My eyes zoom in on his hands particularly focused on the packet of tablets clenched in them. I watch as places them on the minibar and goes to open a tequila bottle. He pours himself a glass and sits down on the sofa before beckoning me over with the wave of a hand. I internally roll my eyes but plaster a fake smile as I walk towards him and I sit across his lap.

His lips latch onto my neck trailing kisses down to my collarbone but I grab his head and gently tug him back; I want to try to get as much as I can out of him instead of letting him think he just landed the jackpot of having sex with me. 

"You mind telling me where you got those from? This is my first hearing that there's something new in the clubs," I say placing a hand on his chest as I give him my best seductive smile.

"Don't know where it came from but that shit, I heard it gives you a big high," he says after taking a gulp of his drink. He moves his head to kiss me but I dodge his lips instead, moving my face close to his neck so my lips are ghosting the skin.

"You're going to give me something that you don't know what it is," I press, moving in closer to him. He looks at me for a moment, eyes narrowing on my face.

"Why are you asking questions?" he growls out. "I thought you wanted me to show you a good time?" Fuck, seems he's still sober and I wanted to do this the easy way.

"I want to know what I'm putting inside my body first," I say with an easy smile.

"No, no. You're asking too much shit. What the fuck do you want?" he demands as he drops the glass and it shatters on the floor as he's pushing me off his lap onto the floor. What he does next is going from zero to a hundred in the blink of an eye. He pulls a gun out of his jacket pointing it at me and my mind goes blank as my body moves into autopilot. 

My leg flies out knocking the gun cleanly out of his hands. It hits the floor and he lunges forward to grab me and I roll away from him, in the process kicking off my shoes. I guess the alcohol hasn't gone to his head since he had to point a gun at me for asking two questions. I stand up quickly as he glares at me from the floor, scrambling up as he peers at me. 

"What are you going to do now? Don't do anything stupid," I tell him in a calm voice and he scoffs. 

"I can't let you leave, I bet you're fucking working for someone," he says stalking towards me, hands outstretched. He throws himself at me and I dodge him, moving in the opposite direction as he runs into the wall. He lets out a groan of pain before turning back to me and I see blood trailing down his forehead. From where I'm standing I can hear him muttering about being caught, how he's fucking screwed.

He runs at me again and although he is a bit drunk he does have some bearings. He changes from attempting to grab me to trying to punch me. Too bad for him, I'm professionally trained in every single type of martial arts; unless you attack me by surprise there's no way you can touch me. I clench my right hand into a fist and move forward, my punching hitting him deep in the gut, the breath being knocked out of him.

He's winded for a moment but manages to grab onto my arms holding onto them tightly and pushes me back into the minibar, the bottles hitting one another as the glass digs into my back. My leg goes up hitting him hard in the balls and he falters as he lets go of me, dropping onto the floor. I grab his head knocking it against mine and I watch his body crumple to the floor.

"Fuck, I'm going to have such a fucking headache later," I mutter rubbing my forehead, a bump already forming on the spot and I feel the spot slightly wet. Of course I split my head too, hopefully the cut isn't too bad. I hear noise in my ear and that's when I take in Nash has been trying to talk to me the whole time.

"Natalia, Natalia, what the fuck is happening?" he demands. 

"He got suspicious of me when I started asking questions and then he attacked me. Now I have him knocked, the drugs we were looking for, but no way out," I reply. "If I leave him here his friend we passed by might get suspicious I'm leaving by myself." 

"We'll have to take that risk, you need to get out of there," he tells me. "Casually leave where you are and if you're stopped, tell them he got too handsy with you too quick and you weren't taking that shit. We'll meet you outside."

"Alright, I'll see you and make sure to get my coat," I tell him. I look back at the knocked-out man on the floor, what was his name again? I walk up to him and search through his pockets until I come across his wallet, Leo Brady.

Sorry I had to knock you out Leo but I'm pretty sure you would have killed me and we can't have that. I go back to the minibar and grab the packet and I look at my dress trying to see where I can hide it. Fuck, it's to tight, I can't exactly stuff it into my bra, it'll stick out like a sore thumb. My eyes fall to my heels and I smirk as an idea comes to mind. 

I pick them up, placing the small packet inside my shoes and decide to carry them by hand. I'll fucking need to wash my feet when I get home. I walk out of the room closing the door behind me. I go back down the hall we came through earlier and walk past the dancers when a hand latches onto my wrist. I look up and meet the eyes of the man that stopped Leo and me earlier.

"I'm surprised Leo let go of your sexy ass," he says with a smirk.

"He turned me off, I don't like being forced into anything," I say to him as I pry his hands off my wrist. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to get going." I quickly walk away from him and out of the private section of the club, back down the stairs. I'm ten steps away from the landing when I hear loud shouting behind me. I turn around and see Leo looking at me, his gun in his hand pointed at me. I don't even waste a second, I rush down the last couple of steps as his yells get louder, no doubt he's running behind me. 

I weave through the people that are dancing, adrenaline coursing through me as I climb up the small set of steps leading to outside of the club. I reach the doors and I turn my head for a split second to see Leo still barreling towards me, the wound from his forehead still dripping all over his face. My hands push the door open and I run past Felix's friend plus other people walking towards the club, my bare feet pressing into the snow. I see Nash's car waiting for me with him watching me intently as I run to the already open passenger door.

"We need to leave, he has a gun and I don't want a shooting to break out here," I tell him as I slam the door shut. Nash presses his foot hard on the gas and we're out of sight even before Leo reaches where I was last standing. 

"Did you get it?" Felix questions as Nash slows down at a red light. I pull out the packet I stuffed at the front of my heels and I wave it in the air.

"Did you really think I'd come back empty-handed," I say with a smirk as both men laugh though Aurora stays silent in the back. I place the packet down in my lap as I press my hands on the radiators. 

"What was up on that second floor?" Felix questions.

"A strip club and I guess you have to have money or connections to get up there since it's fucking guarded. What's above that I have no idea," I answer as I flip one of my hands to warm up, the other one opening the passenger mirror to see how bad the cut on my forehead is. It's not that bad but the blood is starting to trail down to my nose.

"Here take this," Nash tells me as he holds out some tissues.

"Thanks, I knocked my head against that guy too hard," I answer as I wipe the blood from my face before pressing it to my forehead as he lets out a chuckle. 

"You did good Natalia," I hear Nash tell me as he turns into the highway. "You did good." I keep silent but that doesn't stop me from smiling when I hear the praise. 

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"Good job getting these Natalia," Jason tells me as we walk into the precinct. "Was there any trouble at the club?" We went to the club at midnight and we got what we needed before two, not bad work tonight in my opinion.

"You'll give this to the drug lab?" I ask him as I pass the packet of pills to him. "And not that much though the guy I got this from, well, he did try to attack me but I got him good."

"Yeah, forensics will be working alongside us to better understand what the fuck this does to people," he answers. 

"I have the name of the person who I took this from, Leo Brady, he's got a scar running down his cheek," I tell him. "He has a friend too but I couldn't get his name, he's the one who supplied him with that."

"I'll get someone to run that name through our database and see if we can have someone to tail him for a couple of days," he replies. "As for the friend, if this Leo is on social media, you'll be the one looking through them to see if you come across that friend of his." I nod my head as I walk past him to our office falling into my chair.

I slip off my heels and look at my red feet from the cold and stepping into the snow barefooted. I lift one of my legs pulling it up onto my chair as I slowly massage it trying to get the blood circulating again. I don't take notice of Nash sitting down beside me, placing a first aid kit on my desk before pulling my leg into his lap.

"I could see your red lingerie when I walked in, we're you going for the full package, all red tonight?" he teases as he picks up on massaging my foot and holds his hand out for the other. "Clean up your wound and put a bandaid on it.

"It didn't even cross my mind I was giving people a show, I just need these to get warm," I tell him as I wiggle my toes. "And you don't need to do this, I fucking ran through the whole club barefoot, don't know what kind of disgusting shit I stepped on."

"You also ran in the snow so it kind of got them clean, besides I want to do this for you. Let me pamper our hardest worker tonight," he chuckles and I have to hold back a moan from how good his fingers feel on my muscles. I take an alcohol wipe, clean the cut on my forehead, place a bandage on it before closing the kit.

"Flattery will get you nowhere," I laugh as Aurora walks into the office and takes one look at Nash and me before curling her lips in distaste.

"Nash are you staying? I was hoping we could go get something to eat though our options are pretty limited to fast food," she asks in a saccharine tone, pointedly ignoring me.

"No, I'm going to be heading home after," he replies not even turning to look at her. Her face clearly shows annoyance at the refusal but she decides not to argue.

"Maybe next time or since we're off, how about we met then," she continues to press and Nash's hands freeze as he turns to look at her.

"I have things planned so I still can't meet up with you," he tells her. "And I want to keep our work relationship professional, you're not exactly being subtle with your intentions," he tells her bluntly and her face reddens when she hears that. A snort escapes from my mouth and she turns to glare at me before stomping back out of the office.

"How blunt of you," I chuckle as he resumes massaging my feet. 

"You know I don't fuck around with my words, besides, there's only one woman I hope to go home with tonight and if she'll let me take that sexy red dress off of her," he says with a smirk. I eye him for a second and as tempting as that sounds, I'm still too cold for sex plus I still need to talk with him.

"I don't mind going home with you tonight but I need to talk to you plus I just want to take a hot shower and get under some warm covers," I tell him with a small smile. Not to mention ice my back which I'm pretty sure is bruised from being pressed against the glass minibar.

"If that's what you want, we'll do that beautiful," he tells me, dropping his smirk in favour of giving me a grin. "I'll draw up a bath for you when we reach my place."

"You'll join me?" I ask as I pull my feet back and pull on my socks before putting on my boots and tying the laces. 

"Only if you want me to," he answers as he stands up. "Let's get out of here, we'll take my car and we'll come to work together on Sunday. You still have some of my clothes at my place right? And I can give you something to sleep in."

"I should, I'm pretty sure I do otherwise we can stop by my place before coming here. I need to grab something from my car before we go," I tell him as I stand up fixing my jacket and pick up my heels.  We walk past Felix and Jason saying goodnight to both before walking outside.

"Give me one second," I say to him as walk over to my car. I unlock the door and throw my shoes inside before grabbing my makeup wipes plus contacts case. I shut the door locking it before crossing the lot to Nash's car.

"It's been such a long time since we had a day off, I think I'm going to sleep the day away," I tell him as he drives out of the lot. 

"I'll make sure you're relaxed tonight beautiful," he says with a smirk as I lean back into the seat and start wiping down my heavy makeup. That's all I need, relaxation and sleep; god knows I'll need it after our talk tonight.

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A/N What's up everyone! Took me a couple of days to get this together but it's finally here! And I would have had this up hours ago but it was missing two details, I really do think best at night, XD. Natalia is our badass here, came out of all that in one piece. And Nash, well he really put Aurora in her place. I love having blunt characters that don't keep quiet on shit they don't like. Next chapter, don't I really have to say anything, we know where this going.

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