Consulting criminal, sound familiar? Well, Y/n L/n took great inspiration from the fictional villain Jim Moriarty. From the young age of 18 she built up her criminal empire until she was untouchable. Until she could do whatever she wanted, get whate...
The team ran down the block to meet you. Of course they were confused to where you were, seeing a bunch of alternative young adults smoking near one alley, strippers by a club and a few men crowding around a woman in a school girl outfit as she paid for a taco.
"I'm flattered, but not interested," you pat one of their cheeks as they sigh and nod in understanding, leaving you alone respectfully. "Oh! Hey, guys," you wave the men goodbye before walking to the gobsmacked team.
"What are you wearing??" Loki growled, taking off his coat and slipping it over you.
"A school girl costume, how else was I meant to get the rest of the data?" You laugh and munch on your appetiser to dinner. "I'm up for Mexican, anyone hungry?"
"I could go for some food," Pietro's stomach rumbles as Peter nods too.
"Out of all the costumes," Loki sighed.
"Shut up, it was easy,"
"You two bicker like a couple," Nat snickers making you scowl.
"We aren't dating!" You smack your empty taco wrapper on her shoulder. "Whatever, let's go to chipotle," you grumble and get into your Jaguar.
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"Nice ass, slut!" A man cackles as the group exited the cars, your's stopping right in front a few hooligans in front of the tower.
"Thanks, nice 2 inch, asshole!" You call back, flipping him off. An object hits your back, a hotdog slipping down with mustard coating Loki's coat.
"Watch your manners-" Loki's hands glow a dangerous green until you held up your hand. As he quirked a brow you turned around and eyed the sleazy man.
"Be careful who you fuck with, Jonathan Klein," his red puffed cheeks paled as you grin and walk off.
"How did you know his name?? Is he part of a gang? Or a criminal??" Pietro zooms to the front of you.
"His shirt had a name tag on it, dumbass," sighing out, you hand the coat back to Loki. "Sorry about that,"
"You should be sorry about not letting me turn him into the pig he is,"
"I'm sure it would have been fun but Earth isn't the easiest plant to explain the unexplainable," you pat his cheek softly which he smile at.
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"Very well done, L/n," Fury looked through the data and sent it off with Hill. "We will get the next part of the mission ready-"
"No need, I know who, when and where we need to go," you hold up your own file, sleek and quite aesthetically pleasing to the eye.
"How are you always ahead of us?" Hill looked genuinely concerned.
"Who knows? It's not that hard,"
"Because I wrote you like that," Anna mumbles quietly only for the readers to hear— or rather, read.
"Who is it??"
"Leonardo Ashford,"
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Amongst the highest prized paintings and average paid servers, groups of rich CEOs, malicious criminals and the rouge hitmen for hire, Leonardo Ashford sat surrounded by women, business men and bodyguards.
This was no easy feat for the team but one they would not back down from. Without your help, not to boost your ego, they wouldn't be able to get in. Not only was this club the hardest to acquire a spot and membership in but you had to be a well known enough leader with power and connections in the world of corruption.
"How do we get to him?" Thor's question made you snort, his veiled face looking confused at you; it was odd to see the god of thunder with different features as well as the other Avengers.
"Rule number one, you don't go to them, they come to you, child's play, really," sitting down in your assigned and booked spot, it seemed your sudden presence caught Leonardo's eyes. "The usual, Mark, water for the others," you smirk at Tony's scowl.
"Of course, ma'am," the waiter bows before walking off to place in the order.
"Usual?" Cap looked slightly concerned.
"It's a must if you want to rule the stupid planet, you need a membership here to be known," the glass was placed in your outstretched hand, curling back to meet your lips.
"Anything else, ma'am?"
"I'll get back to you, darl," you pat his shoulder and slip him a generous tip. E/c eyes meet deep brown ones belonging to the target through the club's giant mirror. Lingering there for a few second you exhale in amusement before turning away. "Locked in, give him a moment,"
"How do you know? You haven't even looked-" Vision was cut off when Leonardo's assistant walks up, tapping your shoulder, your brows raised smugly at the team.
"If he wants my attention, he can come here himself or book a private room," you dismiss the assistant who nods, walking away to inform her boss.
"Why did you do that??" Wanda tries to intervene only for Nat to hold her back.
"Trust her, she knows how this places works, not even Shield is able to get in here," The redhead mumbles.
"This place is a new world, a cult of sorts, all former social rules are burned and-" you felt his presence behind you. "Guess you aren't so stubborn,"
"You looked at me, dear,"
"After you bore your gaze into my skin," you lift your hand, it being taken and kissed softly. "A gentlemen,"
"I was taught well," he waited for your gaze to move to him but it stayed on the mirror, eyeing his suit.
"Well enough to have good taste in suits, Westmancott Ultimate bespoke, do correct me if I'm wrong but I doubt I am,"
"You're not," The moment you looked to Anna she nods and clicked her fingers for Mark to pull a chair for Leonardo. "Forgive me but it seems this is the first time I've ever seen this spot used,"
"Keen eye, curious no doubt," finally his brown eyes were greeted with your e/c ones. "I have my own clubs and this place is filth... but I was bored,"
"Not complete filth, but fun for free entertainment between rivals," now this man spoke your language.
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I'm sorry for not posting yesterday I was really busy! And no I won't be posting an extra chapter because each extra chapter I post is a day I lose to pre write a book so you guys always have something to read!
