Hybristophilia | Kylo Ren x Reader.

High Roller.

*AN - Just a short one, showing that Kylo gets up to in his spare time. Involves a death, I apologise in advance.*

Kylo POV  - Before turning up at your house.
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Kylo sat down at his office desk, sipping an aged whiskey and nursing a cigarette. He was resting his head in the palm of his calloused hand, staring down at the several pages of reports. Snoke was having some trouble with some young, high roller, who went by the name of Finn. Finn was trying to have Snoke locked up for selling weapons to a gang on the east side, of course that was the case, but Snoke couldn't have the pigs getting involved, weapons were an expensive business. Kylo let out a deep sigh, almost giving up hope as he glanced through Finns files, until he came across one medical report, scribbled on in red ink:

'27 year old male, patient suffers with Acrophobia'

Kylo chuckled to himself as he flicked away his excess ash into the empty food container beside him. So, this Finn character was scared of heights, how cute. He decided to take care of Snokes problem himself, he needed to blow off some steam. 

You hadn't turned up for your therapy session, leaving Kylo extremely irritated. It was like an itch he couldn't scratch. He needed you there, needed to taste you, fuck you, use you until you screamed for mercy. But alas, he was just left waiting. He called the agency you worked for, as he was a client it wasn't unusual for him to want to speak to you, but a woman answered, telling Kylo that you had the day off. So, you weren't busy at work, and you hadn't shown up for therapy. He rolled his eyes at your disobedience. As he gathered his belongings to leave the office for the night, he searched for your personal records on his laptop, finding your address. He decided he would pay you a visit later.

Kylo drove to Snokes high rise tower and met with Vicrul and Ushar, they were Snokes best men, Kylos for all intents and purposes, brothers. He needed them to come with him on his little mission. The car hummed and purred as Kylo drove at light speed towards his targets house. He lived downtown, it was easy enough to find, and just as Kylo hoped it would be, it was a tall building. Finn lived on the third floor. Ushar stalled the receptionist as Kylo and Vicrul went straight for the elevator, pressing the button for the correct floor. Kylo adjusted his suit jacket whilst Vicrul wrapped his knuckles in dusters and bandages, just in case Finn was uncooperative.

Kylo approached the door, Vicrul stood opposite him and once Finn opened up they pushed their way inside. Ushar soon followed, happy with himself that his prediction of Finn being at home was in fact true.

"What the fuck do you want? Who are you people?" Finn cried out.

Vicrul quickly tied his arms behind his back, and pulled a sack over Finns head. Ushar stood guard by the door and Kylo just smirked, tilting his head and glaring at the not so powerful man before him. They proceeded to drag Finn through the empty corridors of the apartment block, dragging him up several flights of stairs until they reached the roof. 

The evening was getting dark, the wind was cool as it breezed through Kylos silky black hair. It was almost serene being on top of this tall building, ruined by the blubbering of their new captive. Kylo approached the man, slowly pulling off the bag covering his head, his eyes were wide and frightened like a defenceless animal, it made Kylo chuckle under his breath.

"Finn is it? Yes, Finn, I need you to do something for me." Kylo taunted darkly. He snapped his fingers and Vicrul dragged Finn by his arms to the edge of the building. 

"No, No! Please, Please!" Finn screamed, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Shut the fuck up." Vicrul spat as he ripped open the curtain and pushed Finns face harshly against the ledge. Kylo walked behind them slowly, taking a seat on the ledge beside the snivelling man.

"Now Finn, I've got somewhere I need to be so lets keep this short and sweet, you are going to stop threatening Snoke, or are we going to have to teach you a lesson." Kylo growled, Finns eyes widening as he looked down at the steep drop.

"I don't k-know what you're t-talking about." Finn pleaded, wriggling around in Vicruls grip.

Kylo bent down to Finns ear and let out a deep tut, shaking his head. "Wrong answer, Vicrul." 

Before Finn could scream  Vicrul shoved a rag into his mouth and pushed Finn further over the edge of the building, holding him not to tightly by the ropes around his arms, barely caring. Ushar stood by the entrance door and cracked his neck nonchalantly, not paying much attention to the scene unfolding in front of him. 

"Tell us who you're working for now, or I let go." Vicrul hissed, dangling Finn out of the window, only holding him up by the ropes around his arms. 

"Mprfh, agrg! fu-ck, he-lp!" Finn howled from behind the rag, his eyes brimming with tears.

"I really hoped you would have cooperated with us Finn, such a waste." Kylo said, shaking his head.

Vicrul ripped the gag from Finns mouse, and glared into his eyes, the barrel of his gun replacing the tattered fabric.

"Who, do, you, work for." Vicrul hissed, his words dripped with malice and annoyance. 

"Okay, fuck- okay, please! His name is Hux, he's a detective! That's all I know okay!" Finn cried out, his head swimming with vertigo.

 "Good." Kylo said, nodding. "Do what you want with him Vic, I have a peach to visit."

Kylo walked back through the hotel, not at all bothered about what Vicrul and Ushar would do to that traitor Finn, Kylo knew better than to get his hands dirty. Normally he would have stayed around to watch the fun but he needed to find you.

He wondered why you didn't turn up for therapy. Were you too proud, too afraid, or had you simply just tried to avoid him, he laughed at the thought of it. He knew you couldn't stay away from him, and neither he you. You belonged to him, you were entwined with his dark, conniving soul, he couldn't let you go and he couldn't lose you. You made him feel alive, it wasn't love or a crush, it was deeper, a connection, a need, it was as if you fed the wild beast inside of him. 

Kylo sat down in his car and tapped your address into his GPS tracker. It was late, almost eleven when he reached your place. It was a small apartment, plain and simple, not right for a little princess like you he thought. He saw the lights were on downstairs and he grinned to himself knowing you were inside. 

"Ready or not, here I come."