𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓻𝓮 ❪𝐌𝐨𝐛!𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐑.𝐑.❫ ✔

Five

Pairings; Mob!Boss Roman Reigns x Reader, Drew McIntyre x Reader, Kyle O'Reilly x Reader.

Featuring; Y/n, Jey Uso, Unnamed Character

Summary; secrets have a cost.

Warnings; drama, mob-related themes, cop themes, , angst, corrupt cops, errors I missed.

w/c; 2538

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Jey tapped his fingers impatiently on the counter. Looking around the pub, seeing patrons drinking and laughing away. For some reason, the pub was filled up with a few people even though it was ten am.

He didn't know why the guy wanted to meet here of all places.

Jey looked at the clock, getting more irritated at the guy. He was late.

"Jey," The guy greeted, looking around him before he took the yellow manila folder. Putting it in front of Jey and him. Jey looked at the manila folder curiously.

"You'll find everything you need to know about y/n, in this file," The guy told Jey. Sliding the yellow manila folder to Jey.

Jey quickly grabbed the yellow manila folder, flipping it open. Eyes beaming as he looked through it. A badge number.

"She's an FBI agent," Jey gasped out. Heart racing faster.

"Pretty juicy stuff, I wish I was an FBI agent, go on undercover secret missions," The guy spoke, smirking at Jey.

"Not that good of an FBI agent if she used her real name," Jey grunted.

"Still cool though, maybe she got too excited and slipped up, I would probably make the same mistake," The guy spoke.

Jey gave the guy an annoyed look making the guy gulp.

"Do you need anything else? Like her location?" The guy asked nervously.

"Nah, I already know where she is," Jey grumbled. Still looking at the files in the yellow manila folder.

The guy looked at Jey for a second then got up, placing his hand on Jey's shoulder.

"If you need anything else just give me a call or a text," The guy spoke. Squeezing Jey's shoulder. Jey ignored the guy, too busy looking at the contents in the yellow manila folder. The guy let go and walked away. Bumping into Jimmy. He gave Jimmy a small smile, while Jimmy just narrowed his eyes, making the guy walk faster.

"What are you doing?" Jimmy asked his brother, as he sat down on the seat the guy once occupied.

"Getting information on y/n," Jey spoke, not even bothering to look up from the paper he was reading. Jimmy rolled his eyes.

"Still Roman's bitch I see," Jimmy muttered. Signaling the bartender for a drink.

"Roman is going to thank me when I tell him, y/n is an FBI agent," Jey spoke. Eyes still locked onto the pieces of paper in the yellow manila folder.

Jimmy smiled at the bartender, as he placed the glass filled with liquor in front of him.

"And what do you think that's going to accomplish? Don't you think Roman should suffer for his crimes; you don't have to go down with him," Jimmy spoke. Giving his brother a pleading look.

"What are you on about? I'm his cousin, his right-hand man, If y/n and the FBI are taking him down, then I am going down with him, just with a fight," Jey spoke. Not even sparing a glance at his brother.