𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ;; 𝙃𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙠𝙖, 𝙄𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙢𝙞, 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤

𝟏𝟏 - 𝐏𝐀𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓

You clutched on the purse you brought from the night before.You asked Illumi the simplest yet most rational question: "How'd you get in here?"

"I'm a Zoldyck. Does that answer your question?"

You stood dumbfounded. Illumi's a trained assassin with years of experience. He probably has broke into hundreds or even thousands of flats before. Breaking into an apartement is in no compare of all the tasks he has to face daily.

Illumi eyed you up and down followed by his brows furrowing. "Did you actually went outside wearing that?" he muttered, irritated with your fashion choice. His index finger pointed at your figure. He was referring to Chrollo's white cotton-shirt you were wearing.

Your fingers tugged on the shirt, pinching an area of fabric. "Shut the fuck up," you rolled your eyes folding your arms. "Now tell me the reason why you're here."

"Remember when I helped you with Hisoka's whereabouts?" he spoke. "Yeah, that wasn't charity work and I want you to pay."

"You came all the way here from that stinky-ass mountain, broke into my apartement, just to debt-collect me?" lifting your left brow. You fumbled around your purse to find your phone. "How much?"

"I didn't say I want my payment in cash," he countered. You paused in confusion to his remark. He said it plainly with no emotions whatsoever, making it hard for you to analyze him and come up with any ambiguity. What does this man have in mind?

"(Y/N) my family is hosting a party on the weekends. It's a horribly-long boring gathering filled with assassins and family friends. My father told me to bring a plus one. Fill in the gaps."

Your eyes widened to it's maximum stance, engulfed in disbelief to whatever your ear just heard. The expressionless, cold, sadistic, Illumi Zoldyck wants you to come with him to a party? and not just any party, but his family's party?

"You want me to be your plus one?"

"Atta girl."

"And I'm not expecting other answers besides 'yes' because this will be your payment," he bluntly stated. Honestly, you couldn't see any flaw or downfall to this plan even if you overlook it. You don't mind parties or social gatherings, and your distant relationship with Illumi isn't followed by any shallow aggravations in the past. It's a seemingly chill plan.

"Okay, text me when and where?"

Illumi slid you an invitation that was stuck in between his index and middle finger. He somehow had it in his hand the whole time. "No need."

"Wear something nice, would ya? Your dumb ass would probably need some help with that—seeing your choice of outfit right now," he eyed Chrollo's white tee mockingly. Only patience was holding you back from throwing a punch to his face. Morals and common sense cease to exist in your mind right now.

You directed your attention fully to open the enclosed invitation. The material of the invitation card was not your ordinary hard paper, it was something exclusive something you've never seen.

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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐠
𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐊𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨
𝟐𝟕𝐭𝐡 • 𝟏𝟖:𝟎𝟎 • 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞

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"Party attire, huh? You're gonna wear a tux?" You looked up but see the absence of Illumi. He has managed to escape silently without drawing any sound or sudden movements, proving how skillfull he is as an assassin.