Willy Wonka x Female Reader
"I wonder what Willy Wonka looks like?" Charlie asked, "I guess we'll have to wait and see." I said smiling at Charlie.
I look to my right and see a tall, pale, young man, with brown hair, was standing there. He was weari...
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(Reid Grant's pov)
Blood sprayed across my fists, I relished in the way my rings cut into his flesh, I tipped his chair back, his broken face was caked with blood, "Had enough yet?" I said slowly. His bruised eyes closed and I watched in humor as a tear slipped down his face, it mixed with the blood and a pink streak lined his face.
Men don't cry, "Reid, I-I'm sorry..." He choked, I pulled a blade from my pocket and angled it into his throat. My friend Finn who was helping me pushed his chair back further, I dug the knife into his neck as it cut through and he began choking on the blood that spilled down his throat.
I shook my head, "this is what happens when you steal 150 kilos of cocaine from us." I dug the blade further into his pink flesh, "where is it?" I said coldly "I, uh." he winced and choked, "I-I don't know." He coughed and a spray of blood erupted from his throat.
"What do you mean you don't know?" He opened his mouth to reply when the door flew open, Luther walked in, he had been like a dad to me. For a long time, "Reid I need to speak with you." I nodded my head to talk to him and I mentioned for Finn to continue the interrogation as I met Luther in the hall.
"You're aware of that girl that ran away from me correct?" "Yes." I nodded. I had never seen her but I've heard of her. He pulls up a picture and on it was a girl. Oh? "I need you to find her for me, I hear she's still in this town, find her and bring her back to me alive." I cocked my head to the side, "do you want me to put her with the other whores?" "No," he said quickly, too quickly.
I frowned at him but make sure not to question his authority. Luther may be like a dad to me, but I knew better than to mess with him in times of stress, I turned on my heels and made my way down the halls. Looks like Luther still hasn't forgotten about you Y/N, this is going to be fun. I smirked.
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The next day I had decided to leave the factory and go to the bookstore as I was walking around the factory I didn't see Wonka anywhere, I walk inside the Buckets house "Hey everyone." everybody looks at me "Hey Y/N." "Where's Wonka?" I asked.
"Oh, he said he was going out to see a friend." my mother said while doing the dishes. "A friend?" I didn't know he had friends. "Oh nice, speaking of friends, I'm going to go out, I won't be back for a while," I said heading to the door, "Alright dear, be safe." my mother said. "I will." I waved at them while walking out.
I walked out of the factory and headed toward the bookstore as I got there I looked into the window and I see Simon there talking to someone. Hm, I wonder who he's talking to. They seemed to know each other so I waited until the person walked away.
