❝𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a former hitman sought the help of a psychologist to get rid of his suicidal thoughts.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Modern Setting
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ TW: Suicide
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Mature Contents...
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You would expect nothing less from a party hosted by a Conglomerate that's starting to build its empire in the business world. Although you are not much interested in anything business related, you did your research on some of the guests here, not to the point that you'd know everything about them, but just a glimpse of who they are.
So when you got inside the hotel venue, you immediately recognize some of the guests you've done prior research to.
"Y/n," Eren's voice was low and he leaned towards you, his breath fanning your neck. "Stay close to me and don't leave my side."
"That's a given," you said, turning to him before you felt his knuckle lightly brush your cheek.
"Good,"
Because there's no way he'll be leaving you in a den of wolves wearing a sheep's wool.
The venue of the party is a hotel owned by the Corporation, it's designed after western architecture. It has a staircase decorated with a red carpet and a grandiose chandelier hanging on the ceiling. Behind the staircase is a floor to ceiling glass window that offers a great view of the night sky outside.
The chatters of the people have been drowned by the classical music being played accompanied by a pianist and violinist. It's the classic high society congregation where people of social standing gather to talk about business related stuff or the latest gossip in high society.
