Kissed By Death (Bonten x Reader) Fanfic

Chapter 5

Unknown POV:
"I can't believe that Y/n had to go and get help." 

"Those Bonten men will be a nuisance." An unknown man says out loud. He's sitting in an empty parking lot in his car. From a distance, a busy club is seen with a big line outside.

An unknown woman's voice enters:
"Don't worry baby we will bring that bitch down. She's nothing without the name." This other unknown person is sitting in the car's passenger seat all dressed up. She cups the man's face to plant a kiss on his lips.
"She will pay." The man says after the kiss. They are both staring at the club. The same club that Y/n owns. That she and Bonten are currently partying inside.
"My time to shine love." The woman gets out of the car and walks toward the club.

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Bartender shots for my new friends, please! I'm excited to party with everyone and let loose before the serious shit. All of these pretty men do make me feel nervous. 
"Y/n please make sure the tab isn't outrageous this time," Jr says a little too loudly to me.
"Don't worry so much bro and stop being so uptight," I say to him while downing my shot. I give a sour face to him before giving a glance at the Bonten group. All of them seem pretty relaxed given the circumstances I put them under. I head toward Mikey's direction with 2 more shots in hand ready to muster anything to say. He always seems so stoic like nothing can phase him.

"Having fun boss?" I give him a smirk. My hand is a bit shaky from my nervousness. No one before has made me this intimidated.

"Not thirsty." He tells me in a plain tone. 

"Hunny these are for me. I down the first shot. This one is for courage. This one for this." I grab his arm and pull him out of his seat. Of course, cotton candy is not too far away and stops me before we can leave the VIP section. I'm about to speak up when Mikey cuts in. 

"It's okay Sanzu." Sanzu gives him a nod and turns to me to give a dirty look.

"Don't worry your king is safe." I stare down Sanzu. He's so easy to piss off it gets me off. I pull Mikey to follow me up the stairs that lead to the floor above the club. And then another floor. Until we reach a floor with only one door. The rooftop. My favorite place to destress. Sometimes the noise gets to me, so I escape. 

"What's this all about?" Mikey asks. He pulls out a cigarette from his pocket. I stare at him trying to figure out how to get the words out but feel so lost. 

"Mikey what makes you a great leader?" I ask in a serious tone. 

"What?" He answers back.

 "You know a great leader. How they all follow you and stay loyal."

 "What?" He says again.

 "HOW DO YOU DO IT?" I yell at him. I can understand the confusion since he seems lost also.

"Y/n I think you know the answer to that." He gives me the same unfazed look.

"Mikey, I need your help so bad." I plea.  

Everyone wants to kill me.