What happens when an assassin from the most feared family marries into the most feared mafia organization?
Important TW: violence, smut, strong language, and other mature themes
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It was the day of the Founder's Ball.
I got dressed in a red see through maxi lace dress with a high slit coverup to match Namjoon's red suit. Because it was a male dominant attendance with call girls, Namjoon wanted me in something similar to what the girls would wear. He strapped his and my gun on him since my dress was way too see through to put a gun discretely.
We both walked inside the venue, slightly at different times. It was a small place but it fit the 10 men and 14 call girls. Namjoon kissed my cheek before walking towards the men. I went over to where the open bar was and asked for a water and a soju.
"Oh hello Mr. Kim. Glad you could join us today." A man spoke.
"Glad to be here." Namjoon replied.
They walked around the room, talking to the other men, while being eyed by some of the girls. A girl walked over to them and began flirting with the man while also trying to flirt with Namjoon. He was out of practice, so watching him try to flirt back was pure comedy. The girl ran her hand down his chest and got really close to him. Her hand hovered above his d*ck for a second before pressing on the pants. Namjoon's eyes widened. He removed her hand off of him and walked away.
I walked over to him and tried to hold in a laugh. I wasn't allowed to talk to him, since the call girls weren't. While I wasn't one, I needed to act like one. I looked back at the girl and did exactly what she did. The girl gave me a look but then her face changed when Namjoon didn't stop me. I got my fun for a second with him, sticking it to that girl. A 'back off my man'.
The men all gathered around the sofas in the middle of the room, some with girls on their laps. Namjoon sat down in one of the empty chairs and raised his hand, motioning for me to join him. I walked over and sat down on his lap. Not many people knew he was married, let alone to me. No one at this event knew and we wanted to keep it that way.
"Ladies," one of the men spoke. "What you hear today, must stay within these walls. We pay you to entertain us. Not to listen to what we talk about."
The girls including myself all nodded, understanding.
There were four major players in the room. Namjoon, Raleigh, Kiev, and Monroe. The other six weren't too high on the food chain.
"Namjoon, Monroe, tell me. What plans do you have to take out the Tellurides." Kiev began.
Raleigh cleared his throat. "Well, I know someone who knows Tyler Telluride very well. We're hoping to put them undercover and take out the organization from the inside out."
Namjoon countered. "What if we play to Mason Telluride's demands and drain him out."
The bell rang, signaling the call girls were ready for the men.
Kiev pulled out his d*ck and let one of the girls suck it as he spoke. "That sounds good, but that also takes time."
"What if we did both?" Raleigh suggested. A girl rubbed Raleigh's d*ck between her breasts.
Namjoon dropped the top lace of my dress, exposing my breasts and slapped them, making me hard. He had to keep up the appearance. "Take them out from the inside and from the outside? It sounds good. We would have to be very patient for it to unravel."
"Yeah any idea on who we can send in?" Kiev asked. He held the girl's head pushing her further down.
Namjoon shook his head. He could have sent me in but that would tell them who I was and he wanted to keep it a secret as much as possible. He squeezed my nipples as he slapped my breasts.
"Yeah I have a couple of candidates." Raleigh supplied.
"Namjoon, you're not using your girl to the full she was paid for." Kiev observed.
"I'm just warming up." Namjoon replied. He looked at me, giving me a look.
"Well hurry because we switch girls in a couple minutes."
