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calypsocolada · 8 months

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how bsd boys react to thinking you're dead... ft. tecchou, akutagawa, dazai, kunikida

cw: blood, gore, death, sewerslide mentions/attempt in dazai's, angst, fem reader

wc: 2.2k

Tecchou dropped to his knees, your weapon clutched tightly in his hands. The blade was shattered, he held the pieces between his fingers. You were always ahead in a fight, always. You had the upperhand last time he saw you and now he couldn’t find you at all. Not to mention he knew you’d die before losing your sword, it was practically an extension of yourself. Tecchou couldn’t move, something wet slid down his cheeks as he stared at your sword. His one hand came up to swipe over his cheeks, his breathing ragged.

You two weren’t meant to be. He followed justice, obeyed the law, and put it above everything else. You were a criminal, working for some lowly mafia group in Yokohama. The first time you two met you bested him in a fight. He dropped to his knees in front of you and told you to take his life. You had laughed and placed the tip of your sword under his chin, tilting it up so he was looking you in the eyes.

“You're very dramatic.” You had said, amusement on your features. He looked at you, really looked at you. “You better beat next time you see me or I just might kill you.” You say, pulling your sword back away from him. He watched until you were gone and still sat there minutes after.

After that Tecchou saw you a few more times, but you two didn’t fight. Something threw you together and you had to work side by side. Tecchou couldn’t stop thinking of you. Treatise, traitorous thoughts of you. Haunting his dreams, your eyes in the middle of the night. You hair and the complex way you braided it, the way you talked and laughed and just every damned thing about you. It was exhausting how much his mind wandered to you. You weren’t a good person, to think of you this way was against everything Tecchou believed in. But he couldn’t stop. He found himself looking for you around every corner, searching you in every shop and watching the door at various cafes wondering if there was any conventional way he could meet you.

But now, with your broken sword in his hands and you nowhere in sight Tecchou felt something deep and guttural in his chest. It ached like nothing before. His fingers flexed hard around the sword, cutting them sharply against the blade, blood dripping from his hand.

“Tecchou!” A voice yelled. He didn’t look up from your sword, just stared at it as though he could will you back to life. “Tecchou!” That voice again. He blinked, a tear falling down his face. That voice. It was familiar, but he couldn’t move, he couldn’t… “My blade…” The voice said, not so far away anymore. He looked up and it was like seeing a ghost. You were pale, dried blood from a cut on your cheek. Your eyes looked at the blade, broken in his hands. “Those bastards broke my-” He was quick to his feet, quick to grab you and pull you into his chest, one hand around your back and the other tangling in your hair. You gasped at how fast he moved. He held you tightly, so tightly you could barely breathe. “Tecchou---” You managed. “Is everything alright?” You asked, he loosened up a bit but didn’t let you go.

“I thought,” His voice broke a bit, the emotion in it dragged you to an understanding. “I thought you were dead.” He said, his fingers digging into you. You blew out a laugh, throwing your arms around him, patting his solid back.

“Me? Dead?” You scoffed. “I didn’t know you cared this much.” He pulled back at that, looking down from his massive height.

“I care.” He said simply and passionately. “You’re very important to me.” He says and your breath catches because Tecchou was serious. You, a lowly mafia member, important to a member or the Hunting Dogs?

“Am I?” You echoed because it seemed so out of the realm of possibility. He only nodded his head, his fingers in your hair sliding forwards to your cheek, his thumb tilted your chin up and before you could blink his lips crashed against yours. You gasped in surprise. Today seemed like a day full of surprises.

“Tecchou!” Another voice called out from across the way. You barely had time to react before Tecchou was pulling back, cradling your face in his hands.

“Go,” He urged. “Go now. I won’t let you get caught.” He says, hands pulling away from your face towards his sword. It was another Hunting Dog that called for you, an older man.

“You’ll get in trouble if I leave. You’d be breaking the law.” You say and he nods his head.

“For you I’d do anything.” He says, eyes lightening up with fiery passion. “Now go.” You clench your jaw, nodding your head.

You fell to the floor, blood spilling down the front of your shirt, your weapon clattering out of your hand and across the floor. It slid until it stopped right in front of Akutagawa. Something cracked and splintered inside of him. He watched as you reached a bloody hand towards him.

“Run,” You warned weakly before the light in you snuffed out and you laid limply on the floor, blood pooling around you. Francis started to laugh at your expense.

You and Akutagawa came here together to face him, to stop the ship from crashing into Yokohama. Akutagawa wouldn’t leave here unless Francis was split in half. He wouldn’t run because he knew if things were reversed you wouldn’t run either.

So he fought, with everything in him, to pay you memory he’d send Francis to hell. And just like that he slashed Francis and sent him tumbling off the side of this ship towards certain death. Akutagawa stared until Francis was out of sight. And when the rain started he ran to grab your lifeless body and carry you back towards shelter.

He didn’t win because he lost you.

It didn’t matter that lives were saved because your life was lost.

Nothing mattered as he laid you carefully on the floor, your skin pale. All of this meant nothing, nothing at all. Carefully he reached a hand towards you, his finger dragging your wet hair out of your face, your skin cold to the touch. He yanked off his jacket and pulled you into his arms, placing the jacket over your cold body as he held you. He held so tightly, wanting to give you just a little bit of his own warmth. And that’s when the tears started, slow at first then all at once. He couldn’t stop them. He’d wasted every moment with you. Pretending as though you didn’t matter to him. Pretending you weren’t everything he thought about every waking moment. He felt sick, sicker than ever. He ached for you. He lost.

“Don-t- cry.” A shock to the system hearing your weak voice. He yanked his head back, his tears dropping on your cheeks. Your eyes were open as you looked up at him. You were alive. Badly injured and close to death. But alive. He let out a ragged breath he hadn’t known he was holding as he stared shocked. “Akutagawa--,” You managed, coughing up blood.

“Don’t talk.” He choked out. “Don’t say another goddamn word.” He growled. You stared up at him, biting your lip. “I’m getting you off this god forsaken ship and to a doctor, after all that you can say something.” He says angrily. And then he did something that shocked you. His thumb swiped the blood from your lips before he pressed his own to yours. You froze, sucking in a breath. The kiss was short and left you with a panging want as he pressed his forehead against your own. “If you ever die on me I’ll kill you myself.” He hoisted you up into his arms carefully. You were in and out for the most part. Missing all the good parts. The next time you woke up was in a hospital bed inside the agency. Yosano clearly fixed you up because you felt no pain at all. But you were alone. After all, Akutagawa and you were on opposite sides. But after everything that happened, you weren’t so sure anymore.

Dazai always dreamed to find someone who he could commit suicide with. He felt it was the most romantic way to go out, side by side with someone he loved. But when he met you… Someone so full of life and love. He could no longer want that stupid dream of his. It haunted him at night when you laid beside him. He’d never felt this way. This fierce protectiveness to kill anything that would even try to harm you. Everything he loved was taken from him and a scared part of him hoped you’d be his exception. Hoped you’d do as he said. His rules to keep you safe and anything to do with the detective agency far far from you. He had his enemies. His enemies were cunning. He knew how they thought. Knew having you in his life meant he had a weakness to exploit. It kept him up at night because if he wanted to beat a villain he’d go after their loved ones as well. And when that day came it only felt the sickest fate, the worst kind of karma.

Dazai was smart, but he met his match in Fyodor and when Fyodor found out about you it was all over. You were taken in the night. Dazai was working late when he noticed a missed call from you. The voicemail… your frantic voice, the way it cut off. Dazai tripped over himself to get back to the house, he practically broke his foot busting down the front door only to find it empty. He went to the bedroom, blood splattered against your guys’ bed. Dazai dropped to his knees. You were gone and knowing Fyodor you were dead. He was quick to slide his blade out and press it against his own neck. There was no point to living if you weren’t here with him. So Dazai closed his eyes, tears falling down his cheek as he started to drag the blade across his neck. A hand shot out, grabbing him by the wrist.

“Dazai!” Your sweet voice croaked out as you pulled his hand from his neck, the other pressing against the small wound he made. “Didn’t you hear me? I’m okay!” You cried, falling to your knees in front of him. He stared dumbfoundedly at you, his hand slowly coming up to your cheek. To feel you and to know you were right here, and alive. His thumb swiped across your cheek that was wet with tears.

“I thought you were dead.” He said, his voice trembling as his hand tangled in your hair, yanking you into his body until you were practically sitting on his lap.

“I’m not, I’m okay.” You gasped through tears, holding him tightly.

The bomb went off, destroying half of the train station. Kunikida was thrown back several feet into a brick wall, body falling hard against the concrete. He couldn’t hear, just the muffled sounds of debris breaking and crashing to the floor. He pushed to his feet, his body aching. He held his ribs as he slumped slightly against the wall. He was mere inches from you before the bomb went off. You were a fingertips length away from him.

A ragged breath escaped his lips, his throat choking up. He surged forwards, dizziness throwing him off balance. He called out for you once, twice, three times but heard nothing. His hands bled as he yanked debris to the side where he’d last seen you. He moved on particular piece and his hand stopped. Part of the hem of your dress stuck underneath. It was ripped and when he pulled on it it came out easily. He pulled the piece to his chest, tears forming in his eyes. He felt sick to his stomach. He pocketed the piece and continued working to find you. He could barely stand straight, he bled from his hands, his ribs probably broken from the blast. He coughed up blood, tears mixing with the dust on his cheeks. He screamed your name, yelled it into the desolation. He’d search until he was dead.

You had to be alive, you just had to be.

So he moved until the pain brought him to his knees and even then he still moved. He’d rather die than give up on you. He stumbled through the debris and just as all hope seemed lost a hand shot out and grabbed him by the ankle. Kunikida’s balance tipped, he practically fell to his knees in shock as he yanked on some bigger pieces of rock until they dislodged. And there you were, coughing and sputtering covered in dirt and dust. A choked sob escaped his lips as he mustered all of his strength to pull you out of the mess and back into his arms.

“Doppo-“ you coughed, arms falling around his body. He pulled back, teary eyes searching over you for any wounds. He brushed your hair from your face and kissed you, kissed your cheeks and your forehead, yanking you into his chest to hold you close.

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the-sunflower-room · 5 months

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✧akutagawa with a s/o who doodles on him ✧

akutagawa x fem!reader headcanons

☆note: i am a chronic doodler (art major moment, everybody point and laugh) and i was thinking about how cute it would be if akutagawa had a s/o who loves to doodle on him, so here it is! please enjoy lovelies xoxo

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-for starters, akutagawa is pretty much stoic and cold with 98% of the human population

-he’s just a serious guy with major rbf what can i say

-to the rest of the world, he’s the terrifying mafioso in black who brings death and destruction wherever he goes

-but to his significant other, he’s just her “sweet ryu” as she likes to call him

-in the privacy of their home he sheds his role as the mafia devil and takes on the role of doting boyfriend

-he has such a soft spot for her it’s crazy

-anyways

-she has this little habit of doodling anywhere and everywhere

-on her arms, on napkins, on corners of paper

-she’s always drawing little hearts or stars or characters—you name it

-whatever she’s feeling at the moment

-eventually she gets brave enough to draw a little heart on the back of akutagawa’s hand one day

-he’s just reading on the couch with one hand resting on his thigh and suddenly feels a pen pressing into his skin

-he starts to protest but she’s so focused and content while she’s working on it that he leaves it be and goes back to his book

-she expects him to humor her for a little while and then wipe it off eventually

-she’s pleasantly surprised to find that it’s still there as they’re getting ready for bed that night

-the next day he walks around the port mafia and goes about his very serious business with a little heart on his hand

-she notices how he refuses to wash it off and can’t help how giddy it makes her

-takes it as a sign to do it more often

-it becomes a therapeutic thing for both of them

-they’ll just be sitting on the couch, watching a show together or something, and she’s just mindlessly doodling on his hand or arm

-he tries sooo hard to hide his smile

-will prob turn away and cough into his other hand to cover up the stupid lovesick grin on his face

-totally denies it when she questions him

-he’s a feared member of the port mafia, of course he’s not completely enamored with the silly little drawings she’s lovingly inking onto his skin (yeah ok)

-she knows he loves it

-some days she’s feeling more ambitious and colors in some of her doodles with markers or colored pens

-“it’s like i’m giving you little tattoos! they totally make you look more badass” (she says as she draws a snake with a cowboy hat on his wrist)

-he secretly adores seeing all of the creative designs she comes up with

-when he walks around with the doodles on his skin it’s like he’s carrying a little piece of her with him

-if anyone in the pm catches a glimpse of his hands and dares to say something about the colorful ink, he immediately snaps at them

-“why don’t you mind your business and stop wasting air with stupid questions, you pathetic imbecile”

-this man is so whipped and protective ok

-like he hates pretty much everyone but her

-will defend his s/o till the day he dies and do anything to make her happy

-and i mean anything

-even if that means having a poorly draw cat peeking out from under his sleeve during a Very Important Meeting with mori :)

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#bsd akutagawa #akutagawa ryuunosuke #bungo stray dogs akutagawa #headcanon #akutagawa x reader #akutagawa x you #bsd x you #bsd x reader #akutagawa headcanons #bsd headcanons #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #akutagawa ryunosuke x reader #akutagawa fluff #soft akutagawa #established relationship #akutagawa x fem reader #akutagawa x reader headcanon #bsd port mafia

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elizais · 4 months

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black and blue

pm!reader x chuuya summary: reader comes back from a long mission exhausted, hurt/comfort, chuuya takes care of you warnings: alcohol, injuries

mori knew you would be gone for a few weeks, but chuuya knew you would be gone for too long. everyone knew about you and chuuya, staying in their line but always discussing how the executive who put people in their place was with the only ray of sunshine in the organisation. executive nakahara did care for his subordinates, but didn't show it like you did. you weren't open about how you joined but everyone had their theories because it didn't add up compared to your kind nature. only a few people knew why you were there, you didn't dwell on it. you didn't enjoy this line of work but you done it to protect the city you held so dear to your heart.

you had been at the port mafia for so long your only boss was mori, you stood with the executives. fortunately, this meant less missions away and taking care of your people in your section. unfortunately.. this meant the most important assignments went to your level. it just so happened to be that your specialised skills were the only ones to fit this task. it was dropped on you at an executives meeting. mori sat in his chair at the end of the table. looking up and down his sheet of paper, every last executive bored to death.

you looked at chuuya across from you, finishing your doodle with a smile. elise was sat next to you and the other side of you was kouyou. you lifted up the notepad so that chuuya saw the blank side of it and you nudged elise. she began to laugh at your very unflattering drawing of a carrot wearing a hat. knowing exactly who it was directed to. in the middle of entertaining elise, mori spoke again after inspecting details on the document that could upset a room in seconds.

he cleared his throat as he said, "there is an incredibly strong organisation emerging in another city. it will have to be taken down by one of you guys." he paused as he inspected the faces of the people who carried this city on their shoulders with him.

despite your playful nature, mori knew better than most how serious you could be for the sake of your home. "it will be y/n." he watched elise's face drop almost as fast as the colour drained from chuuya's face. no matter the amount of protesting from other executives, elise, even the lowest members (most likely only caring because chuuya is less likely to be angry when you are around). mori had told you that in two days time, you would leave for at least a week.

and that is what lead you to now. chuuya had been noticeably off his game for the past 12 days, everyone knew the reason. no contact was allowed at all. but, as he settled in to being back at the large penthouse after another long day, the home your paychecks covered more than comfortably, that felt a little larger now. the man got up to pour himself a glass of wine, allowing the screen on the wall to load up. as he sat back down and flicked through the mindless tv shows on, a groan came from behind the elevator after the familiar noise of an incorrect code, and then the ding of the correct one. his body immediately knew who it was, his face lit up and he forgot about everything bad in the world.

until, the person who he wished he could always be around was looking at him through bloodshot eyes surrounded by ominous dark circles. his idea of happiness and all things lovely was leaning on the wall for support with an unusual unkempt look.

his love looked like she fought a bear in the elevator, she saw him for the first time and allowed her tired face to use the last of her energy to smile. he immediately ran over to you. you had sunk against the wall with your legs in front of you. chuuya thought he was under a horrible ability until you spoke to him "i missed you, chu.." you spoke croaky, weak and coarse. your broken voice pierced his heart with the shards it left in the air.

your scalp had dried blood clinging to it, every other inch of your body scraped and scratched. he was thankful there weren't any deeper wounds, other than the one that appeared inside of him. "c'mere doll," he spoke to you, barely above a whisper. despite what many think, he is still exceptionally strong without his ability. seamlessly, he picked you up from under your shoulders, pressing your chest to his and allowing your head to look over his shoulder. "let's get you a bath." he finished as he carried your body through the corridors of your home.

he was thankful that your 'expensive taste in bathrooms' (as he always teased) lead to large, marble counters attached to the wall, so he could let you sit on them and lean against the wall as he ran the water into the corner bathtub you also insisted on getting. "do you want to talk about it?" he asked you with his sympathetic tone. "mori was not joking when he said they were strong.." you tried to laugh out but it came out emotionless as you looked at chuuya grabbing the bandages in the cupboard. "you don't need to try and keep everyone in a good mood at the cost of your own, y/n" he responded with his back turned to you.

"aren't those the ones dazai has for when he comes over for a movie night?" you dodged his previous statement with your question. chuuya scowled at the mention of his name even though you know he trusts him.

"yes, they are. damn mackerel always inviting himself over." he spoke as he grabbed a washcloth to gently clean your face whilst taking off your clothing. you knew he wasn't doing it in a sexual manner and was genuinely worried. "did you take down their boss?" he spoke after a comfortable silence. "barely." you sighed.

after he cleaned the dried dirt off with the washcloth, he lifted you into the bath and soon he followed suit, grabbing a gentle shampoo, the matching conditioner for your hair, and a hairbrush. he was not sure if you even saw the state your hair that you love dearly was in.

as he sat down by you in the tub, he turned your head so he could brush your hair, gently wetting it so that it would be easier to get through. you leaned back, almost falling asleep. he didn't mention the jagged cuts in your hair or the thinner patches. he could tell you were in a close combat fight and his heart broke. chuuya assumed you hadn't seen your hair yet, he didn't ask as you had finally steadied yourself since arriving home.

he didn't notice you falling asleep until your head fell to his chest, using his gravity manipulation to keep you sat upright without noticing as he finished taking care of your hair.

eventually, he dried your body and hair whilst moving you with his ability so you could stay asleep. waking up the next morning in your bed like you should.

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #port mafia #chuuya x reader #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #nakahara chūya #nakahara chuuya #chuuya nakahara x reader

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lilylylalil · 2 months

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Loving the right way - Chuuya

People think that Chuuya is a green flag but did you all forget that he is an executive..?

I believe that it depends and will see why…

anyways Reader's ability is inspired by a magazine and the author is Raicho Hiratsuka

WARNINGS: Reader and Chuuya have problems, brief smut (no details or description but you know that they are doing it) talks about killing, gun, seeing how Chuuya is rich, talk about Chuuya trust issues, brief of drunk Chuuya

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Chuuya has trust issues. It's not a new information but an important clue to understand his trauma but also backstory. You didn't want to force Chuuya to open up after all if he wanted to say something to you he knew himself that he could…only..he hesitates.

He doesn't like to relay on someone much after all he knows that his work could get himself killed or his closed ones, he is already selfish to want to be with you, a civilian.

Of course, Chuuya trained you personally in combat so he can be less tense every hour he is away from you.

He doesn't underestimate you but he can't make an error to underestimate the enemy either way. He believes that you were favoured by the Gods because you had a pretty destructive ability, it can almost be as the same as Chuuya's ability…

Your ability is “Bluestocking”, you could manipulate light but also bend it at your will, the only problem is that in the night you could protect yourself with your ability much, why? because even if there is sunlight from the moon your ability needs directly the sunlight and not the reflection so of course other type of light other than sun can't be manipulated by you…

Chuuya wonder how the mafia didn't know about her ability and he asked her but Reader only smiled and said “it's a secret but i promise you i will tell you one day at the right time”.

Chuuya was even more curious why Reader didn't try to find a job that she could use her ability but she simply said that she didn't really want to work for the government and preferred her current job, being an interior designer plus she wins 120k € a year so it's a pretty good sum of money for a job that isn't at all dangerous besides meeting Karens. Well Chuuya can admire the patience Reader has because if it was he, he could already snap their necks, of course not with his ability. They don't even deserve it.

Chuuya isn't a horny person but that doesn't mean It's rare for you two to make love, He is gentle, always asking if you want to continue or not. He can't lie but he has fantasies but in the act he forgets about them because he just wants you to feel loved and seen.

Really having sex with him feels like you are already in the aftercare. He kisses your lips, neck, cheek, hands. He also hugs you tightly but not enough to hurt you..

Now how about looking at the most fragile point in your relationship with Chuuya?

The trust

Chuuya is still paranoid because he actually is very sensitive with the people he cares so if you break his trust, examples: by cheating or selling information of the Port Mafia to others).

He will never ever forgive you. Even after 5 years. Your relationship will be ruined forever. Maybe he will not kill you (depends if you really sold information of the Port Mafia i believe the boss could order Chuuya to kill you and don't forget that he is loyal and he will do it)

Also Chuuya can be very sadistic (people forgot that a lot lol) and if you two are fighting he could say serious messed up things.

Or Chuuuya has a hard time being open minded after all for him the way of the mafia is the best and that's pretty messed up.

Even if the relationship isn't rainbows i can't lie but there can be funny situations, examples when Chuuya drank a lot and couldn't recognize you and he slept on the floor to not 'cheat on you’ as he thought you were another woman or the other time you invited Chuuya to ice skate and it was a first time for both of you but at the end you fell more and actually Chuuya never fell. You guessed all the trained he had for combat can be useful for others things, can't they?

For Valentine day you and Chuuya could go to Chuuya's private boat an navigate for the day on the Ocean.

The moment you learnt Chuuya knows French you forced- you mean asked him to speak some and to also teach you some lol:

“-So anyways that's how my travel in France went” Chuuya says one of his travels for a mission to Reader and Reader says

“oh cool so did you have a hard time in France with the language barrier?”

“oh, actually i know French”

Reader abruptly says

“What!? You know French and you didn't tell me?? Uh the betrayal!”

you say the last thing dramatically playful. Chuuya rolls his eyes “yeah yeah really tragic but seriously I don't see the big deal”

“Chuuya can't you understand that makes you sexier”

Chuuya was caught off guard by Reader bold words but even more by her casualty “Don't you have any shame?”

Reader looks innocently and says “can't understand what are you talking about and anyways can you speak French for me?”

Before Chuuya could say “don't you forget to say a ‘please’?

Reader points a gun at Chuuya and just after 3 seconds the two starts laughing, they had an inside joke that even Mori couldn't understand.

Either way it's not a perfect relationship but It's of course better than others and actually what i think is beautiful is that you two accept each other and forgive but not forget. After all how can you do better when you forget?

#bsd #bsd chuuya #chuuya × reader #chuuya nakahara #chuya nakahara #chuuya x reader #bungostraydogs

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kame-writes · 4 days

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Some Hazbin Hotel Head Canons I have:

Alastor was both a moonshiner and bootlegger when he was alive. He would have been in his prime during Prohibition, and the hoof prints on his shoes were actually common among bootleggers. They were used to trick police that might try to track them by their footprints.

Those shoes are why he was mistaken by a hunter for a deer. The hunter was tracking the hoof prints.

Mimzys club was a speakeasy, and she was fully aware of Alastor being a serial killer. She used to provide alibis for him when he was alive, which is a reason he covers for and protects her now in their afterlife.

Angel and Husk probably crossed paths in life, but are completely unaware of it. Husk was born and raised in Las Vegas, and the mob was very heavily involved with running most of the casinos. Angel being a mafia son, would have definitely been in Vegas a fair amount before his death.

Sir Pentious used to be seen as a very powerful and dangerous Overlord. Then technology and electronics were introduced, making his steampunk innovation style outdated and people started to see him as a joke. He tried to keep up with the times, but it very bad at it and doesn't understand modern things.

The reason Vox has so many aquatic things and likes sharks, is thematic. The envy ring is aquatic and Vox is a very jealous and possessive person.

Valentino uses his saliva and smoke to make people more pliable and willing to agree with him, this also includes Vox. This is partly how they got together, because Valentino saw Vox as a way to further himself and grow his own power.

Nifftys Soul isn't actually owned by Alastor. She sticks with him because of mutual benefit for the both of them. He's also such a bad boy that she's drawn to being around him and helping him with his schemes.

Husk lost his soul because Alastor made him play an honest game, while Husk was a notorious card shark. The little gold token on Husk's hat is the dealers chip from their game as a reminder.

Husk was not a nice overlord. His redemption is going to rely on him admitting how bad he was in the past and accepting himself as a changed person.

Charlie is the only one who still doesn't realise Alastor is a cannibal. Which is why she was surprised he had a friend in Cannibal Town.

Lucifer knew full well who Alastor was, he was just being an ass. He correctly assumed that implying Alastor was a nobody or not important was the biggest insult he could throw at him.

Angel Dust is always broke. This is partly because before coming to the hotel he was renting an apartment from Valentino with ridiculous rent, and he's still working/paying off his debt.

Before meeting Valentino, Angel was more mafia with his brother. They had a very turbulent relationship, since they weren't very close when they were alive due to Arakniss being more Conservative and serious like their father. They have barely spoken since Angel became a famous porn star, and Angel just assumes that Niss now hates him for being 'an embaressment'.

Part of the reason Angel let Valentino take his soul and lead him to where he is now, is because Val was the only/first person to really encourage Angel's more feminine side and sexuality, and find it attractive. He fell hard for the love bombing, and then had a very rude awakening once Valentino no longer needed to play nice.

Fat nuggets is very special to Angel. He was never allowed pets, and despite him being one of Vals love bombing presents, it reminds him of how happy he was before he learnt the truth about why Val was so loving to him.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel headcanon #helluverse #hellaverse #my opinions #hazbin alastor #alastor #hazbin vox #vox #hazbin hotel alastor #husk #husker #hazbin husk #hazbin angel dust #angel dust #mimzy #hazbin mimzy #hazbin valentino #valentino

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animeyanderelover · 8 months

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Can I request PM! Dazai, Odasaku (separately) and ADA! Dazai introducing their s/o to (or s/o meeting) their friends (you may add the orphans for Oda if you want)? (And maybe what each of their friends think of s/o)

I think this is my first time writing for Port Mafia Dazai.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, abduction, abuse

Introductions

PM! Dazai Osamu

🤎He’s weirdly giddy when he dolls you up in cute clothes hiding your scars and injuries, about to meet up with Ango and Odasaku at their usual spot. The sweet smile he’s giving you contrasts with the way his nails dig into your hair as he tells you that he’s about to introduce you to his friends, people important to him. So behave for him. Honestly, this Dazai doesn’t hide anything really, he doesn’t tiptoe his way around things and has taken you because he desired you without any consideration for your own thoughts and feelings. Your terror is obvious to the eyes of Ango and Odasaku as you shakily introduce yourself, Dazai’s tight hold on your hip a warning. Without a doubt both feel incredibly sorry for you, Odasaku actively trying to lessen your fears and making you feel uncomfortable. He’s slightly disappointed in Dazai too for treating his lover so cruelly, he’ll definitely attempt to have a talk with the Executive later on.

🤎Chances are that he’ll flaunt you in front of Chuuya at one point too. Honestly, the orange-haired male is very aware of Dazai’s antics of throwing himself at gorgeous people and asking them to commit double suicide with him so he initially just assumes you’re yet another unfortunate victim of Dazai’s ridiculous behavior. Until the man one day actually brings you along, completely out of the blue with a lovestruck yet very sinister grin on his face. You’re more casually dressed as opposed to the time where you met Odasaku and Ango so some of the wounds Dazai inflicted on you are visible for Chuuya’s eyes. The main reason Dazai brought you is to prove his partner in the Mafia wrong but showing him that it isn’t another fluke but a serious relationship. As serious as it can be with you visibly terrified. Dazai is very touchy with you in hopes of annoying and disgusting the other man. Whilst that does happen too, Chuuya mainly realizes once again just how crazed Dazai is.

Odasaku

🖋️Odasaku can't keep the fact that he has a s/o secret for eternities, especially not since he's the closest friend of Dazai who notices subtle signs. From there on Dazai makes his own assumptions and soon starts pestering the older man about it because he'd be delighted to meet you. Ango, whilst also slightly curious how Odasaku manages to have a relationship whilst being part of the Mafia is more respectful. It isn't like Odasaku plans to keep you a secret from his friends, especially Dazai, but at the same time he also wants to keep his occupation away from your knowledge. So if he's going to introduce you to Ango and Dazai, then only after he's had some discussion with those two and has made a plan. He has to keep Dazai in check though because there is the risk that the Executive might plan on bumping into you by sheer "accident", such is his eagerness to meet you. Dazai is happy for Odasaku, he sees how much the man adores you. Ango on the other hand is slightly more conflicted as he wonders how long this happy picture may last until the truth gets revealed.

🖋️The orphaned children are close to his heart and all five of them are whining his ears full too the moment Odasaku reveals to them that he has a partner. He eventually brings you along. Not only because he wants you to have a taste of the delicious curry in the shop but also to introduce him to the owner who also takes care of the kids and the children themselves. The owner welcomes you warmly when meeting you for the first time. Odasaku is a good person in his eyes who sacrifices a lot to guarantee that the children are provided with everything they need so he deserves happiness in his eyes too. The kids on the other hand are nearly out of control when seeing you because everyone wants to talk with you and do something with you at the same time so you get pulled back and forth by them until Odasaku mildly chides them to not overwhelm you. Sakura asks you the innocent question if you two plan to marry, something that manages to make Odasaku blush. He's not opposed to the thought though.

ADA! Dazai Osamu

🤎Even now on the side of the good guys, Dazai is still pretty cautious and skittish about who he introduces his darling to. Just keeping you all for himself does sound like a dream because he could spend every day with you but he is surrounded by people who are very sharp so at one point one of the other members might talk to him about it, either because they saw him with you in public or because they've managed to see through him. Once the cat is out of the bag anyways, there is no reason to not bring you over to the Agency once, even if it's very out of the blue. All the members are just minding their daily and somewhat questionable routine until Dazai suddenly walks in, arms wrapped around the visitor he's brought with him. He dressed you up in adorable clothes although you did plan to dress up prettier anyways considering that you were about to meet all of his co-workers and his boss. That's when chaos breaks shortly out as anyone scrambles away to tidy up the place.

🤎Osamu did it with purpose, no doubt, as he grins amused upon seeing everyone shortly panicking whilst trying to appear professional and normal when greeting you. Kunikida could strangle him for that but he can't in front of you which Dazai properly abuses, especially by being very affectionate with you. Naomi and Kenji are gushing over how cute the two of you look, Kyouka stares at you curiously, Ranpo lazily introduces himself before sitting back down and watching you two, Yosano is quick to talk to you about your clothes, especially when finding out that Dazai helped choosing them, and Tanizaki and Atsushi are slightly nervous to talk to you since both respect Dazai, Atsushi in particular. Fukuzawa is making sure that no one overwhelms you for now since it's your first time meeting all of them. He'd hate to leave a first bad impression considering that the Agency tends to be very chaotic when there's no work to do since all members have their own quirks.

#yandere bungo stray dogs #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere dazai #yandere dazai osamu #yandere odasaku #yandere oda #yandere sakunosuke oda

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Your Relationship [Yukichi Fukuzawa]

A/N: female reader, mention of alcohol

Rq from @fandomlife8

Yukichi as your friend:

A true friend and a good comrade. He’ll never betray you and will not let you down at the right moment. You can always count on him;

He is still a serious and stoic person, so don't expect ridiculous nonsense. Besides, he's a little too old for that;

Treasures your friendship, although he doesn’t show it openly. Fukuzawa tries to do everything in his power so that you, as his dearest friend, don’t suffer if the Port Mafia or any other ill-wisher decides to use you;

Feed the cats together;

You may well have tea parties from time to time. Yukichi doesn't really mind your company during his "rest" from work;

Despite his age, Fukuzawa is quite peppy and active, so sometimes you can count on going to places from where you can almost see the whole of Yokohama in full view;

You can skip a glass of strong drink from time to time;

Yukichi as your boyfriend:

He is very serious when it comes to relationships, because it is important to him. The person who has chosen him as someone to trust holds a special place in his life;

Because of his views on life, he was completely sure that the relationship was not for him, and there would not be a single person who would like to see him next to them. And here you are bursting into his life like a hurricane;

At first, Yukichi will be indifferent and cold towards you for reasons that you may be in danger, and he is no longer at the age where he can survive losses with particular ease. But he is amazed at how eagerly you prove your intentions;

Prefers actions to words, so you can not count on endless declarations of love. Fukuzawa adheres to the position that only in actions is a person as honest as possible with himself;

He loves when you walk in his haori and it smells like you after that;

A day when Yukichi can entrust an agency to his subordinates is a rare occurrence. Most often, he is in his office almost non-stop, so your meetings are not as frequent as you would like. He stayed with you last night, so for him, as for a person who is used to getting up at dawn, it becomes a big surprise when you put on only his haori and cook breakfast for both of you. In moments like this, Fukuzawa finds himself thinking he doesn't mind marrying you at all.

Caring, cook deliciously, you support him at the right moments and you are always waiting for him, even though you know that he may not come. How you haven't left him yet is a mystery, but Yukichi really appreciates what you do for him.

“Are you awake already?” You smile as he hugs you from behind. Turning you around, the man examines you, and his breath catches. You are wearing only haori and cute underwear with a window on the chest in the form of a cat's face. No, it's not enough for him to give in to the urge to press you harder to his chest. It's not enough, right?

Your innocent look also finishes him off, which asks: “But what about breakfast?”. You know perfectly well that Yukichi isn’t very good at words, so you’re not particularly surprised when his haori is at your feet, and the man’s lips explore your neck, giving light bites.

“Yukichi, the omelette will burn,” you breathe out, knowing that he’ll stop, only for you to turn off the stove.

He’ll hide you from everyone so that no one in theirs life has the idea to manipulate him through you;

Your meetings aren’t as frequent as you would like, but you always spend time usefully, without wasting it on empty conversations;

Fukuzawa is sometimes comfortable just being silent with you, sitting by the open window with cups of tea in your hands;

#My writing #bsd #bsd headcanons #bsd x reader #fukuzawa yukichi #bungou stray dogs yukichi fukuzawa #yukichi fukuzawa x reader #bungo stray dogs headcanons #bungo stray dogs

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mamirhodessxox · 1 month

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I hate you more (Part 1)

Mafia!Cody Rhodes x Fem OC!Mafia Reader

(Sasha Francesca Ricci) Enemies to lovers trope

Credits to @alyyaanna for helping me come up w the storyline because I had like 3 different mental breakdowns trying to figure out what to do

Storyline: Sasha was born into a world of darkness and fear, Despite the harsh circumstances she was out in she managed to drag herself into finding love at a young age especially when she least expected it but unfortunately not all love stories are fairytales, Sasha resented the man who once brought her love in her life just to leave and break her heart while having the audacity to invade her life many years once again and give her conflict of love and war on how she was to overcome the feelings she feared while trying to focus on her job with him being so close and invasive to her.

Contents: Smut in future chapters, Knife Play, Choking king, Degradation kink, Praising Kink, Alcohol, Smoking, Violence, Mentions of m1rder, drug dealing, Fluff, Angst, Fingering, oral sex.

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Miami Florida 2019

Sasha was a broken girl since the very age of 16, and it was all his fault, atleast that’s what she wanted it to seem like in her world, what really broke her wash the fact her mother never allowed her to have a regular life due to being constantly associated with the mafia & even becoming one at some point. But what really did it for her was the exact moment she met someone who she swore was the love of her life, his name was Cody, he was the most beautiful person she could have ever laid her eyes on, he made her feel like she was normal, loved, she was aware of who he was, He was known for his family being one of the most well known generational Mafia in Miami so far, They were together for years, Meanwhile Sasha had to get entail on who the new recent drug dealers were the moment she hit 21, one of many were known as Roman Reigns, She had concluded an investigation upon him that Cody didn’t enjoy at first & that is what made him push himself to leave her overall, once he broke things off with her she immediately came to the worst possible conclusion & that was him using her to get information on her mother which was far from being the case. Cody assumed she had been spying on him all this time and conspired against him whilst having an affair with Roman which was not the right idea.

For years she hated him for that very idea in her head, everyone knew it including her mother, Sasha felt as if she could never experience love the same way ever again, She got more serious within the business her mother forced to be apart of but some days all she could think about was Cody, and she had no idea as to why especially now, she would have dreams about him. Nobody could ever replace the love he gave her and made her feel, and she tried, she truly tried to forget him but he was a parasite in her mind, she had done everything she possibly could, Dated women, dated men, slept with women, slept with men, but nothing could rid the though of Cody from her brain, he engraved himself in there and she hated his guts for it.

If Sasha had the opportunity she would probably make his life a living hell for having the audacity to ruin her love life permanently. Sasha stood in front of a mirror in her room adjusting the suit she bought for today’s very important meeting as said in her mothers words. Randy walked in to check on her as she took forever to get ready, Randy was close with both Cody & Sasha’s family but he had an important role within her family’s business, he was in control with her mother meaning he got a say in most things, planned out most of the missions & kept everyone in check, he was a father figure to Sasha as hers walked out on her & her brother Seth. “You’ve been up here for 36 minutes Sasha wrap up whatever you’re doing and get down there. You’re the future face of the family you need to represent us all & show everyone you can run shit.” She stared at him through the mirror & nodded before turning around to actually face him “Fine. Let’s get this over with, I have shit to do.” He nodded and walked out with Sasha into her mother’s office where everyone met, She noticed someone familiar standing infront of the window with pitch black hair which made her quirk up a brow & look over at everyone, one of the girls Athena who ran the drug dealing side of business was known to keep Sasha from killing someone if she was present, what she couldn’t do was calm her down but she often had to hold Sasha back, She & Sasha also had a friends with benefits thing going on with no actual strings attached to the fooling around they did as it was mostly for pure fun, Athena immediately stood up and held onto her forearm which confused Sha, Seth pinched the bridge of his nose as he knew exactly who the man facing the window was. while Barbra Sasha & Seths mother cleared her throat.

“I’m glad everyone could make it, truly, especially you Sasha. Today we have recruited yet another member and even made a deal with his family, but most importantly I wanted to discuss to future of this family we have all created with each other over the years. As it is my duty to address certain things like the future face of the family and Business we run, some of you wondered who would take my place if a mission or deal ever went wrong & one of my two children had to take my place, & I will answer your concerns but first I would like to introduce our new addition of the family.” The man turned around while he fixed his watch that laid on his wrist & Sasha became enraged, he was the same man that ruined everything for her, Cody, It was fucking Cody. Athena & Randy sighed while Cody grinned & started taunting her “What’s the matter Sash’ I thought you would be thrilled to see me.” Seth widened his eyes and she escaped Athena & Randy’s grasp “What the fuck are you doing here!?” Seth ran up and held onto Sasha “Don’t do this, Not no-“ Barbra slammed her hands ontop of her desk and silenced the room “ENOUGH! You’re all acting like a bunch of goddamn fools!”

Sadha sneered at Cody & he just smirked taunting her with his presence. “As I was saying, I have made the decision to make a deal with Cody, I won’t go into details about the deal we have made but he is now apart of our team, our family, and our Business, whether you like it or not, now. Let’s talk about the most impo-“ Sasha shook her head “You must take me for a fucking fool mom, truly, I will not fucking stay in this room any longer than now especially when he is in it and if you expect me to not kill him you’re all a bunch of fucking idiots.” Sasha got in his face glaring “I fucking hate you with every molecule that runs through my goddamn body and if you even get in my way for a second I’m going to kill you & your goddamn family.” Cody hummed “Is that a threat Sasha?” She sneered “It’s whatever you make it to be.” She warned before pushing him away & storming out of the office while Seth sighed “Mom this is not a good idea, you know their past with each other, you know how insane Sasha is & if you really think she won’t do something then you really must be underestimating her.” Randy observed the situation while Athena almost went out there to get Sasha back he stopped her “Let her figure this one out Thena.” She frowned nodding. Seth left the office to chase after his sister but he immediately heard screaming around the house and yelling, he saw that the wallpaper within the hallways were ripped and then started hearing crashing within the kitchen which alerted everyone to leave the office and run to see what all the ruckus was. “I’LL KILL HIM! GET HIM OUT OF THIS GODDAMN HOUSE RIGHT NOW BEFORE I RIP HIS FUCKING HEAD OFF!!”

Everyone ran into the kitchen to see Sasha yelling and shouting over the situation while she broke every single dish she got her hands on. Glass slammed against the walls & floor Until randy & Seth ran past Cody & Athena and picked her up “That’s enough Sasha!” Seth shouted until she kicked herself out of their grasp and held a knife directly against Cody’s throat but her mother’s hand laid against her back “I think that’s quite enough from you Sasha.” For whatever reason the touch of her mother calmed her down somewhat while everyone stood in shock at the kitchen’s mess. “Why don’t you & I take a walk outside and discuss about this hm? Just you and me my sweet.” Sasha glared directly at Cody before moving the knife away from him while he cleared his throat & chuckled before Barbra took the knife out of her hand and laid her palm against her cheek “Why don’t you go outside & wait for me hm? Take a breather.” She nodded meekly & gave Cody one last glare before walking off as she made her way outside. Barbra cleared her throat turning to Cody “Just give her time to adjust, whatever happened with you two is still being treated delicately like an open wound.” He nodded “I’ll give her all the time she’ll need.” He said with slight sarcasm before Barbra walked off as everyone started cleaning up the kitchen.

Sasha sat on a stone bench in her designated area of the mansion where she would spend most of her time. Her heel dug into the dirt as she listened to the footsteps of her mother “That was quite the stunt today Barbra, How can I trust you will be the face of this bu-“ she scoffed “Is that all this is to you mom? Business? What happened to you actually caring about your children? Do you understand how fucked that is for you to do as my mother? You saw how he affected me, hurt me, broke my heart and yet you let him invade our fucking family and business for your own benefit?” She questioned as Barbra stood with her hands behind her back “I love you Sasha, I do, but you need to understand business is business, you need to trust me on this young lady.” Sasha scoffed shaking her head “You using my heartbreak to your benefit will never make me trust whatever fucking process this is.”

She shoved past her mother before storming inside the mansion & going up into her room 10 minutes before one of her closest friends walked in, Mariana handled most of the statistics when it came to business, she worked on heavy amounts of research on other well know family’s that were also doing shady shit under the table, But Mariana was a bestfriend to Sasha, she knew how you talk her down from acting on anything else more outrageous today and right now was one of those moments, she placed herself next to Sasha on her bed “You can’t let him get to you like that Sash’ you’re giving him the reaction he wants.” She sighed out while Sasha scoffed “this entire deal is bullshit Mari, it’s not fair.”

She frowned nodding running her hand down Sasha’s back & Sighed “I know, It’s all fucked up in it’s own way but you need to keep yourself together & make sure you don’t let him get to you.” She nodding in agreement while sighing before Mari got up “Just lay back today alright? You’re gonna piss yourself off thinking about him.” She said before leaving Sasha alone in her room, meanwhile Cody sat in one of the lounge rooms with Randy & Seth drinking “She’s acting like a goddamn Child.” Seth sighed shaking his head “You’re both annoying, You shouldn’t have been messing with her like that in the first place.” Cody scoffed setting down his glass “Bullshit she spied on me & my family & was sleeping with Roman, Randy could confirm that shit.” Seth turned to Randy & glared “Are you actually stupid?” Randy stood confused “Well it’s true is it not?” Seth groaned “No you fucking idiot, it’s not even close.” Randy furrowed his eyes “Yes it is? She was literally close with Roman the entire tim-“ Seth shook his head “No you dumbass She wad spying on Roman per moms request because his father is a well known fucking cocaine dealer, She was playing as his best friend & just assumed Cody knew. But then he fucking dumped Sasha so now since then she’s under the impression he was using her to get close to mom” Cody furrowed his brows “Well obviously I didn’t know Seth.” Seth made a fake dramatic face “OHH?? No fuck??!! Obviously you fucking didn’t because you’re just as fucking stupid as my sister.”

Cody glared & flipped him off, Randy scratched his neck & awkwardly cleared his throat “Well I mean it’s too late to fix anything now.” Seth rolled his eyes and tugged at his own hair “I’m going to slam my head through a bunch of glass.” Athena walked in & cleared her throat “Barbra gave us all a mission tonight, It’s in downtown Miami, club space, Randy has to make a drug deal & we all have to be some sort of distraction while Cody takes the buyer of the drugs car, It’s a 911 Turbo Cabriolet, He never paid the car owner his money & we’ve been requested to take it back, Sasha needs to distract one of his men which means You, Cody, aren’t allowed to distract her whatsoever tonight am I understood?” Cody hummed nodding “What drugs am I selling this time Thena?” Randy questioned while she handed him a list “everything on that list is what he’s buying. They’re all packed away and ready in your car.” He nodded and shoved the list in his pocket.

Hours later Sasha was getting ready in Athena’s bedroom, She wore a tight yet extremely short black dress followed with pumps before adjusting her hair, She stared at herself for a moment before adjusting her breasts which made Athena giggle in the background causing Sasha to smile a little before prancing over towards her, “Nervous?” She smiled shaking her head while Athena held her waist “With you wearing that? Of course I am.” Sasha laughed shaking her head while Thena ran her hands down her back and grabbed onto her ass humming which made Sasha sigh out and press a kiss into her neck “You sure we can’t skip out on this one?” Then chuckled shaking her head before lightly smacking her ass “You know we don’t have time to fuck tonight Sasha.” She pouted before Sasha laid Athena on the bed smirking “I’m sure I can get a-lot done in the span of 30 minutes.” Sasha grinned and pushed Athena’s dress up before snatching off her panties “so fucking wet..”

Meanwhile Cody & Seth waited downstairs & heard a loud shriek from upstairs which earned a confused reaction from Cody while Seth sighed “And she says she isn’t lesbian.” Cody looked over at Seth confused “That was Sash?” Seth nodded as he adjusted his button up shirt “It sure was Cody. It sure was.” Moments later Sasha & Athena finally came downstairs but she made eye contact with Cody & grabbed Athena’s jaw kissing her sloppily and patting her ass while he was watching before they walked out the door “Now your just showing off”

Cody mumbled following behind Seth Randy & Mariana followed behind after grabbing what the team would need, everyone soon met up at the nightclub, Music was blaring outside of the club & colorful lights flashed around the building, Sasha got out of her car & met with the rest of the group, She felt Cody burn holes into her through his stare as Randy & Athena went through the entire plan before separating from each-other, Sasha waited at the bar for a little bit as she eyed the man she was ordered to distract, He made direct eye contact with her before she turned her head into Cody’s direction who was looking behind one of the post ups the workers would stand at to guard the belongings of others but luckily one of them walked off, He looked over at Sasha and gave her the nod that signaled her to go & do what she needed to do. Sasha made her way over to the man sitting in the booth “What’s a man like you doing here all by himself?” He smirked sitting up “Who said I was alone Precioso?” He pointed towards his buddy’s direction which was the man buying drugs off of Randy.

She smiled flipping her hair a bit and sitting herself next to him while he wrapped his arm around his waist “So, what’s your drink tonight? You look like you need one.” She smiled politely and shook her head no as she noticed Cody found the keys & made his way towards the parking lot, unfortunately he didn’t like the response Sasha gave him “C’mon just one drink Chica preciosa” Seth noticed this from across the club aswell as Athena “I can’t drink tonight i-“ “So this is what you girls do now these days? You lead men on and can’t even accept a simple drink?” He grabbed her arm which set off alarms for the group as Seth started speaking into his earpiece alerting Cody

“We need you pulling up into the front asap, Sasha’s in a bit of a predicament” Cody sighed as he just unlocked the car “Jesus fucking christ, alright.” He groaned as Sasha was being tugged up “What the fuck? Let me go!” The guy glared and smacked her on the face “Stop being a stuck up bit-“ Randy grabbed the mans shoulder mumbling something in his ear causing him to let go while Seth ushered everyone out of the club, Sasha ran outside & saw Cody in the porsche “Sasha get in the goddamn car.” She shook her head “Fuck you I can drive myself” Cody sighed pinching the bridge of his nose “I don’t have time for this get in the fucking car” Athena drove off in Sasha’s leaving her no other choice but to get in.

The drive back home was silent & tense and once they arrived back to the mansion Cody yanked her out of the car “What the fu- Get your goddamn hands off of me!” Sasha shouted and shoved Cody off but he didn’t budge “Your a fucking pain in my ass Sasha you know that? I haven’t even been here for a full goddamn day and you already make me want to go fucking insane. Your a goddamn brat & that little stunt you pulled inside before we left wasn’t slick. I know your game & I’m not playing it.” She scoffed finally pushing him away from her “first of all you don’t ever put your hands on me, you lost that problem second of all You won’t speak to me like that because I will not allow it.” Cody sneered at Sasha “I fucking hate you.” She glared back “The feelings mutual.” She walked off clearly pissed off with him later following behind so he could go inside before the night came to an end.

For the next 3 weeks the house would be filled with Cody & Sasha arguing with each other but soon things became messy, Athena & Cody had started sleeping together but she was also a person he often vented to while she put pieces together & realized he still had love for Sasha. His emotions and adoration towards Sasha were confusing but she still knew he loved her still. One night Athena laid in his bed while she sat next to her putting on his clothes as guilt sank in that he was sleeping with one of Sasha’s close friends “This isn’t right.” He mumbled which caught Athenas ears “You realized that just now?” He turned and had a frown displayed on his face

“She drives me crazy Athena, No offense but she’s all I could think about.” She shrugged “None taken, I was waiting for one of you to say something.” He sighed running his hand through his black hair “I hate how she’s all I could think about.” Athena hummed as she put her clothes back on “it’s because she’s someone you’re supposed to be with.” He furrowed his expression & looked up at her “If I was in any committed relationship with Sasha we’d kill each other, I drive her up the fucking wall.” Athena shrugged “So? That’s the interesting part, You both hate each other so much it developed back into love and thats what makes you both resent each other even more, you both hate each other because thats all the two of you think about. You hate one another so much but yet you’d still kill for each other.”

He perked up a bit as he never thought about it that way “I love her Athena.” She hummed nodding “We all know this, You two are just too stupid to notice.” He sighed nodding before getting up “I’m gonna get water.” She hummed in approval as he left the room and made his way down into the kitchen where he was met with Sasha cleaning up the kitchen as a way to keep herself busy due to her not being able to sleep, “Didn’t expect you to be doing dishes at 3 in the morning Sash.” She hummed scrubbing away at dishes while he got himself a drink hating how the silence felt between this “I don’t want whatever this is to be like this forever.” Sasha stopped her movement “What you just expect us to start getting along and act like the world all unicorns and rainbows?” He glared and shut off the water and made her put the sponge down “No, I want us to be fucking civil, act normal.” Sasha frowned and smacked his hands away from her.

“Normal? None of this is normal Cody, I’m stuck in this shit show with you per my mothers orders, You realize your the same person who broke me? I hate you Cody, You ruined my goddamn life my forcing your perfect fucking face and hair and- and everything into my goddamn brain and giving me the love I only know & expect now. You ruined everything for me & I will forever hate you for that reason.” Sasha became choked up and started hitting him in the chest and arms and for awhile he just stood there taking it before grabbing her wrists “That’s enough Sasha!” She teared up but absolutely refused to let him see her cry, Cody let go of her arms & she back up for a minute & shook her head before walking out of the kitchen leaving him alone to his owns thoughts as he was just now realizing living under the same roof as her was almost going to be impossible to handle.

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ahlovelightaflame · 8 months

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Play the Field ~ *Yoon Jeonghan*

Summary: Jeonghan��s casino is his pride and joy. If the mafia didn’t work out for him, this is what he’d be doing. The only thing he hates are the rumors about him being a notorious “bad boy”. It also doesn’t help when you show up with a proposal and knowledge of said rumors.

Pairing: Yoon Jeonghan X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 2315

Warning: Swearing

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The whole thing took place in the span of one night. Jeonghan was congratulating one of his whales on winning a big pot when a whiff of perfume went by. It was so intoxicating, it made him lose his train of thought halfway through talking. He was in such a fog that he looked around to find out who was wearing such a heavenly scent.

“Uh, Jeonghan, buddy, you alright?” The whale asked, snapping him back to focus.

He bowed deeply, though he kept his charismatic grin that always had the high rollers eating out of his hand. “My sincerest apologies, Mr. Jung. I didn’t mean to offend. But it appears my ten o’clock is here and you know I don’t like to keep my business partners waiting.”

Mr. Jung laughed a little too loud, his gold tooth flashing in the casino light. “Ha! That’s what I like about you, Jeonghan; you always take your work seriously. You go on ahead, I’m not through squeezing out another couple thousand from this table. The cards are hot and I’m loving it!”

Jeonghan chuckled. “Yes, good to hear, Mr. Jung.”

Leaving the table, he looked around for someone with delectable perfume. Of course, that was easier said than done. You can’t quite look for someone with a particular smell. Nevertheless, he was determined to find them.

“Jeonghan.” A voice called out to him.

The young greenhorn of the gang came up to him looking as stoic as ever. This made Jeonghan grin at him before saying, “Dino, baby, what brings you to my lavish establishment?”

Chan frowned in displeasure. “I told you not to call me that.”

He didn’t listen and instead pulled the young recruit into a tight hug, making him struggle in his hold. “C’mon Dino baby! You know you’ll always be my baby!”

“Cut it out already! I have something serious to tell you!” He snapped.

Jeonghan sighed and let him go. “Alright, fine. Tell me what it is you have to say.”

Smoothing out his clothes, Chan scowled before saying, “Your ten o’clock is waiting for you in your office. She said to take your time, but I wouldn’t keep her waiting if I were you. She seems important.”

“She?” Jeonghan furrowed his eyebrows. He thought his ten o’clock was with a man. This just made things a whole lot more interesting.

Chan nodded. “Yes, she. If I were you, I wouldn’t do what you always do?”

“And what would that be, baby?” He teased, causing Chan to sneer.

“The whole flirty thing. She’s here for business and business only. Don’t do anything you would normally do. Her business is important.”

“Fine, spoilsport.” Jeonghan sighed. “But you have to answer one question before I go do business.”

He eyed his superior suspiciously. “What?”

Squeezing his cheeks, Jeonghan asked, “Who’s baby are you?”

“Jeonghan!” He whined, but seeing how he wasn’t going to relent, Chan scoffed. “Jeonghan’s baby.”

“Very good. I’ll go to my ten o’clock now.” He winked as he patted his junior on the cheek. Before Chan could start yelling at him, he swept out of the casino and made his way to his office on the third floor.

Upon seeing who it was, he knows exactly who you are. One of the more influential gangs in the city was run by your father. Which meant this meeting was more than just a business deal; this was an attempt to forge an alliance. It looks like he’ll have to ignore Chan’s word of warning. Plastering on fake, yet seductive smile he stepped into the office-

And he faltered. That perfume, he’d know it from anywhere. Your perfume was what he smelled before he came up here, the smell he was trying to find. Well, tonight just kept getting better and better for him it looked like.

He nodded to you and offered out his hand. “You must be Y/n L/n, correct?”

You nodded and shook his head, causing him to pause for only a millisecond. “I am indeed. I must say, Mr. Yoon, your reputation precedes you. This place is exquisite. It baffles me how you get so much business out in the middle of nowhere.”

“Ah, but we’re not in the middle of nowhere.” He assured her. “There’s an intersection of two famous highways not too far from here. That’s what lures clientele inside. Oh, and please, call me Jeonghan. I’m not one for formalities, dear.”

“Evidently not.” You chuckled. “But I assume you know why I’ve come to see you?”

“Business or pleasure?” He asked with a cheeky smile.

You nodded. “Ah, so you’re one of those people. One of those flirty types, yes?”

He shrugged, though he still had that cocky look. “Caught me. But is that so wrong?”

“Not necessarily.” You shrugged.

“Oh?” He had to admit, he was a little flustered by your response. He thought you’d be turned off by his flirting or even turned on. Not this neutral response.

Again, you shrugged. “No, it’s not a bad thing at all. Although it just confirms the rumors I’ve heard about you, that’s all.”

“And what rumors might those be?”

“Well,” you started, as if trying to remember what you heard on the street about the infamous Yooon Jeonghan. “That you’re a notorious playboy who loves to flirt with anyone, especially if they have money in the bank. It was my first guess as to why this place was so glamorous but I appear to have been mistaken. It’s also been said that you’re quite the heart breaker. Well, more of a gold digger, but that’s an awful nasty thing to call someone and from what I’ve seen and heard, you don’t seem to be one of those.”

Well, it’s a good thing they were just rumors because none of that was true at all. Sure Jeonghan liked to flirt and he was pretty damn good at it, but that didn’t mean he dated anyone. Really he just used his flirting to be a good host to clients. More often than not, he was showering them with money or flowery words to keep the reputation up and spread the word about how great the casino is. Sure, the location was ideal and everything, but keeping up the image required a lot more than just location.

However, despite everything you said, he was appreciative that you didn’t seem to believe the rumors. He knew these rumors existed and circulated even when he could hear others discussing them. But it never bothered him all that much till now. Knowing that you didn’t believe them gave him almost a sense of relief. He didn’t know why, but it was a good feeling.

Then again, sometimes you have a character to play and he was going to see this character through.

Giving you a coy smile, Jeonghan cooed, “Who knows, dear? Perhaps I am just as wicked as those rumors claim I am.”

You leaned in close to him. “Are you?”

He winked as he leaned back. “I’ll let you decide for yourself, dear.”

There wasn’t a hint of malice or intrigue in your expression as you sat back in your chair. He didn’t want to admit it, but you were kind of throwing off his game here. “Jeonghan, if you don’t mind, I’d really like to talk business with you-”

“I know what kind of business you’re referring to.” He cut you off, his flirty tone shifting to a more serious one. “You’re looking for a partnership, correct?”

A sly grin tugged at your mouth. “So you do know who I am. Well, then let me get down to brass tacks. I know this is the kind of thing I should be going to your boss about, but she’s a very tricky woman to get a hold of. Her second in command isn’t much easier. So I decided to talk to you, as you’re considered the most well-connected member of your organization correct?”

“I’m afraid I’d have to disagree.” He shook his head. “Hoshi, Seungkwan, or Joshua are more connected than I am. I’m just a front-er. I provide this casino as an establishment for legitimate business, should the gang ever go under or get caught in an investigation.”

“I see. No wonder you were so easy to get in contact with.” You nodded, musing to yourself. “Well, nevertheless, I have a proposal you can look over and if you think it’s worth looking into, you can send it to your boss.”

After handing Jeonghan the folder you had brought with you, you stood up and smoothed out your skirt. Giving him a curt nod, you made your way to the door. You had just put your hand on the handle when he called out.

“Hold on just a moment. This isn’t an ordinary alliance proposal.” He waved the folder in the air. “This is a transfer of power agreement.”

You turned to nod at him. “Yes it is. So what?”

Jeonghan stood up, shaking his head. “Let me get this straight. Your father wants to relinquish his title as boss to our boss. Why?”

“Well, he’s getting older and I don’t necessarily want to take over. My father and your boss’s father are good friends from back in the day so he sees it as a good opportunity. Everyone else in the gang is for it. Not only that, but you’d be able to expand your reach into the city. Really, there’s not a good reason for you to say no.”

You were right. There was no good reason to say no. The boss herself has been thinking about expanding into the city for a while now. And here you are basically handing a solid entry point in. But something didn’t feel right about it.

“Why did you come to me?”

Jeonghan noticed that he managed to throw you off your game, which he counted as a small victory. “Excuse me?”

He shrugged, adopting your chilly apathy. “Why did you come and see me? I know you said that the boss is hard to get in contact with, but Seungcheol really isn’t. Hell, he’s painted the biggest target on him with how available he is. And I don’t mean that in a dating sense since he’s fully committed to simping over the boss. Even if you couldn’t reach him, there’s still Hoshi, Seungkwan, or Joshua who are just as available. Why come to me?”

You blinked before giving a small smile. “I wanted to see if the rumors were true.”

He smirked. “I’m flattered you think so highly of me, dear.”

“Don’t over flatter yourself.” You shot back. “Hearing all those rumors, I didn’t think people like that existed outside of romance novels. And upon meeting you, I know they’re fake. You’re not the kind of guy who just plays the field. You may be flirty and charming, but you’re also driven and passionate about what you do.”

“And you got all of that from one twenty minute meeting?”

“I’m a very perceptive person, what can I say?” The right corner of your mouth tugged up into a half smile. “Nevertheless, there are two reasons why I think you flirted with me: you want to make this business deal go smoothly or I misjudged you and you really are a philanderer who wants to charm me because I don’t give into mindless flattery.”

There was a small pause.

“Option three.”

Your jaw opened slightly from shock and Jeonghan had to swallow his chuckle. “What I mean by option three is the reason why I “flirted” with you is because you’re honest. You don’t flirt back, or at least not that much, and you don’t tell me things I want to hear. You tell it like it is. And I really admire and appreciate that. So I tried to be nice to you, but I guess my default nice is flirting.”

“Oh.” You mumbled and for once, you genuinely appeared to be flustered.

Jeonghan leaned over and touched your hand. “Don’t worry, dear. It happens to the best of us. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a file to send to my boss. You’ll receive your response tomorrow.”

“Wait!”

It appeared the tables had turned on Jeonghan. Instead of him asking you to stay behind, it was your turn. Looking over his shoulder, he noticed that your eyes were a little wide and frantic. A twinge of guilt wormed its way inside of him. He didn’t mean to shake you up so badly.

“Are you sure that’s the only reason?”

This time he let out his chuckle. “I suppose option two has some merit to it. By that I mean I’m willing to take you out on a proper date, to get to know you. So would you like to have dinner with me sometime? Less as future colleagues and more like friends?”

Jeonghan realized this wasn’t normal for him. He didn’t ask people on dates, he didn’t ask to get to know them. He simply told them to go out with him and even then it wasn’t serious. They were more like dinners with some mindless company, really. But he really was intrigued by you. He genuinely wanted to get to know you. And he really hoped you saw the genuineness behind his inquiry about dinner.

A small blush dusted your cheeks and you said, “Of course. I’d be happy to. How does seven o’clock at the Chewy Cafe sound? I heard they make really good sandwiches and I’ve been meaning to try them ever since I arrived.”

He smiled sweetly, not flirtatiously. “Sounds perfect. I know the people who work there so I can get us a good spot and the best sandwiches.”

You laughed. “Of course you know someone who works there. But yes, that sounds wonderful. So it’s a date?”

“It’s a date.”

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btskitten7 · 9 months

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Chapter v: A deadly favor (part 3)

Ship: Min Yoongi x fem reader

AU/Genre: Mafia!AU

Rating: M

wc: 7.2k (all parts together)

Chapter warnings: spicy scene (oral f. Receiving. Fingering. Implied love making) Yoongi getting drunk (and very sad) stalking mentioned. Selling drugs.

Chapter summary: this is where Yoongi’s mask starts to slip and he’s having difficulty keeping it straight. He knows his lies are going to catch up to him and it’s getting to him. Namjoon betrays Yoongi without knowing the extent of his betrayal. Yoongi’s dad is an ass here :/ Hoseok is closing in on you. This is where things are going downhill.

taggs: @shadowjellyfishfest @princess-sunshyn @scuzmunkie @baechugff @maunosorioh @shelyamc

Yoongi knew this was a mistake, he felt it in his soul. There's no doubt he trusted Namjoon but the little voice in his head became louder and louder. For the first time, he was questioning Namjoon’s intentions. He didn't have much time to think about it any further, but he wasn't done with Namjoon yet.

Later at the dinner, Yoongi didn't say much as he always does. Whenever he would go with his dad to meetings in the past, he'd always sit back and listen. Yoongi was always watching his surroundings, he had no choice. Growing up a mob boss's kid had its perks but it also had many disadvantages. The worst one was the many attempts on his life.

It's why he's not sure if wants to have children. Even after he's gone from this life, he'll always be known as a mob boss kid and now mob boss.

People always saw his father being unfaithful to his mother so they would target his life thinking it'll get his father to do anything. It did, but it also forced Yoongi to live his life in fear most of the time. It pushed him right into the life he wanted no part in.

Yoongi looked back and forth at the two men talking, listening to every word. He didn't even touch his food or his drink. It was like he wasn't there. A small part of him wasn't. He had major concerns but he knew he couldn't voice them, at least not in front of his father's friend.

"Can we get the real reason why we're here?" Yoongi interrupted, over the small talk. He could care less about the many women they slept with or how much they spent of their fucking shoes.

Min chuckled.

"Ah, excited to get started." Min's friend said happily. Yoongi couldn't believe the likes of him was in the drug trade. He was always so happy and cheery. It always came as forced and fake to him. Honestly seeing his face pissed him off. He despised the man so much, he didn't even want to learn his name. Something about him made his skin crawl. When he becomes boss, he's going to make sure they never deal with him again.

"Not really. I'm eager to get back home and to sleep." Yoongi said with a deadpan voice.

The men around him laughed at his response, except for Namjoon.

"I agree with Yoongi. If we're just here to talk about women and other topics then we could have done this at home." Namjoon agreed. Yoongi's eyes traveled to Namjoon then back at the man.

Then men sat there in silence which was a first for the whole evening.

"Well you heard my underboss. Let's get this over with. We both have important shit to get to"

Min chucked again. He loved seeing his son become the king he always wanted him to be.

"Well Sebastian, you heard my son. Let's get down to business. What will it take to get involved with your...investment" Min asked with a smirk.

" It's different. You have to prove yourself loyal and reliable. You can't be a risk." Sebastian turned serious which tickled Yoongi.

"Can't be a risk..." Yoongi mumbled to himself followed by another chuckle.

Namjoon sighed softly. Min nodded.

"Haven't we've always shown that we're loyal to you? We've given you protection. We've stood in your place to eliminate any problems for you. What else do we have to prove?"

"You've done that. You've shown your loyalty. But your son has not," he started." Who's to say that he won't be a liability to me and my investments? I know you. I don't know him"

Yoongi laughed completely astonished.

"How do I know you won't be a liability to me? How can I trust you? I'm only going off of what my father has told me and what I've seen. I don't know you." Yoongi explained.

His words dismayed Sebastian. Yoongi already didn't want to participate and if he is going to be an asshole, he will walk out right now. They didn’t need him. Like he needs them

Min looked at Sebastian with a condescending smirk.

"Having my son by your side is a good thing. We have connections that you don't have even with all your little investments."

"One day you can have it all and the next," Yoongi said looking dark and serious, "you don't have anything at all. I can walk away from this 'meeting' and still make millions. You can't be sure that you'll be able to walk away from this table let alone back to your wife and kids"

Sebastian's widened eyes displayed fear. He looked over to Min who also shared the same dark glare. As his eyes continued across the table he realized he was in a room full of Korea's most dangerous men. They could kill him right now and get off free. No one would even bat an eye.

Yoongi didn't like to bring up people's personal life because he wouldn't like it if someone did it to him in a situation like this. The only difference between him and Sebastian, you could get rid of anyone that brought you up. Sebastian cannot.

Sebastian cleared his throat and let out a nervous chuckle. "I was just testing you son. You seem pretty trustworthy to me I’ll have everything set up by the time you leave here"

“Great” min smiled.

"So, Yoongi. What have you gotten yourself into nowadays?" He asked, quickly changing the subject.

Yoongi lifted his eyes to the man. "What is there to get into? Nothing excites me anymore, not in this life”

"Awww, stop it. There has to be something you are into. Or at least catches your eye?" He chuckled.

"Nothing," Yoongi said plainly. No one questioned Yoongi's attitude, he always spoke like this during these things.

"So, yn doesn't excite you?" Min said looking over at Yoongi. Yoongi's eyes shot straight at his father. Namjoon felt the wind leave his chest. Namjoon's father sat there with a smirk on his face.

'Why the fuck would he bring up yn?' Yoongi asked himself.

This wasn't a regular friend's dinner. This is a dinner with who could turn on their family at any moment they're pressed to. Bringing up Yn, would only cause her protection to be jeopardized. Yoongi was pissed and he couldn't hide his anger.

"Leave her out of this," Yoongi said.

"Who's yn?" his Sebastian seemingly confused but excited. Yoongi's father chuckled at his son's reaction.

"It's a woman my son has fallen in love with. She's quite the catch if you ask me" His father said ignoring Yoongi completely.

"Seems pretty exciting to me" Namjoon's father added. Namjoon looked at his father with the most disgust. If he would have known they would act like this he would have told them to do it on their own, regardless if they tell him or not.

Yoongi's blood began to boil but he had to fix this. He had to be convincing.

"I'm not in love with her. There you're wrong." Yoongi said coldly.

Namjoon, Min, and Namjoon's father sat there shocked.

"Oh so she's just something to do to pass the time or until you are bored with her?" Sebastian asked.

"Precisely. Anything could happen to her and it wouldn't phase me either way." Yoongi started as he stood up not giving them a chance to ask another question. "I'm going to retire now. I have things to look over in the aspect of my business. So anything else you can take up with my underboss since he's been so helpful" Yoongi said looking at Namjoon with almost hatred in his eyes before leaving the restaurant.

Yoongi didn't even call his driver. He just kept walking. He knows he was just lying but it still hurt him to even say something like that about you. You were his everything. He would die for you.

He's utterly in love with you.

But he had to throw them off. He had to protect you.

Yoongi's eyes began to sting with tears. He slowly starts to realize that there's going to come a time when everything is going to fall apart. He knew his time with you was limited.

A couple of hours later, Yoongi found himself in a bar, drinking the night away. He was long past drunk. He was shitfaced and should probably call his driver or Namjoon. Yoongi threw himself from the bar and stumbled out.

Pulling his phone out, he tried his hardest to focus his eyes on the screen to dial your number. He probably shouldn't do this but he needed to hear you tell him you loved him.

"Mm..hello? Are you okay Yoongi?" you asked sleepily which made Yoongi's heart swell and his eyes tear.

"I-I'm not okay. I n-need you" Yoongi said, hiccuping in between his words.

You sat up in your bed with a concerned frown.

"Baby, what's the matter? How can I get to you?" you asked rubbing your arm nervously.

"I-I-I-I need you to tell me you love me. That you you you are in l-love with me" Yoongi stuttered, slurring his words. You sighed realizing Yoongi was drunk. You were still concerned but you knew he was there with his father and Namjoon.

"Baby, you know I love you. I am completely in love with you. You know that there is no one I rather be with" You reassured him. All you can hear was him crying and thanking you.

"Baby did something happen?" you asked but Yoongi didn't respond. All you heard was a bunch of shuffling and two voices.

"Yoongi?" you asked worried.

Moments later you heard a car door open and close.

"Yn? Yn? It's Namjoon. I got him. I'm going to put him to bed. We partied too hard I think" Namjoon said nervously as he chuckled.

For some reason, you weren't convinced but you had to let it go since you probably couldn't get through to Yoongi.

"Okay...please have him call me in the morning..."

Namjoon agreed and hung up the phone finally getting into the car after he settled with Yoongi.

"Go. Now" Namjoon told the driver before he turned to a crying Yoongi. His once-perfect hair was now a mess as he kept running his fingers through it anxiously.

"You made me do that shit! You made me lie! I FUCKING LOVE HER. I'm fucking lost without her. I'm in love with her why'd you do that to me?!" Yoongi yelled letting out all his anger.

Namjoon didn't respond, he just allowed Yoongi to rave back to the hotel.

The next morning, Yoongi felt horrible. His head was pounding and each time he moved, he felt he was going to puke. He groaned as he turned over.

He didn't even know why he drank so much. It never made him forget anything nor did he feel great afterwards. Namjoon came in with some aspirin and water. Yoongi looked over at him then went back to hiding his face in the pillow.

"What? I can't fucking sleep either?" Yoongi snapped. Namjoon sighed and sat the stuff on the nightstand next to him before sitting on the bed.

"Yoongi..."

"What do you want Namjoon?"

"I just need to know my hyung is okay."

Yoongi scoffed. If he wasn't feeling so sick he would argue back with him. But he wasn't up to it.

"I'm fine. I'm ready to go home." Yoongi grumbled.

"I already arranged for the jet to take us back as soon as you are ready. But I think you should call yn. She's been blowing up your phone all morning."

Yoongi frowned and threw the pillow to the side before grabbing his phone. Seeing all the calls and texts, he knew he had worried you.

"Yoongi! Are you okay? Namjoon said you guys went out for drinks, did you drink too much?" You asked relieved he finally called back. Yoongi sighed 'Another lie. Great' he thought to himself.

"I'm okay Blossom. I just went a little too crazy last night. I really had a lot of fun last night. I should be home in a few hours" Yoongi said rubbing his head.

"Baby...I don't think you are being truthful.." You say. Yoongi's heart dropped as his head darted up.

"What do you mean baby?"

"Last night you were crying. You kept begging me to tell you I loved you and I was in love with you. Something you should already know. Then after Namjoon got you, you kept calling leaving messages, and texting me. If you had fun, why were you crying?" You asked concerned.

Yoongi cursed himself, instantly regretting calling you.

"Baby, I promise I had fun. It's just that once I got wasted I just missed you a lot. I just needed to hear your voice. That's all Blossom, promise"

You sighed "Okay Yoongi...I'll see you soon. I'm going to go back to sleep for a bit"

"Okay, baby. I love you" He tells you, trying to sound as normal as possible.

"I love you too, Yoongi. I really do. So much" you say before hanging up the phone.

Yoongi sighed and threw his phone on the bed feeling defeated.

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"Why are you so gungho about this woman? Weren't the roses enough? Who cares that she's Yoongi's girl" Taehyung asked.

Jimin looked over at Taehyung sighing softly. Till this day, he wishes things were different but he could never admit that out loud. At least not to his own best friends.

There’s always a bit of pain that comes to Jimin when he hears Yoongi’s name. They were close. Extremely close.

But he chose his side and Yoongi had chosen his. They have to stand on it. For life.

"I have to admit, even though she saved my life, you are acting like she saved yours," Jimin added. Hoseok chuckled and leaned back in his seat as he watched the security cameras from the hospital. He liked watching you work, he couldn't believe that Yoongi found a pure soul, a nurse at that. It's pretty ironic to him.

"I'm just interested. At first, I wanted to just repay a debt but now? I think I'm going to have a bit of fun." Hoseok grinned. “Do you think our friend has told her about his lifestyle?”

“I don’t think so. She doesn’t really seem like this kind to be okay with this sort of behavior” Jimin admitted watching the security cameras.

“If he did, he’s ignorant for letting her just go out into the world with no protection.” Taehyung added.

Hoseok grinned and nodded “interesting” he said.

Taehyung and Jimin looked at each other and then back to Hoseok.

"Don't tell me you're about to take Yoongi's girl" Jimin asked.

Hoseok chuckled.

"Define...take," Hoseok chuckled before finishing "Let's just say, we’re interested in making a new friend"

Hoseok smirked and signaled one of his capos to come forth.

"Yongbok" Hoseok called the young man to which he came quickly and bowed.

"Yes sir" he responded.

Hoseok smiled and looked at Taehyung and Jimin.

“Why don’t you two answer like that? You always give me back talk”

“We’ve known you too long to kiss your ass.” Taehyung smirked while Jimin chuckled.

"Things never change do they,” Hoseok chuckled. "Get me everything you know about that nurse. Follow her, befriend her, stalk her- I don't care just get me the information and do not hurt her. Report back when you've collected something."

“I can do that sir. I shall get started right away”

“Wait-“ Jimin stood “why don’t I go with him? It’ll make more sense for me to. She did save me and Yongbok could play like my concerned little brother.”

“And what if it doesn’t amount to anything more than a simple ‘thank you’ and ‘your welcome’?”

“Then I have another plan. Just trust me”

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andydrysdalerogers · 3 months

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Presley ~ A Curtis Everett AU ~ Part Seven

Curtis Everett x OFC Presley Adams

Synopsis:

Curtis Everett is a hard working man. As the head of the mob of Concord, he does everything he can to provide for his wife and children. His life is perfect. Until it's not.

After a devastating accident, Curtis is alone with his children and needs some serious help.

Presley Adams needs to find work and fast. Running from her past she just wants to lay low and earn enough to get her out of town. Until she starts working for Curtis as his live in nanny.

As she falls in love with this family, can she stop her past from finding her? Or will her past be the end of the Everett reign in Concord?

Book two of the Five Kings of Boston series

Warning: themes of a mafia lifestyle; SMUT; possessive tendencies; murder; death; age gap;

A/N: taglist is open!

Banners by me! Dividers by @firefly-graphics

I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site, even if you give me credit. DO NOT REPOST MY FICS. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated

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Chapter Seven - Mine

Third Person POV

Everything had been calm in Concord. The Everett family had no other interaction with the Giovannis but Curtis refused to let his guard down. The security protocols for everyone remained tight but Presley refused to complain. Seeing Charles, the menacing look in his eye was enough for her to accept the protection. Yes it was annoying but since she was either by herself or with the children, she couldn’t take the chance.

Curtis, after confessing his love to Presley, decided he wanted to have a meeting with her father and Blackwood. This is where we find ourselves three months after Blackwood made himself known.

Curtis

I was going over the paperwork at my desk with Clint when Presley stormed in. “You are meeting with my father and his minion!?!”

Oh boy, my kitten has her claws out. “Kitten, let me explain...”

“Are you sending me back?” Her blue green eyes were laced with fear.

“For fuck’s sake, no Presley!” I stood up. “How many more times am I going to have to promise you that you aren’t going anywhere!” I took her head in my hands. “Baby, I am negotiating your freedom. I want you here forever and I need to do this in a diplomatic way so that everyone stays alive and safe.” I kiss her forehead. “Stop, please, with the assumption that I want you gone. That can’t be further from the truth.”

Her eyes sparkled with unshed tears. “I’m sorry. I just hear my father’s name and I panic.” She leans into my check and I hug her tightly. I kiss the top of her head as she calms. When I feel her relax I pull back.

“Please, trust me. Clint and I are going to go there and negotiate with Giovanni and Blackwood. If they don’t agree, well, we have a backup plan as well. I want you to stay here for the day. No shopping, no lunch, nothing. Adam and Sid will be here as well.”

She looked into my eyes and I knew she was trying to see any fear. “I trust you, my love.” The words she used were so important to my heart. I took her hands and kissed her palms. She smiled and walked back out, nodding to Clint as she went.

“She’s going to be our new queen, isn’t she?” Clint asked with a smile.

“I hope so.”

Giovanni was ameniable at best with my request. We, the Five Kings of Boston, are a very powerful organization to begin with. When I had told my plans to the Don and the other kings, they were in agreement that the Giovannis needed to be eliminated. They had ran their family into the ground and were surviving on threats, drugs and prostitution. I wanted to install one of our own to take over.

But I needed to guarentee Presley’s safety first.

Two days later, I found myself in New Jersey, seated across from my love’s father. “Thank you for having me, Mr. Giovanni.”

“Please call me Mario.” He smiled and I cringed internally. “I understand that you have a proposition for me.”

I looked at him and then at Blackwood. So this is the motherfucker who tried to rape my girl. He is good looking, fine, but he has a slimy demeaner about him. Dark hair, blue eyes, if Presley was a different girl, I could see how he could have her wrapped around his finger. But Presley isn’t that girl. She’s special, beautiful, loving, the light in my life.

She’s mine.

He smiled at me like he knew I wasn’t going to get what I wanted. Suprise, I knew exactly how I was going to get my girl. “Yes, Mario, I wanted to negotiate Presley’s hand in marriage.”

I don’t think Giovanni or Blackwood were ready for this particular proposal. “Amelia is already promised to Charles here. He is my successor, and my daughter is my natural heir.” He kept using her birth name, like a show of power. But my Kitten is really a lioness and doesn’t want his name any longer. I wanted it to be my name instead.

“I understand. I’m willing to pay whatever price you name for her. She and I have a connection.” I pulled out the box in my pocket holding the ring I wanted to give Presley. “Presley and I...”

“Her name is Amelia!” Giovanni shouted, slamming a fist into the table. Some of the men jumped at his action. But I didn’t. I continued to stare the man down. He took a breath and cleared his throat. “Amelia is not for sale. She needs to come home and complete her duty.”

I clenched my jaw. “So, you are ok with her being with a rapist?”

Blackwood laughed. “I am not a rapist.”

“Really?” I extended my hand for Clint to press the file we got from Jensen into my hands. “Proof, Mario, that Mr. Blackwood is not what he seems.” I slid the file across the table to Giovanni. He opened the file and flipped through the pictures and medical records. “The last two were his cousins, by the way. He was also present during the kidnapping of Mrs. Aurora Barber.”

I love it when I catch the enemy surprised.

Giovanni turned to Charles. “I thought that was all Hansen. Did you touch Mrs. Barber?”

“She wasn’t Mrs. Barber at the time.” Charles paled as he explained.

“But she was Barber’s girl at the time,” I said. “And among the Kings, you mess with one of our girls, you mess with all of us.” I gave a menacing look to Blackwood before I turned back to Giovanni. “I am willing to pay a million for Presley. No more contact, no more surprise visits. She becomes my wife, I leave your family alone to be run as you see fit. Anything happens to her, she cries one tear, one hair is out of place, I burn this family to the ground. Do we have a deal?”

“Why are you out of your state and negotiating with me?” Giovanni is a smart man. He knows I wouldn’t be able to offer anything since I was not the Don. Clint placed the evenvlope in front to me. I slid it towards him.

“A letter, signed by my Don, allowing me to negotiate.” He opened it an paled.

To Mr. Mario Giovanni, Please use this as confirmation that I am allowing one of my Kings, Curtis everett, to negoiate outside of my territory on my behalf. Sincerely, The Don of Boston.

It was signed, that much I knew. I could tell by the sheer terror that Giovanni now had on his face. He looked at Blackwood, then back at me. “I want assurances that my successor is not to be harmed. As I am giving up my heir, I will have enough problems without losing him too.”

“So long as my future bride is safe, I will allow him to breathe. He steps one foot into our territory, I will end him.” I stared him down. I wanted Blackwood to know that I would kill him if anything happened to Presley after I transferred the money. I had Clint walk over a contract.

“We have a deal, Mr. Everett.” Giovanni motioned for someone to hand him something. “Please wire the funds to this account. Once it is received, I will consider my daughter engaged to you and no longer my problem.”

“I’ll transfer it tomorrow. I will be in town tonight, enjoying your casino and make sure that the contract is signed.” Everyone stood in the room as I walk over to Giovanni. “Your daughter is well taken care of and will become a Queen in Concord. She joins four other fine women who lead us to peace. I know you don’t care, i just thought you should know.”

Giovanni reached into his pocket and retrieved a letter. “I know you assume that I don’t care about my daughter, but I do. Please see that she gets this. This will be my last communication with her.”

I took the letter and put it into my pocket. “I will see that she does. Have a good evening, Mr. Giovanni.” I looked at Blackwood and didn’t bother to hide my disdane for the man. He had the balls to smirk at me. “What?”

“You have what’s mine. I will get what’s mine,” he seethed, stepping up to me.

“You have fuck. Presley is my queen, ring or no ring. In twenty four hours, a war will break if you touch my queen," I growled. "Stay away from my family, fuckface, or I will make sure they never find you.” I smiled sadistically. “Give me a reason, Blackwood, I fucking dare you.”

He stepped back. He didn’t seem worried about it and that put me on guard. We walked out of Giovanni’s place and I looked back to make sure no one was around. “Get security at the house on phone.”

Charles

Twenty Four Hours.

He really thinks I’m going to let this go. Moron. Amelia is mine. I don’t report to Giovanni anymore. He my be the “head” of the family but I don’t respect him. He’s been getting soft about his daughter. He now just wanted her to come home. And he’s made it known that it wouldn’t be a requirement for me to take over to marry Amelia. Fuck that.

I was going to make her my wife, whether she liked it or not.

I had twenty-four hours.

Just enough time for my plan to be complete.

Unfortunately for Everett, it was already in motion as soon as I was alerted that he had left his compound. What a fucking idiot. He has no clue that I’ve had a mole in his house for the last six months. I knew about everyone and everything going on in his home. I knew the schedules and cars. I knew it better than he did. I could have infiltrated his home anytime I wanted. But today is the day. As soon as I was told of this meeting, I knew this would be my chance to claim my girl once again. I smirked as I watched Everett and his men walk away. I could see a call being placed. My phone buzzed.

Done.

One step closer.

Presley

I’m nervous.

The thought of my love in the city with my father has my anxiety up. Fortunately, we are still planning Josh’s birthday in a couple of days so I’m distracted. Nat had stepped out to shop for a present so I was alone at home with the kids and Adam. I was scared to leave the compound. I had a feeling that leaving would be a bad thing. Curtis told me to trust my instincts. It had been what had kept me alive while I was running.

“Pres, can you get me the sugar please?” Adam pulled her out of her thoughts. “You ok?”

“Just nervous,” I smiled at him. “The thought of Curtis...”

“He’s gonna be fine.” Adam took my hand and squeezed. “Clint said that the Don had given permission and was going to let your father know that this meeting is being done with his blessing. Don’t worry. Help me make this red velvet cookies. I know you fed this information to Josh.”

I giggled and went to the pantry. I loved this. The normalcy. I love my children. Doing stuff for them brings me joy. I don’t want it to end.

My thoughts turned to the future. My future. The future that I kept seeing in my dreams. The life I could have with Curtis. My Curtis, my heart, the love of my life. I want him. I want all of him. I want to be a real mother to his kids, my kids. I would always respect and keep Anna’s memory alive. But I wanted my own place in their world as a step mother or just a mom to them.

I love having them in our bed in the morning, cuddling and whispering about their dreams. I love cooking with them when Adam would let us. I love playing games with them and working on their homework.

I love Josh and Evie with my entire heart.

And I know I love Curtis. I want my world to begin and end with him. But I don’t know where his head is at. I assume he wants to keep this going because of all of the steps that he’s taking to make sure I am safe. But, I can’t think about that now. Right now I need to focus on my boy’s ninth birthday.

“Adam, do you know where the icing sugar is?” Adam didn’t response. “Adam!”

I walked back into the kitchen and stopped. My body froze, my mind whirling. This couldn’t be happening. “What are you doing?”

Sid looked from where his gun was pointed at Adam to me and smiled. “Did you really think you could get away from him Amelia?”

My heart dropped. “You’re one of his?”

“From day one,” he gloated. And my worst fear came true as Josh, Evie and Laura walked into the kitchen.

“Adam, do you have any...” Josh spoke and then froze at the scene in front of him. He looked at me and then back at Sid. Laura gasped and pulled Josh back towards her. “Presley!” He struggled away from Laura and ran towards me. He wrapped his arms around my middle but I pushed him behind me.

“What are you doing Sid? What do you want?” I could feel my boy trembling behind me and I held him tighter to me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Laura holding Everly the same way. I needed Sid to tell me what he wanted and then I could decide how to protect the kids.

“It’s simple, really, Amelia. I want you, all of you, to come with me. Your fiancee is waiting for you.”

“Why is he calling you Amelia?” Josh whispered. “Presley, what’s going on?”

“My name is Presley,” I told Sid. “And we are not leaving with you.”

Sid rolled his eyes at me. “Fine.” And he fired the gun, making all of us scream. Adam grabbed his leg and hit the ground, yelling in agony, blood billowing over his jeans. “Look at what you made me do, Presley.” He sneered my name. “Who will it be next? Laura, one of the kids? Yourself? Or maybe I should place another one in Adam? This one, between his eyes.”

“No!” I held up my hands. “No, just leave everyone alone. Just let me check on Adam and say goodbye and I will leave. I will leave with you.” I could hear my throat hold back the sob and my voice crack a little. “Please, don’t hurt my children.”

Sid must have had a little compassion for me. “Fine.”

I took it and ran. Laura moved towards Josh with Everly as I pulled the belt from my waistband and wrapped it around Adam’s leg. “Adam, Adam, look at me. You’re gonna be ok.”

“Presley, don’t do this.” He grasped my hand. “Don’t leave with him.”

“I have to. I need to protect my kids. Laura will call and you’ll be ok.” I pressed my forehead to his. “Tell Curtis that I kept my promise. That I would do anything to protect those kids.” I kissed his forehead. “Take care of him, when I’m gone.”

“No, Pres, no!” I let go of him as the bleeding slowed. I walked over to Laura.

“Presley, you can’t let him win.” Laura has tears down her face. “You can’t.”

“Please take care of my kids and Adam. Call Clint as soon as you can.” I took a deep breath. “Please help Curtis. He’ll be...” the sob escaped. “He’ll be broken but remind him that I did this for his loves. Please Laura.” She nodded and I turned to my kids.

Everly was in my arms in a flash. I held her tight as I played with her blonde ringlets. “You listen to your brother and Laura ok? Your daddy will be home very soon.” I kissed her head. “I love you Princess.”

“Don’t leave, momma.”

Fuck.

I swallowed and I turned to Josh. “Protect your sister and everyting will be fine. You tell your dad what Sid did and that he works for Charles.”

“Don’t go.” He never cries. But as I watch two fat tears roll down his cheek, I almost break. He buries his head in my neck as he cries. “Please don’t leave me, momma.”

“Oh baby, I’m sorry. I have to make sure you’re ok. I love you ok? I love you so much, Joshie. My boy.” I kissed his head and stood up. I looked at Sid. “Ok.”

“Move,” he said, waving the gun around. I went to the back door and looked at my family. I walked out of the kitchen as my son’s scream reached my ears and I felt my heart break. And my eyes found a photo of the four of us at a carnival that was right by the entry. We were so happy, the kids looking at the camera, while Curtis and I looked at each other. So in love. But I had to do this for them, for him.

Forgive me, my love.

Curtis

“What do you mean no one is answering?”

“Boss, no one, not even my wife is answering.” Clint drove as fast as he could towards the jet.

“Fuck!” I pulled my phone and called Presley. It went straight to voicemail

Hi, its Pres! Leave me a message!

“Presley, it’s Curtis. Kitten, I need you to call me as soon as you can. I’m worried. I love you.” I ended the call right as we got to the plane. Robert, the pilot was waiting. “We need to be in Concord within the hour.”

“Yes, sir. Plane is ready to depart.” As soon as the cabin door was closed, we were in the air. My foot kept bouncing. I needed to hear her voice. To know she was ok. I just negotiated her freedom and now I can ask her to be my wife. I didn’t want to ask before because it didn’t seem right to ask without her father’s blessing. I’m old fashioned like that.

Thinking of her and my children, I lost myself in the photos that were on my phone when Clint’s phone rang. He raises it up, “Laura?” His face betrayed him. “Slow down sweetheart. Tell me what happened.” Clint put her on speaker.

“Presley was taken. Adam’s been shot and the kids are crying and I don’t know what to do Clint!” We could hear the sobs in her voice.

Wait...

“What do you mean Presley was taken?” I asked.

“Sid... he... took her...” Laura cried.

My Kitten was gone?

“Mr. Everett, we touch down in five minutes. The cars are waiting,” the pilot said.

But I was numb. My Presley, my kitten, was taken from me. Rage began to build in my blood. “My children?”

“Laura said they were safe,” Clint said. “Boss, we’ll find her.”

I managed to keep my rage in as we disembarked and drove to the compound. First thing I noticed was our doc was here. “Doc!”

“Mr. Everett,” he says as he pulls off his gloves. “Adam sustained a gun shot wound to the thigh. Someone placed a turnaquette to stop the bleeding. It saved his life. We need to get him into surgury to make repairs but that would mean involving the authorities.”

“Fuck,” I growled. I pick up the phone and placed a call. “Rogers, it’s Everett. There has been an incident at my house and my chef was shot... Thanks.” I hung up. “An ambulance is on its way. Can you keep him alive for 10 more minutes?”

“Yes, sir. Excuse me.” He left and I finally made it inisde.

“Where? Where are they?”

“Upstairs.”

I took the stairs two at a time and headed to the playroom. I threw open the door and heard a “Dad!” Josh rushed me and I fell to my knees to catch him. Everly followed and I breathed in my children. “Dad, I tried to protect her, I did, I promise.”

Immediately I looked over Everly. Joshua protected his sister with everything he had. She didn’t look harmed. I looked at my son. “Joshua...”

“She left. She left us. Momma left us and I told her not to but she said she made a promise and that she loves us.” Josh buried his face into my chest.

My kitten sacraficed herself to keep them safe. She promised to always protect them and she did. I held them for a few more minutes. “Josh, you were so brave and took really good care of your sister. You did everyting just right.” I kissed the top of his head. “Stay here with Laura and I’m going to find your momma ok?” He nodded and took Evie hand.

“I didn’t want Momma to leave.” He lower lip trembled.

“I know Bud, its ok. I’ll find her and bring her back.” I kissed Evie and stood up. “Thank you Laura.” She nodded and took the kids back. I headed downstairs and saw Adam being loaded onto a stretcher. “Adam. How are you feeling?”

“Like I got shot boss.” He grimised as they raised the stretcher and jostled him. “She was brave. She made the deal to save the kids without hesitation. Bravest woman I know.”

“Who did this Adam?” I know he’s injured but I needed answers. I needed to know which way to look.

“It was Sid. Said he had been here under orders. Called her Amelia.”

Fuck, this was not good. “Ok, concentrate on yourself. I’ll find her.” I patted his shoulder and watched as he was uploaded to the ambulance. I watched them leave and then turned to Clint. “Track his phone, the plates of the car, anything.” Something popped in my brain. “I need Josh.”

“Josh? Sir...”

“I just need a detail.” I ran back to his room.

“Daddy?”

“Buddy, was Presley wearing her necklace? Do you remember if she’s wearing her necklace?”

Josh looked at me with curiosity. “The one you gave her for Christmas?” I nodded. “Yes, she was wearing it. She always wears it. She plays with it when she misses you. Says it had magic in it so she feels closer to you.”

I can feel the tears building but I need to be strong for my son. “That’s good bud. Thank you.”

“Is momma going to be ok?” His eyes were big and shiny. He looked like he did the day I had to explain to my five year old that his mother was done. I never wanted to be here again. I never wanted to tell my son that he lost someone he loved again.

“Yes, she’s going to be fine.” I gave him a hug and held him, trying to calm myself at the thought that I may have just lied to my son.

I stormed back into my office, where my men were on computers. I took a seat at my desk and looked at the pictures. One stood out. The picture was from my birthday. Josh had ask that Presley and I posed for it and my mind went back.

“I love this picture, Joshie. I’m going to print it out,” Presley declared. Two days later, Presley came in to have lunch with me and she had a wrapped box with her. After we ate, I wiped my mouth with a napkin and then asked, “what is that Kitten?” “A gift. For you,” she said with a bite to her bottom lip. I took it and opened it. A beautiful frame came out with the picture Josh took. “Presley, I love this.” I don’t usually keep pictures on my desk. I have two, one of each of my kids. But it felt right and I put our picture in the middle. “Perfect,” I said, looking at my girl. She was beautiful in a white sun dress. “Fuck,” I murmured. I pulled her to stand in between my legs and I pressed my face into her abdomen. “Did you lock the door Kitten?” “Yes,” she whispered. “Good.” I made her straddle me and I kissed her hard and deep. I needed her like air. I pulled away for a second. “I need you Kitten.” I ran my hands up her legs and under her dress and I was pleasently surprised that she had no panties on. “What a bad Kitten. No panties.” “Its too hot for them,” she smirked as i lifted her onto my desk. “Even better for me, since you didn’t bring me dessert.” I licked my lips as I pushed her dress up, exposing her gorgoeus pussy to me. I ran the tip of my finger through her slit, listening to her keen at the sensation. “Already so wet Kitten.” “Yes,” she moaned. “You’ve been busy and I’ve missed you.” Her glistening pussy pulsed, ready to accept me. “I missed you too. Let me make it up to you.” I latched onto her clit and suckled. She arched her back at cried out. I ate her like a man starved. I would never get over her taste. It was pure heaven. I made her give me two orgasms before I let go of her from my mouth. I kissed her so she could taste herself. “Bend over Kitten.” She smiled at me shyly. I helped her down and she turned over and bend down, cheek to desk. “Hang on Kitten.” I undid my belt and pants and let them drop along with my boxer briefs. I pumped my cock a couple of times before I gently kicked her legs apart. I ran the tip through her soaked pussy lips, listening to her mewl at the sensation. I pushed into her, groaning at how tight she was. “Oh, fuck, Curtis.” Her head lifted as I pushed in. I wraped my hand around her throat to lift her up to my lips. As we kissed I withdrew my hips and pushed into her again, just a little bit harder. She pulled away to cry out. I pushed her head back down and began to pound into her. “Curtis, Curtis, shit, so good,” she cried. “Yeah, you like that don’t you Kitten? Love having my cock into this tight, wet pussy.” I grabbed her hips to pounf into her harder. “Fuck, you’re squeezing tight.” I couldn’t stop. She felt so good and I wasn’t sure how much more I could last. “Tell me you’re close, sweetheart.” I reached between us to stroke her clit. “Ah, Curtis, baby, right there, right there, I’m going to cum,” she screamed. And then bliss. She pulsed around me, squeezing my cock and I exploded, filling her. I pumped a couple more times, before I stopped and leaned over her, kissing her neck. “Are you ok?” “I’m perfect,” she said with a smile. “I’m in heaven.”

Someone dropped a notebook and pulled me out of my memories. I went back to boss mode. “Update now!”

“Sir, we have the plate of the car that was used. I confirmed that it was Sid Johnson that took Presley from the house. He has just his gun on him and that’s it. It took 12 minutes for him to take her.”

“I want his file,” I ordered. Clint had it on his desk and handed it to me. “How did he get past? How did this motherfucker gain my trust? He should have never been invited to interview let alone be assigned to the house or my family. I want a fucking answer!”

Clint cleared his throat. “I think they created an alias for him. He was clean boss. We had asked Mr. Barber for Jensen’s help with the checks when we up’d security.”

“Son of a bitch. We need to find her now! Clint, she had her necklace on her. Trace it.”

Please let her necklace be the way to bring her home.

Charles

My driver is going as fast as he can from Giovanni’s compound to the house we had set up. It was risky, setting up a house in one of the Kings’s territory but it was neccessary. I needed time to get Presley and time to change the plates for the cars so we can leave and no one would be the wiser. It took three hours but we finally arrived in Camden.

Everest’s people are morons. I was able to slip people into his house and take his prized possession from under him. It was time. It was time to take my place in our world and run New Jersey. The first part of my plane was to take my princess and make her a queen.

Walking into the house, he saw his man and smiled. “Where is she?”

“Locked in the master sir. I made sure the windows were locked from the outside as well. She’s known for being squirrly and resourseful, sir.”

“Good job, Sid.” Charles patted his back before heading down the hall. He stopped and took a breath and opened the door.

“Hello Amelia.”

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