- A classic enemies to lovers- | Armin x oc reader |
✨Recent rising mafia boss Cordelia Laurent had business running smoothly... until a certain blonde haired rival got in the way of not only her motives for success but her life as well, that certa...
(a/n) ~ Yayyyy it's the first chapter!! Enjoy the story my loves mwah <3
TW- Guns, Violence and Foul Language
The Laurent mansion
Friday, 1:00 am
San Francisco, California
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Cordelia's POV
1:01....I just need to finish this last-... that's when I hear a knock at my office door. I wasn't expecting anyone. " Come in" is all I said, I was to tired to give a care.
" Bertholdt?!" I thought I was the only one awake. But this wasn't any normal late night interaction, He stood at the door frame with a Gun pointed directly at me. He stayed silent like an idiot for a good 3 seconds, So I decided to break the ice.
" What do you want Bertholdt...can't you see that I'm busy".
He keeps his stance and finally talks.
" Put your hands up"
No way in hell I'm doing what he wants. And so the idiot spoke again
" Put. your. god damn hands up. now...."
At this point his hands were shaking like a coward and I only had one thought in my mind, this is going to be a waste of my fucking time. I gave off a little psychotic chuckle.
