Dancing With You| Obey Me! x reader (Oneshots)

Mammon❤(Lotto)

"I don't need no money, all I need is you
I want you desperately more than anything
Bet everything on me
Oh yeah"
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~MAFIA TIME! (both the reader and Mammon are humans) not knowing each other before the night starts, both the reader and Mammon realize they make great partners for murder and gambling.  (this is not fit for some readers, as this mentions topics such as murder, gambling, drinking, sexual harassment(vaguely), sexist comments, and there are a few curse words) ~
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(No ones pov)

Loud music booms through the dimly lit room full of drunk and high people. Their bodies pressed against each other as they danced with random strangers, a disgusted scoff left your lips as you pushed through them and made your way to the bar. The area around the bar seemed to be empty other than a few bodies being there but they all seemed to be bored or drunk out of their mind. That's when you heard a shout behind you, and a few people clapping. A few words catch your attention as you turn to look at the group of people surrounding a table. A head of white hair catches your attention. A cocky smile is on his lips as he holds his cards up with a large pile of money on his side. 

"That's the great mammon, or that's what he likes to call himself" a voice whispers into your ear making you snap to look at a small female with dark eyes and bright blonde hair. "He's never lost, he always gains money but never loses it," she whispers again leaning on your shoulder holding a plate full of alcoholic drinks and a few cigars. "People call him a scumbag because all he cares about is money, he only comes here to gamble and he never looks at anyone, never takes anyone home." you nod as the male known as mammon placed his hand of cards on the table, a smirk comes to his lips as he looks at the men who were playing with him. Before you could ask the woman any more questions a loud shout is aimed at her 

"Hey, little lady! Hurry your ass up" a large male that has his hand raised over his head shouts as he looks at both of them with an annoyed look. The female squeaks before rushing over to the table. The drinks on the plate shake as she runs over there. A few of the males grab the drinks and a few go for the cigars until the plate is empty, she goes to walk away before a hand is wrapped around her waist pulling her flush against another body. You couldn't hear what was said between them until he shouts again and his hand grips her arm tightly. "You do what I say, that's what women are for, to do whatever a man says" he snaps at the female making her jump, and everything seems to stop as the gamblers watch the situation 

"What the fuck do you think are you doing?" a sharp voice snaps making everyone jump, the white-haired male looks at you with an interested smirk on his lips as his hand is pressed to his chin. Your hand is wrapped around the male's arm and a gun is pressed to his neck. The woman slips from his arms and rushes away from the situation. "You should really watch what you say," you mutter into his ear pressing the gun deeper until he flinches from the pressure. A Loud gunshot echoes through the room, then a loud thud of a body hitting the ground. A small laugh leaves your lips as you wipe the blood off your face and a smirk rests on your lips as you take the chair he had been sitting in. "you should probably move the body out of here" you look up at a few of the men who stand at the side who all nod before dragging him out. 

"Did you really have to kill him?" a dark-haired male asks, pressing the cigarette to his lips and placing his cards face down, looking at you with narrowed eyes. His fingers tap the table gently "we were in the middle of a game." 

"A game you are losing at, hm? let's just get going" you mutter looking at the white-haired male from the corner of your eyes. But a smile presses to your lips as you fully look at the man named mammon. "But first I want to make a bet," a few hums go around the table as their eyes look at you, pointing your finger at the now wide-eyed male, his bright blue and yellow eyes confused "if I win, I want you and I to spend all night together, you'll be mine all night unless you want more" a chuckle leaves your lips as you watch the color flush on his face 

"Like any chance, you're going to win against him. I've been here every week and I've never won" A blonde male yawns out pressing his hand to the table holding up his cards, waving them slightly. 

"Well, I'm not you" you spit out earning a scoff and a few chuckles. Turning to face Mammon with a small smile, "if you win what do you want?" a smirk comes to his lips as he leans over the table to face you.

"You to be my servant for however long I say" he states this makes you lift your eyebrows up at him, you nod pressing your tongue to the inside of your cheek

"You have a deal, may the best win" you smile pressing the full glass of alcohol to your lips. You narrow your eyes as your cards are passed to you...

"What no way!" a loud shout breaks the now tense silence, a half-drunken laugh leaves your lips as you press the cards in your hands to the table. You feel the eyes of many others bore into you, your ego felt higher than ever. 

"How could he lose! He's never lost" another voice fills the silence as your hand presses to your chin looking over at the white-haired male who had wide eyes. 

"Here's a thing you all should know" you mutter pushing yourself up, sliding the empty glass to the side of the table with a grunt. "I've never lost either, I always get what I want" soon Mammon pushes himself up from the table grabbing the money he had earned and his coat. He walks past you as you follow behind him

"So where are we going?" he asks, tugging his jacket over his white shirt and stuffing the money in his pocket. 

"We're going to kill some people" you mutter in a matter-of-fact tone of voice making him look at you with his lips pressed into a thin line "he and his rookies have been on my nerves for quite some time. I want to snuff them out" you hold your finger up soon blowing on it acting as if it was a candle being snuffed out in the wind. You both walk out of the building 

"So you just kill people? Why not have someone lower do it?" he asks, making you tilt your head upwards a deep sigh leaving your lips as the cold night air rushes past you. 

"I want a higher ranking and this could make you and I the most feared people in the latter" you swipe your hand at nothing and Mammon feels his anxiousness lift as he hears about reputation. A smirk on both of your lips. 

"Why me?" he asks another question. Earning a cold chuckle from you as you press your hands to your hips walking in large steps to keep up with him. 

"I did my research and the math, if you and I team up we would earn over a million dollars in just a night, and we are talking about both of us being dangerously high ranked people already, wouldn't you like people to shiver at the mention of your name?" This sentence makes up his mind, as he nods and a hum fills the air. 

"So you just wanted both of us to team up to earn money and a ranking" he hears a grunt as you look at him with annoyed eyes. "I can get with that" 

"I just love the thrill of it all, I never want it to stop. That's why I need you to do it, plus I know how greedy people can be. You are one of the greediest beings I know. So don't take my words lightly" you both pause as your eyes meet he can barely see the color of your eyes but know that he shouldn't question anything you say. 

"How many people are you looking to join?" he questions making you peak up with interest 

"How many do you know?" 

"Six people" 

"I think we have a deal Mammon" and after his name escaped your lips he knew what was happening, his life was in your hands and he loved it. He had just felt as if he struck gold