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Valerie was ordered to change into the orange prison wear, little did they know, they had forgotten to check her entire body for weapons. Because she always had a small gun hidden in her bra. They had transferred her into a men's black site prison, because she was too dangerous for a woman's jail.

Being led in with cuffs on her, several guards surrounded her, whilst Hobbs led her to the entrance. "When I get out of here, and that'll be pretty soon. I'm going to come for you, and honey, I never miss." She smirked, sending him a wink before the being led into the prison.

A bunch of the men in the cells, eyeing her up and down. Not even trying to hide that they were perving on her. She rolled her eyes and walked up the stairs, being on the top floor, she finally broke free the cuffs and pulled out her hidden gun.

She shot one of the guards, getting the attention of a sleeping inmate. Deckard smirked, seeing Valerie trying to fight off all the guards. More of the guards became aware and ran up, aiming all their rifles at her. She was surrounded, "Drop the weapon!" Deckard raised a brow, wondering if she was going to do it.

She slowly set the weapon down and was pulled down to floor, her cheek pressed against the cold metal floor. She rolled her eyes, being faced with a smiling Deckard. "I see they finally caught up to you." He teased.

She scoffed and was lifted up, being thrown into the cell in the middle, of his and an empty one. "Hey! Be careful with her! She's valuable." The guards only ignored the comment and walked off, locking her in the cell. She grinned, and easily unlocked the cuffs, tossing them on the floor.

"I still don't understand why they sent me here. Like out of all cells, they put me beside you." She complained, sitting on the cement bench, beginning to mess with the cuffs of her orange jumpsuit. "I don't know why you're complaining when we both know you're thinking about me doing some extremely sinful things to you."

She scoffed, "Like I would even think about anything other than killing your stupid ass." She unbuttoned her jumper and pulled it all the way off her body, so she was only remained in her grey underwear and bra. "Are you trying to tease me?" She rolled her eyes and leaned against the wall.

"That sounds like a you problem." She smiled, playing with the handcuffs. "Are you sure you don't want me to remove the rest of that clothing? Because you seem pretty desperate for my touch." She lowered her head, trying to ignore the blush that crept up.

"The only thing I'm desperate for, is to get the hell away from you." She said, laying flat down on her back, on the cement bench. "You're lying to yourself, darling." He teased, leaning forward on the glass, watching Valerie pick at her perfectly manicured nails.

"I can't wait to get out of here." She mumbled, before sucking in a breath and relaxing her head.

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A.N: Really short chapter, sorry. Next one will be way better! Please vote and comment.

It takes a lot of time to write these books for you guys/girls.

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(You are now blessed)
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