𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞
Author's point of view
"Just let me fucking in! Koko knows me!", She screamed and slammed her palm on the desk.
"Mister Kokonoi didn't tell us having you here as a guest.", the concierge slowly explained in a calm tone.
"I need to see him; it's urgent. Please, I'm begging you.", She pleaded on the counter. She couldn't say to the lady at the counter that she's the woman that Koko has been fucking around for the meantime. And with that fucking, made her pregnant with his child.
She wanted him to know that she was carrying her child; the only way to make their relationship clear her. Koko was a walking red flag, sending mixed signals to her. He was sometimes a sweet young man with words full of concern and love, but sometimes he was an arrogant human being with no respect for his vocabulary. Her life turned miserable yet fun when Koko entered her life, he was like a savior who's saving her from drowning in the ocean full of mysteries and problems.
It was already two weeks after the incident between y/n and Koko in his mansion. It was like a quick glimpse, finding out she was pregnant after being physically abused by Koko, struggling with her traumas inside the hospital, and unexpectedly meeting the Haitani brothers. Moreover, Rindou asked her to be with him despite being co-executive with Koko, and it was a question to y/n, why would a man she fantasizes about before ask her out knowing that Koko fucked her and impregnated her.
"I'll call Mister Kokonoi that someone is looking for hi-
"No! Just please let me talk to him right now.", She continued pleading. However, the lady in front of her wasn't aware of who she was. Her curiosity hit her up badly because it's been months, and no woman was ever visiting Koko. The young lady was ready to ring up her boss, but a question struck her mind, why was she hurrying to meet with Koko?
"Mister Kokonoi doesn't like to be bothered by someone; he'll get angry, ma'am.", The lady uttered, releasing a fake smile, but y/n can sense the fear from her voice and expression.
She was about to speak when she heard a loud whistle from behind and when she turned around, "Well, hello there, feisty lady."
It was Sanzu, holding a cigarette in his right hand, while his left hand was hidden inside the pocket of his black pants. His black Westminster Heritage Trench Coat was peacefully placed on his shoulder, showing off his Dolce & Gabbana Gray Drawstring Patchwork Pants and White Dior Oblique Shirt with black Versace V leather boots. Y/n looked at him with disgust; however, his presence intimidates her since Sanzu is wearing her monthly or maybe yearly income in one look.
"Who you were looking for, yah?", He asked, then puffed on his cigarette and blew a cloud of smoke right on her face. It made her cough and moved away from the smoke on her face since she couldn't handle the stink of a cigarette; it was a hard stench of garbage or burning rubber.
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Epicureanism and Cards ◦ k. hajime
Fanfiction卍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀「R18 - English」 (KokoxReader) A twenty-four-year-old woman named l/n y/n fell into the trap of one of Japan's worst organization executives namely, Kokonoi...