Assassin X Mafia (A Kim Namjoon mafia ff)

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I looked at him. I sighed. It wasn't the worst thing in the world. I had definitely done worse. And if the job called for it, I would still do it. Marriage was a tricky thing to work around. But that was a bridge to cross on another day. I kissed Namjoon and whispered in his year.

"Let's just play along." I mumbled. Namjoon looked uncomfortable. He didn't want another girl over him, nor did he want me over another man. But in order to get answers, we had to do as they said.

The bell rang again, signaling to the girls to switch partners. Namjoon gripped my hand for a second before letting go. I walked over to Raleigh.

I stood in front of him as he checked me out. He put his hand on my pussy on top of the underwear, and ordered me to sit on my knees and service him. I made a silent prayer, apologizing to Namjoon, and held his d*ck with my hand as I licked the top, moving my hand up and down. Raleigh slapped my ass, getting off. He played with my nipples as the men talked.

Namjoon cleared his throat, not able to look at his wife with another man. "What's the latest on Thyme Oberwall?"

"Thyme? He's back?" Kiev asked.

Namjoon didn't look convinced. He knew for a fact Kiev and Raleigh were heavily involved with the Oberwalls. They owned and shipped out crack cocaine. He also knew they were the only ones outside the business who knew what Thyme looked like.

"That's the news." Namjoon answered.

Raleigh pushed my head down to deep throat him. He slapped my ass again. I groaned. This angered Raleigh. He lifted my head and slapped my face. He gave me a stern warning and spat in my face. Pulling off the slit coverup he pulled down my underwear and shoved three of his fingers up my pu*sy. I held in a moan. He slapped my face again with his other hand and pulled on my nipple.

"Moan for me bitch." Raleigh spat. "Don't make me get rougher."

Namjoon sat up in his seat. The girl he had wasn't doing much. He was fully focused on Raleigh. This was too much and he knew it. Namjoon could see the pain and anger I had on my face. If I could I would shoot him right there but I had to contain myself. I gave Namjoon a glance and let out a moan.

"Good. Now finish me off." He pushed my face back down, guiding my mouth to his d*ck. As he thrusted further and faster in me, I kept the same pace in sucking him.

"So... Thyme." Namjoon brought back to the table. "Anyone know where he is or what he's up to?"

Raleigh and Kiev shook their heads.

"Last I heard he was in Aku territory." Monroe spoke up. "Got a meth lab set up."

I choked. Aku territory? Thyme deserved to die and what better than on her home land. By her hands. Thyme was the reason many lives were lost and two of those lives were my father's and my sister's. Jungkook lost his mother. The Aku family had been hunting him down for several years, always two steps behind him. But if Monroe is right and he is right here, living under their noses, this was the one and only chance we had to get our revenge.

I finished Raleigh off. He still had a lot to go if he hoped to finish me off. I wasn't getting off on him. The only one that knew just where to hit it was Namjoon. I fixed my dress and stood up. Namjoon fixed himself and stood up. He pulled out two guns, tossing one up to me. I caught it and taking the safety off, I placed the barrel up against Raleigh's forehead. Namjoon pointed at Kiev.

"Tell me who and where Thyme is!" I exclaimed. My voice a lot deeper than usual. I was beyond angry.

Raleigh was frozen. He was staring at the gun in my hand.

Monroe jumped behind the sofa, too scared to move. While he was a big tycoon, he didn't have the guts to do the dirty work himself. Blood made him squeamish.

"Raleigh." I said through clenched teeth. "You have three seconds to live. Tell me where he is."

"I-I really don't know." Raleigh tried.

I put my foot on his d*ck and applied pressure. "Try again." I pulled on his tie, choking him.

"Akira..." Namjoon called, trying to control me. "We need him alive for the information."

I released the tie from my hand. "1...2..-" Before I said three, Raleigh stuttered speaking.

"He's up on the hill in a cabin at the edge of the Aku territory." Raleigh spilled.

Namjoon looked at Kiev for confirmation. When he gave the nod agreeing with what Raleigh said, I put my finger on the trigger and pulled.

BANG!

One shot between the eyes. Blood splattered on my face and dress. I pushed his lifeless body with my foot and spun around on my heel.

As I walked towards Monroe, another gunshot was heard.

BANG!

Namjoon fired straight at Kiev, getting him right in the head.

Monroe scrambled towards the door. I stepped on his loose pant leg, stopping him from moving. Namjoon caught up and lifted him up off the floor.

"You're coming with us."

We dragged Monroe out to the garage and tossed him on the ground. Taking him to our home or even to where the Bravia meet was dangerous. Keeping it in the public garage was the safest place. 

"Y-You killed those two. Who are you?" Monroe looked at us. 

"Akira of the Aku family." I grinned. Anyone associated with the Aku family was feared. 

Monroe's eyes widened. "Oh shit." He mumbled. If the Bravia and Namjoon's mafia was the most feared mafia organization, then within the country, the most feared family was the Aku family. The two groups were a special breed of killers. 

"How do I get in contact with Thyme?" I asked. 

"You don't. He gets in contact with you." Monroe spoke. 

I spun on my heel, frustrated. "Okay how do I get him to contact me?"

"I don't know. That's your problem." The second it left his mouth, Monroe regretting uttering those words. 

I waved the gun in front of his face. I was so close to pulling the trigger. A hand laid on my shoulder, pulling me back. 

"Patience. He's just a rat. We need the cat." Namjoon reminded me. 

After Monroe gave the information he knew, Namjoon shot him. The sound echoed throughout the garage. 

"Joonie, we shot Kiev and Raleigh. What are we going to do about the Tellurides?" I asked as we walked to our car. 

"I don't know yet. Let's deal with the Thyme situation first." 

We got in the car and drove home.