Rich In Love; KilluaxReader

Chapter One

I live in a very private estate. My father owns a company which I guess is pretty sought out for. My parents keep almost everything confidential, I pretty much know nothing regarding the family business. Only that my father took control of it since my grandfather passed. He was a very solitary man, never in anyone's business and no one was in his. If there was someone trying to reach out to him for unnecessary reasons they always somehow disappear from the picture and pass on their family heirloom to the next successor.

When walking through my front door after a long day I overheard my parents talking, they were just in plain sight almost asking for someone to eavesdrop. My hearing endures ten times more because this is the most interesting thing to be doing on a Tuesday at four in the afternoon. They are talking back and forth in a highly stressed way, almost like it's urgent. Nothing usually goes wrong around here, it's always just the same old business talks that I hear walking through the door from school. My parents refuse to let me go to a public school, they always tell me the teaching isn't that great but I really don't think that's the real reason.

As they're talking they're getting profusely more and more worried, like they don't know what to do about a possible growing situation. I quietly listen to them talk between each other until I hear my name come from my mothers mouth.
"How are we going to protect Y/N?!"
"Listen if we go on with this carefully nothing bad should happen."
"We need to design a plan that will 100% keep Y/N safe."
"And we will, we just need a bit of time to see what they're next move might be, we're not certain who they might go for first."
"Y/N needs to be protected most, they're the youngest in the family and the only child we've had. If they're going to be the next successor she needs to be on lockdown."

I hear footsteps coming closer towards the entree way. Immediately I run upstairs to my room even though the office is too deep for my parents to notice me for another twenty seconds or so. Trying to be quiet enough so that not even a mouse can hear me I trip opening my door. I look behind me to see if anyone has suspected me. Not a pair of eyes on me, at least that's what I thought. Opening my door I turn my head towards my bed, what I usually see is a fluffy blanket, maybe a couple of throw pillows on the bed but no. A tall pale guy with long black hair. He's wearing some sort of green shirt with pin-like buttons on it. All I know is that I don't think that he's supposed to be here, not at a time like this.

A million things are rushing to my brain while this person is blatantly staring at me. 'Do I yell for help?' 'Do I run?' Before I can make out another thought I turn to look back at him and he's gone, the next thing I see is black.