⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ ℍ𝕚𝕤 ℚ𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟 [ 𝕍!𝕀𝕫𝕦𝕜𝕦 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 ] ✓⋇⋆✦⋆⋇

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟽: 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝙳𝚊𝚢

"𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦"

"𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵."

"𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭..."

.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡　Author's POV　ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+

That day—a year ago

You placed on your favorite sweater along with the matching skirt. You hummed your little tune as you walked around your room.

You watered your small potted plant and smiled as you saw the notice in growth.

"Mew?" Your cat called out.

You turned to face your cat—Licorice looking back at you. You picked him up, as soon as you did, he nuzzled against your face. You stroked his fur which earned a purr from him.

You decided to go make something to eat. On your way to the big kitchen, your father stopped you.

It was odd that your father was even here in the first place. You thought maybe another person was coming over.

"[y/n], we'll be having a guest later today. You know the rules, so be ready." Your fathers stern voice warned.

You nodded your head, wanting to go to the kitchen and not talk to the man.

He scoffed and shooed you away. You happily left and went to go make your snack.

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He fixed his tie and gloves. He checked himself in the mirror before leaving his hideout.

His silent footsteps made their way to his car. He went into the driver's seat and immediately checked his guns and knives he had on him. He placed them back in his pockets and jacket.

He started the car and looked at the photo he got. A red circle was around your fathers face.

Izuku felt himself grin, he was going to enjoy killing this man.

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As you looked in the mirror, you cringed at how your curves and thighs showed in the skirt. It was a good thing—for your father, not so much for you.

The rules in your house for guests were simple: you get offered and stay obedient.

Now it sounds bad, but basically your father is willing to give you to almost any person he makes a deal with. But he already sold you off without your information. So you just went with the regular rules.

You walked down stairs to the room where your father makes deals. You heard idle chatter among him and some foreign voice.

As soon as you entered the room, a scent of cologne was what you smelled. It smelt somehow—relaxing, intoxicating, and sweet.

You took a deep breath before approaching the two sitting on a couch by a coffee table. You started to walk and make your way to the couch. As you walked over to the other side of the couch by your father, you made sure to look at the ground.

You finally were by the couch, you would have to meet this mysterious guest.

Your eyes made their way to meet the most dazzling eyes you have ever seen. They were like sparkling green emeralds. The man had what looked like bed-head dark green hair. He was dressed formally and wore gloves. He had some freckles and wore a small grin.

You instantly felt something was off from him. He wasn't like the other guests, he seemed to be honest and truthful. Well at least his eyes looked that way.

You held out your hand to the guest. "Hello, I'm [y/n] [l/n]. It's a pleasure to meet you." You gave him a sincere smile, he seemed decent to you.

Izuku took in all of your features, your hair, your lips, your soft skin, and your beautiful voice. He knew right away, he wanted you.

He took your hand and brought it up to his lips. You looked at him with a surprised face, it was a new gesture. He placed a delicate kiss on your hand and looked at you, your eyes locking.

"I'm called Deku, and the pleasure's all mine, dollface." He let go of your hand.

You felt a new emotion, one you've never felt before. You didn't even know how to feel, you sat back down in a trance. Your father did a loud cough at the odd tension that filled the room.

"This here is my only child, she's my daughter." Your father intertwined his fingers and looked over at Izuku.

"And a very pretty one at that." Izuku said while keeping his gaze on you.

You felt that feeling again and looked back at him with a smile.

"[y/n], why don't you get us some drinks." Your father ordered.

You started to get up before Izuku spoke. "We don't need drinks over a small deal. So sit down [y/n] dear." Izuku motioned for you to sit.

You nervously glanced at the both of them. They seemed to be glaring at each other.

"Nonsense, she can get the drinks." Your father said with his voice slightly raised.

"No, no, she can sit." Izuku argued back.

"It's fine, really. I've done this a million times." You finally butted in and waved your hands in front of you.

You got up and went to go make the drinks.

Izuku watched you leave, his gaze lingered on you until you were out of sight. Then he faced your father with a blank face.

"Seems you've taken a liking to my daughter if you fought back like that." Your father stated, with an annoyed tone.

"Who wouldn't, she's a fine gal." Izuku responded while lighting a cigarette.

You walked back in with a tray of the two drinks. You smelt the smoke and faced Izuku, you placed a drink in front of him.

"I'm sorry to say this Deku sir, but could you please refrain from smoking?" You politely asked him.

He went wide eyed and immediately put it out. For some reason, he wanted to act like a gentleman in front of you. He grabbed the drink and then thanked you.

"Why don't you join us, [y/n] darling?" Izuku asked while patting on the seat next to him.

You glanced over at your father for approval. He shook his head.

"Go practice your violin in your room." He dismissed you.

You nodded your head and obeyed orders like always. You gave a small wave at Izuku before leaving.

As he watched you leave again, he knew the second he saw you....he was infatuated with you. He never acted this way with a person before, he never felt this way before. Hell, he never even smiled at people before.

He would make you his.

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