No words were exchanged between us as we slowly made our way down and exited the building.

I could tell Bucky was tense and uncomfortable with the situation.

Especially since he had never seen me doen this type of ensemble, then again I never dressed as I hoochie before.

"What's so funny, short stuff?" He asked as we made our way down the street, towards the club.

I roll my eyes at his childish behavior, before glancing at him. Man, he truly is worried. He should have stayed back at the lookout.

I decided to ignore his behavior and passive aggressive attitude and answered anyway.

"I just find this situation amusing." I whispered, as we crossed the street.

"What about it?" He asked, looking at me expressionlessly, following closely behind.

"I just never dressed like this before, and I think it's a little interesting, freeing even. I mean most women walk around with their tits hanging out, and their ass and cooters practically hanging out of their clothes too." I snorted, shrugging.

"I wouldn't call that freeing…" he scoffed, as he grabbed my hand.

"Why does it bother you so much?" I asked, rolling my eyes at him as we continued walking.

"I just don't want anything to happen to you." He admitted.

I smiled up at him, "Oh Buck, I know. That's why I got extra help… We'll be fine." I said, smirking as I rushed away into the club.

He growled before following me in.

As we walked in I slid off my coat, handing it to the person by the door before making my way to the bar.

The bartender made his way over to me, a smile on his face. "Ce pot obține pentru tine, frumoasă?" He asked, in a throaty voice. (What can I get for you, beautiful?)

He was shorter than Bucky, and much lankier too, and had orangy red hair, and a baby face.

I internally rolled my eyes at the sap, before flickering my eyes to stare at the list of drinks before turning to look back at him.

"Lagună albastră, și un rom și cocs." I replied, tapping my fingers on the bar. (Blue Lagoon and a rum and coke)

"O alegere excelenta. Mă întorc imediat cu asta." He replied before moving away to prepare my drink. (Excellent choice. I'll be right back with that.)

"He's staring…" Bucky muttered, in warning, into my ear.

I bit my lip to keep myself from groaning as he pressed himself closer to my back.

My hand reached back conspicuously, before pinching his thigh.

"Ow, fuck…" he muttered, lightly smacking my ass in response.

"People stare all the time. Hell, even you stare too. Quit being so possessive before you blow our cover, James…" I whispered back.

"I just— fucking hell, this is not going to end well." He muttered, as he ran his hand up my bare leg.

"Derzhis', bol'shoy mal'chik." I whispered, smirking at him as the bartender came back. (Hang in there, big boy.)

He noticed how close Bucky and I stood, before looking at me. "Te deranjează tipul acesta?" He asked, with a frown. (Is this guy bothering you?)

I shook my head, smiling politely, in response before slapping some money on the bar's surface, and taking the drinks.

Bucky followed me, closely behind.

"Drink this, go look through the crowd while I look for the lead." I muttered, drinking the drink in one gulp.

I shivered in disgust, as I tried not to gag at the taste.

Too sweet. Bleh.

"Be careful." He muttered in my ear as he disappeared through the crowd.

I nodded, walking in the other direction, before spotting Sharon at the corner in a booth.

She smiled at me before pulling me into a hug.

"How are you?" She asked, after we let go.

"Better. A lot better." I replied as she offered me one of the platters on the table.

"Good to hear. Had us all worried there for a bit." She said as she took a sip of her martini. "Where's your boo at?" She asked when she finished.

"Other side of the bar…" I replied pointing.

"Good then this will definitely work…" She smirked as she pointed towards the dance floor. "See the man right there? Red shirt? Tall, sandy blonde hair? That is our lead and target. You need to go and pretend to dance as enticingly as you can. Sam will handle Bucky so you can get him to leave with you once you two are out of here… the fun begins." She said with a smirk.

I scowled at her before nodding.

"I would do it but, your body looks better than mine… and your ass looks bite-able in that dress, it's a wonder how Bucky let you out of that dingy apartment tonight." She commented with an amused smirk.

"Almost didn't. Now, keep an eye out. I won't be long.." I muttered, downing the rest of her drink before I got up, shook my hair before making my way onto the dance floor.

As the song began, I slowly began to sway to the annoying music. It was blasting loudly, the ground was shaking beneath my stiletto-heeled soles.

I continued to sway my body to the music. Getting lost in the music as I swayed, enjoying as the music slowly flowed throughout my body.

The next song had just started when I suddenly felt a hand on my hip, as I was pulled flush against a hard body.

The person didn't break my movements to the music as he slowly began to sway with me.

I knew from Sharon's amused gaze that it was the man she was talking about.

We danced together for what seemed like forever, his hands slowly moving on my hips as we moved to the beat of the song.

When the song finished, another quickly began.

"Would you like to get some air?" The man asked, smiling down at me as we continued to dance.

I was about to answer when I felt the hairs on the back of my neck begin to rise. I squashed the feeling and continued to dance, getting into the music. Nodding once in response.

We quickly moved through the crowd and exited the building, walking to the side of the building.

He slowly led me towards the wall, before his mouth slowly descended onto my neck, causing me to gasp.

"What are you doing?" I asked pushing him, feebly so he didn't suspect anything.

A movement from my peripheral vision alerted me someone was coming.

"Nothing you don't want me to…" the guy said with a smirk as he continued, feeling as his hands began to trace up my leg.

I scowled, fully now, pushing him away, causing him to stumble back in surprise of my strength.

"Yeah, no. That's not going to happen." I replied with a smirk, lifting my index finger in the air.

"What the fuck do you mean, bitch?" He asked, trying to charge towards me only for him to hit an invisible wall.

"I'm here because you're my new target. See, there are some people coming for you in a few minutes. So, I suggest you get to talking." I said, as I heard movement.

"I—I don't know what you mean…" he stuttered, as his eyes widened.

I nodded, "Well, there's two ways to get you to talk …. The easy way, you don't get hurt… the hard way, I extract the information out of you, making you live your most painful memory." I replied, with a shrug.

"I don't know anything you crazy ass bitch…!" He screamed attempting to run, but again ran into the invisible wall.

Bucky suddenly appeared next to me, with Sam and Sharon.

"Alright then. I guess it's the hard way." I said, waving my hand and knocking him out.

"Take him back to the safe house's basement. Bucky and I will go and gather our things from the apartment and meet you there." I said.

After watching them take the piece of shit in the back of the large van. Wordlessly, I walked back into the club, grabbing my clutch and coat, slipping it on before walking back out.

I yanked roughly to the side the moment I stepped out the door.

I raised my hand, ready to defend myself, when I felt a cool melt touch my skin, and smelled the familiar smell of his cologne clouding my senses at once.

I stared up at him, expressionlessly, waiting for him to speak.

"Where did that punk touch you?" He asked me, in a controlled calm tone.

I smirked up at him, feeling as he pinned me against the wall with his hips. "You need to calm down…" I whispered, groaning softly.

"He was touching you… I saw when we all walked out." He whispered as his nose began to trace the length of my neck.

I groaned, reaching up to slip my fingers into his hair as I felt his lips touch the same trail he had made with his nose.

"Why are you asking me this?" I whispered, as he sucked on the skin on the side of my neck.

"So I know how many times I have to kiss you to erase him from your memory, and skin…" He said in between kisses.

"We need to go get our things, babe…" I replied, to trying to move, only to feel his hold tighten slightly, biting my lip.

"And we will… after I remind you who you belong to…" He whispered into my ear causing me to gasp and shiver as I heard his tone.