Cherry Lips - Mafia Boss JJK X Assassin Reader (One Shot)

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"You go in there, as a prostitute, when he leaves the room you mix the poison into his drink and after he drinks it, you stay to make sure he has no pulse" the words of the very rich client echos in your head as you walk down the vibrant streets of Rome.

It was dark since it was already night time, you could hear blasting party music from the nightclubs. There were a couple on the same street so the music volume was intense.

Your destination was a special building where all important bosses and leaders of dangerous groups would meet up to party and negotiate.

It was an expensive nightclub with a fancy hotel on the higher floors. This was your target's place of stay for his Europe vacation.

You walked to the huge red carpet like entrance, you pulled out your fake ID specially made for you to stay in character of a mafia prostitute.

You had a nice red cocktail dress with matching red heels, by your side you had a small golden shoulder bag you kept your things in like a wallet, poison in disguise as lip gloss and etc.

You were checked to see if you had any weapons on you since this hotel had a no weapon policy, they took your pocket knife away from you and let you go in.

As the two big gorilla security guards let you pass, you walk inside and onto the right you saw your target at a table drinking with other men.

He's wearing a fancy zebra stripped print with crimson pants. He's probably talking business with them so you needed to discreetly fulfill your task without making it obvious.

You sneakily walk towards him once he goes over to the bar, you had to act like a drunk prostitute that's desperate for some money.

"Heyy baby~ wanna have some fun? €200 and you can do whatever you want with me!" Your legs wobbly and your hands touching up his chest. You batted your eyes and worked your charm.

He smirked and raised a brow,
"whatever I want hm?"

He looked back at the table full of men in suits and then back at you, he looks down to his watch.

"Alright give me a minute, wait here by the bar, we'll go to my room soon" he winks and leaves to finish the meeting.

Your plan was going smoothly, you were planning out every step of the assassination in your head.

Your target as promised ended the meeting quickly, he walks up to you and guided you to the elevator which soon lead you to his hotel room.

606 was the number, a luxurious suite at the second last floor of the building.

He opens the door for you and you walk in, you had to maintain your character and risk your knees getting scraped but you didn't care much about it at this moment,

you wanted him dead and that's all. You falsely trip and tumble down onto the cold marble like floor, forcing out a drunk giggle and a "whoopsie... I think I had too much apple Martini's" your acting as a dumb drunk prostitute seemed to work, he helps you up and settles you down on the massive white couch in the middle of the suite.

Walls having black marble tiles with white and gold veins, there was many gold additional decorations all around the suite.

"Can we get something to drink before the fun part mister?" You ask in a whiny tone before forcing out a hiccup.

"I think you should hold back on alcohol, miss..?" He spoke.

"Miss Cassano" you answered him with a big dumb smile and lifted your hand out for him to kiss it. But he turned round and you heard glass clinging, you let your hand down with an eye roll, he has no class whatsoever huh?

He soon turns round with two glasses in which one had transparent liquid and another had a golden brown shade.

He gives you the transparent one and you take a sip,
"this is water" you pout in disappointment.

"As I said, you aint drinking more, you're already drunk" he says not even looking at you, he sips his alcoholic beverage and sets the glass on the glass table that's in front of you.

"I'll go get myself ready, Be back soon, don't go anywhere" he commands and leaves to his bedroom as you assume.

Now was the time, you sat up on the couch and took out the lipgloss container, you spill in the poison inside his drink and quickly tidy up the evidence.

You sat back the way you were as you heard him opening the door, his black and white zebra like shirt unbuttoned down half way showing off his sculptured pecks. His pants dark red, a crimson shade.

He looked finger licking good you couldn't lie, his hair black, semi wavy and long enough to be tied into a ponytail if needed, an eyebrow piercing on his right side of the face complementing his very dark brown doe eyes, he wore bead bracelets on his left wrist, his right arm tattooed down to his knuckles which were decorated with rings, he unbuttons more of his shirt slowly.

His hands veiny and manly yet delicate. You sat back into the couch, his attractiveness nearly breaking your character, your memories came rushing back but you quickly snapped out of it though,

"I poured you some more Mister, drink up" you say innocently and lift his glass to hand it to him, he must drink from it now or else it won't work.

All he did was look you in the eyes and scoff with a small smirk in the corner of his cherry lips, he looked amused for some reason.

You frowned your brows in confusion. Then suddenly your head started spinning really badly and your vision became slow and blurry as if you were really intoxicated, you took a deep breath and stood up only to be greeted by the white fluffy rug.

He took a step back with his arms crossed, he just looked down at you as you struggled with your senses.

You started panicking as everything became dull, out of a sudden you hear a low chuckle from the man that was still on his feet.

"You really thought it would be that easy huh sweetheart, sleep well for now" he said before kneeling beside you and knocking you out with a punch from his right first.

You blacked out.