Little Mix / Y/N Imagines and Preference (Gender-neutral)

Don't Fuck With The Mafia Boss's Wife (Perrie)

Summary: Y/N is the most powerful, feared and intelligent Mafia Boss in the country with his large army, ready to defend and obey his every command. When his beloved wife Perrie gets kidnapped, it's up to him and his team to rescue her.

Y/N's POV: 2 days ago, whilst I was out for a very important business meeting with a couple of close allies, my darling wife got kidnapped and held for ransom by our biggest rival, the Atkinsons. Their boss is Jamie Atkinson, a deranged, murderous and creepy man set on completely ruining my life, one step at a time. Our families have a deep blood-feud that originated from a trade deal going wrong between my great-great grandfather and Antonio Atkinson, Jamie's grandfather.

"Boss, we have found the location of your wife." Jackson, my right-hand man, hurries into my office.
"You have? Wonderful, so let's go give this bastard a visit, huh?" I stand up from my desk, smiling at him.

Right before we leave, me and Perrie's two young sons; Leo and Mason appear walking down the stairs.
"Dada, where are you going?" Mason inquires, I look up at the tired 6 year old boy.
"Just going to get Mumma back, buddy." I inform him. "Now, is there anything that either of you want?"
"Ice cream! Cookies and cream ice cream!" They both exclaim, I nod while smiling at them before pointing at a random security guard.

"You, get ice cream for my two princes and if they request anything else, you get it for them no matter what it is but get them to bed before we return home!" I instruct, quite aggressively at the security guard
"Yes, of course, boss." They respond and lead the boys out of my view. I turn to the rest of my men. "Alright, men, let's show this little bitch a reason why you don't fuck with my goddamn wife."

After a short drive, we arrive at the Atkinson family estate, with heavy security and surveillance cameras everywhere... I draw my prized firearm from my back pocket, planning to kill every single son of a bitch that I see in there. I light up a cigarette and taking a few puffs before putting it out.

"Alright, Mr. Jamie Atkinson, you wanna play dirty with me?" I smirk before leading my men up to the gate. "Let's get down and dirty..."

A security guard spots us walking up to the gate and draws his weapon.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?! This is private property!" The guard demands, aiming his gun at me specifically.
"I don't wanna kill you, boy but if you don't let us in, I won't hesitate to pull the trigger, my tongue is just itching to give that order." I tell him, watching his audibly gulp. "So what is it gonna be, kid? You can either let us in the premises or I'll murder everyone that you love..."

He hesitantly opens the gate, I push my gun up to his chest and laugh.
"I like your bravery, son. If you don't annoy me or you let this run smoothly, I may incorporate you into my team.." I inform him, smiling unsettlingly and dusting his shoulders. "For now, I'd get your damn ass out of here if you wanna live."

We watch the guy sprint off out of sight before we approach the front door of the house. I take a deep breath and kick the door down with brute strength, firing bullets at every person that I immediately see with blood spraying the walls.
"Alright, all of you search the entire house, you find anybody, you fucking murder them. Find my goddamn wife!" I demand and they all search the mansion as I head up the stairs before suddenly being jumped, my gun booted out of reach.

"Look what we have here? It's Y/N Y/L/N, Jamie!" I recognise the voice of Sonny Atkinson, Jamie's younger brother and heir to their family's throne. I then meet the eyes of Jamie Atkinson, a deranged look in his eyes and a large scar across his face, just adding to his creepiness.

"I knew it, you would turn up eventually, you fool." He gets all up in my face, brandishing my gun in his hand. "You're here for your whore of a wife."
"Go ahead, Jamie, shoot me." I tell him, full of courage as I sense Jackson creeping up the staircase.
"I would shoot you but there's no use in doing that, that is what you obviously don't understand, it would ruin this beautiful blood feud that our two families have been fighting for all of these years." He chuckles, unnervingly as he inspects my gun. "Who would I fight with then? Your pathetic two little children? That would be easy to murder, it would be like shooting a dog in the backyard."

"You keep my two children names' out of your goddamn mouth, you bastard!" I threaten but he just smirks at me.

Then suddenly, we hear a gunshot and Sonny releases my grasp, we both look at Jackson who tosses the shotgun to me and I fire a bullet at Jamie who dodges it and throws the shotgun behind him after disarming me.

Perrie's POV: I finally escape these restraints and creep outside to witness the scene and then notice the shotgun onto the floor, I sneak and grab the gun, loading it. I catch the gaze of my husband who smirks and points Jamie to look at me. Jamie turns around and Y/N smartly disarms the man and hold the weapon against Jamie's head.
"Do not move a damn muscle, you bastard or I'll blow your head off." I demand. "What should we do with the prick, baby?"
"Fuck it, let's tie him up and take him back down to our house." Y/N responds, smiling at me.

Back at the house, we arrive home with our newest victim.
"Boys, get this bastard down to the cellar and chain him firmly to the wall. Do what you want with him but do NOT kill him." I demand and they all nod and take Jamie away.

Then, I turn to my wife and give her a cheek kiss.
"As for you, my darling, it's your say what we do with the bastard. Anything and I'll get it done..." I spin her around before pulling her into an embrace.
"I have plans but right now, I just wanna spend some time with my sexy husband." She tells me, grabbing the helm of my belted trousers.
"Your wish is my command, my dear." I respond as she leads me to the bedroom.

This is why you don't fuck with my beloved wife or our darling children..