MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
"Control?" She mused darkly, "Oh darling..."
She lifts her right hand and caresses the skin of your neck, her dark eyes traverse down the collar of your blouse. You watch her closely, your stomach twists with excitement as yo...
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Pairing: Mafia gang leader! Irene x Fem reader ____________________ Warnings: Arranged marriage AU, gang AU, brief mentions of drugging, trafficking of weapons, violence, use of metal cuffs and blindfolding, spitting kink, biting, marking, Irene calls you darling, edging, orgasm denial/control, multiple orgasms, spanking, overestimation, breeding kink (yet it's back!), unprotected sex (please be careful, use protection IRL). ____________________ Synopsis: When you, the youngest daughter of the Kang clan is placed in a much more domestic side of the family thinking you'll be safe from the darker side of the business, but that becomes and void when the only daughter of the infamous Cosa Nostra locks you for marriage to repay a huge debt. ____________________
Word count: 10, 105
Yeah, this one made me crack into a fit of a brain meltdown so please comment on this one.
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Kang Jihoon paced back and forth nervously in his living room in Rome, Italy.
His buttoned-up shirt was now disheveled from his drinking since the last night when his messenger sent him a parchment with a Hyacinth stuck into it. He didn't sleep a wink, nor did he even closed his eyes just for a few moments last night, and now, his bodyguards watch him aimlessly walk around his study under the vehement order of not letting anyone inside his quarters.
Beads of sweat formed on his temple and behind his neck, his insides twisting and making him uncomfortable his hands balled to fists and relaxed with each step he takes, not an ideal look on the godfather's position but he's afraid he can't keep his composed mask for long. There was a knock outside his door, his guards stiffened and palmed the handle of their guns, Jihoon nodded and allowed them to do their thing as the guard on the right cocked his gun and touched the doorknob while the other one hid on the corner and pointed his gun towards the door.
"Didn't I order that no one will go to my study?" The godfather questions with a loud voice, "No one's exempted from that order, no one!"
"Tell your guards to stand down, " A softer, feminine voice resonated from outside his door, "I have snipers aiming at all your heads, so best if you open this door now."
Jihoon quickly grasp his gun and placed it on top of his desk and gestured a hand for his men to drop their weapons and to open the door. Both men stand down and obeyed their boss, the door immediately swung open to convey a young beautiful woman with jet-black long hair, cold glaring obsidian orbs, and slightly red lips. The young lady wore a leather black blazer exposing her pale the mid area of her chest, black leather trousers, and high-heeled shoes.
On her gloved hand was a single gun with an attached suppressor. She smirked and examines the weapon before glancing at the man, "Well done Jihoon, " She praised, "Now we can discuss this matter in peace."
