." She looks up at me with a soft smile.

"Okay." I begin to undress and climb in shortly after. I sit back against the tub pulling her back to my chest, watching the water slowly rise above our bodies.

I cup the warm soapy water and run it down her shoulder. I do it to both of her shoulders, massaging them. Her head falls against me with a relaxed sigh. I cup the water again and let it run down her chest. I take the hair bobble out of her hair that is beginning to fall out. With a silent struggle, I grasp all of her hair into my hands and tie it up into one of those buns I see her do.

I frown at it when it doesn't come out the same way it does when she does it. I look down at her face, her eyes peacefully closed and a small smile on her pink lips. Seeing as she hasn't complained I've pulled her hair out of her scalp nor that she has seen the mess on her head I've created, I decide to leave it.

I wrap my arms around her, hugging her body closer to mine. She hums bringing her arms to mine as she reaches her toes out of the water to turn the tap off with her foot. We sit in silence against each other, the sound of the bubbles popping and the slight swooshing of water as one of us moves slightly being the only thing heard.

"Do you think everything will go okay tomorrow?" Nova breaks the silence, her legs tangling themselves with mine.

"Of course it will." I whisper against the shell of her ear, my finger tips running up and down her arms. "You know I wouldn't ever let anything harm you."

"I know you wouldn't." She tips her head back to smile up at me.

That smile always breaks me. The way her eyes shine even brighter, her face glowing. She always looks so happy every time she smiles at me and I'm so glad it's me she smiles at. I sometimes wake up only with the want of seeing her smile. Or just seeing her in general, she is absolutely undoubtedly the most beautiful person I've ever met.

And she's all mine.

"Good." I kiss her forehead.

"What does this one mean?" I don't need to look at what tattoo she referring to, I can feel her touch tracing it.

"uomo destrorso." I chuckle at the memory of getting it. "Me and Liam got matching tattoos." She continues to trace the tattoo.

"I didn't know he knew Italian." I lean my chin on her head.

"He doesn't." I snort. She gasps and looks up to me with agape expression.

"Grayson! You better not of gotten him something mean." She scolds me. I roll my eyes.

"Relax, Angel. It means right hand man." I mumble.

"Good. Does he know what it means now?" She asks.

I shrug, "He hasn't asked. I'm sure he's googled it by now." I sigh running. My hands up and down her body.

"What does this one mean?" I peer down at the tattoo that sits on my forearm.

"That's a mafia one." Her finger traces the barbed wire that surrounds a pair of broken wings. She plants a small kiss on the wings and my lips lift by the tiniest amount.

"I think it's pretty." She smiles down at it.

I cringe. "Pretty? No, I don't do pretty."

"So I'm not pretty?" She frowns. My eyes widen and immediately I start to deny and apologise.

"No, no. I don't mean that, you're pretty. No, well yes, but so much more then pretty. You're stunning." I explain. She burst out in laughter and I frown down at the site.

I'm so fucking confused. "Did I say something wrong?" I ask.

She turns her body slightly cupping my cheek. "I was just joking, Grey." She giggles again and I glare at her.

"That's not fucking funny." I grumble.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She laughs again and I turn my head away from her.

"Grey, I'll stop okay." I look back at her with a frown as she grins back at me. Only because of that fucking smile.

I roll my eyes and pull her closer to me, bringing her into a hungry deep kiss. My tongue invades her mouth exploring everything. She moans hooking her arms around my neck, pulling her chest flushed against mine. I angle her head to get a deeper access. I bite her lip lightly pulling back and letting go. She breaths against my lips heavily.

The water begins to get cold, the heat of Nova's body against mine was the only source of heat. I give her a quick sweet kiss and whisper, "Come on, we gotta get ready."

"Okay." She smiles and pulls away from me. Her perky full breasts stare me right in the face and I can't help but stare at them as she pushes herself up making her chest push closer into my face. My teeth quickly but gently takes her nipple and pulling it back.

"Really?" I smirk up at her and smack her ass as I too climb out of the bath tub. She gasps and turns around to scowl at me.

I chuckle wrapping a towel around my waist draining the tub. I walk out of the bathroom before she can comment on the mess of her hair I've made. I dry myself off and begin to get changed into my black trousers and shirt. I leave the first three buttons undone and adjust the length of the sleeves so they are rolled above my elbows.

"Can you zip me?" I turn to Nova who stands with her back facing me, her hand holding her now straight hair behind her shoulder. I walk behind her, goosebumps appear on her tanned skin, i zip the dress up slowly loving the reaction her body makes from my touch.

"Done." I whisper, kissing her shoulder. She turns around and it's only then I get a good look at her. My eyes run over her in awe, her beautiful curves hiding underneath a silk red dress that inches her waist and dips far to low down her chest for my liking.

"How do I look?" She asks.

My hand grabs hers, twirling her body around before I pull her against me, lowering my head I whisper. "Absolutely stunning, Angel." My finger runs down the valley of her breasts and stopping where the dress stops. "However, I'm not keen on this being on display for others." I mumble with a frown.

"It's fine, Grayson." She rolls her eyes making my grip tighten on her hip. "Plus, it's a look but not touch." She smirks.

"I like the sound of that better." I kiss her softly before a knock on the doors interrupts us. Nova pulls away all to quickly and I scowl at the door. Liam walks through with Kelly behind him, throwing my glare at Liam he looks at me confused.

"You guys ready?" Kelly asks.

"Yep! Let's go." Nova walks out with Kelly.

"Cock blocker." I grumble to Liam as I pass him. He chuckles behind me making my glare deepen.

"You'll live Grayson." He pats my shoulder which annoyed me so I shove him into the wall and as he tries to walk back I stick my foot out so he trips falling face first into the floor.

I smirk, the fall making the girls turn around. Nova's eyes fall to mine and I don't try to hind my amusement as I wrap my arm around her waist leaving Liam and Kelly behind.

"You're evil."

"You love it." I tease.

I don't hear her reply as the car pulls up in front of us. The door opens to reveal Eva and Ethan already sitting in there waiting. I help Nova in before I climb in myself. Kelly climbs in and I slam the door in Liam's face before he can get in. He flips me off and climbs in not before landing a punch on my arm.

The ride to the museum is a short one and thankfully there isn't a too much talking. We enter the museum keeping a low profile as we've separated into pairs, connecting through the hidden ear pieces. Nova stands beside me closely as she sips on a glass of wine.

"How are we going to get a key card?" She asks lowly.

I lean back onto the bar looking out to the crowd. "That's up to you, Angel." I turn my head to look at her to see her thinking carefully.

"One of the buss boys have them, yes?"

I nod my head in conformation.

"Okay, I have an idea." I stay silent expecting her to elaborate but when she doesn't I turn to her to see her looking hesitantly at me.

"What is it?" I sigh.

"You may not like this." She winces. Now I'm even more curious. I raise a single brow in question. She blows out a breath and says, "Hook up with one of them-

"No." I cut her off immediately. Why the fuck would she even suggest that idea? Does she not understand that when I says she's mine; she is mine. No one but me can even look at her yet alone touch her.

Fuck that.

"I wouldn't actually go through with it." She moves closer to me. I shake my head as I clench my jaw at the idea of someone's mouth on her.

"I said no."

"Grayson. It's a good plan, it would be isolated and I would be able to get the key card without suspicion." It's a great idea but not for her.

Anyone else can do that shit but she's got to be fucking crazy is she thinks for one second I'd let that happen. "Why would I ever let someone else fuck you?" I spit.

"Grayson, I'm not going to have sex with someone else. I'm just making them think we are." I look at her then turn away because I know if I look at her for a second longer I'll break.

She moves if front of me wrapping her arms around my neck. "Grayson, please." I look down at her and I fucking regret it.

I groan. "Fine. But I swear to god if I find out the guy goes into your pants, I'll fucking kill him myself." I warn.

"That's okay." She kisses me but I pull back.

"Im giving you ten minutes tops before I shut it down."

"Deal." She kisses me again before leaving.

I watch closely as she finds a buss boy and begins to flirt with him. I glare at him as he steps to close for my liking, it takes everything in me to not go over there and beat the shit out of him. I nearly break the glass in my hand as I watch them walk off out of sight.

I give it five minutes no longer being able to stand there. I take off in the same direction as they did. Turning into a hallway I see Nova against the wall. She spots me and smiles holding up the key card she swiped out of his pocket. I pull him away from her by the back of his collar chucking him onto the floor.

Surprised he looks up. I take my gun out and shoot him in the leg. He begins to yell but I stuff his tie into his mouth. I lean down and harshly whisper into his ear. "If you fucking touch what's mine again, you'll have more to worry about then a bullet in the leg."

I pull back and grab Nova. "Was that necessary?"

"Not now, Angel."

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