Fate & Fury * Mitsuya x Reader

Chapter 73

2012 Roppongi, Blooming Lotus Club- Midnight

"The day I realized Hanma and Kisaki were my enemies was the day I thought I really was going to die."

You were playing escort as you sat on a rich foreign gangster's lap one of the Kkangpae. He had money, political influence and resources. But he was also an enemy to Toman.

He was revolting, his upper lip was scratchy each time he kissed your neck, but you endured it because this was an order from Mikey. You had to keep him distracted while Mikey finished a deal with one of his inner circle.

Izana hated the plan and glared for every moment the man touched you from across the club. Your senpai was very protective over his innocent and sweet kohai. You found it amusing and never complained because it was nice to be fussed over by someone who wasn't Inui.

Speaking of, Inui wasn't there. Kisaki had him back at headquarters. It filled you with a mild anxiety as he usually went anywhere with you, but he wasn't one to fuss so you stayed compliant.

This was supposed to be a simple job.

"Come on, baby girl," The gangster whispered in your ear and you shivered. It wasn't for the reasons he believed, but you played along with a charming smile, you twisted in his lap, your bare leg crossing over the other as the shift in your long blue dress exposed.

"Dae-jung-sama," You spoke in a tone that made your stomach twist unpleasantly, "Where are we going? Somewhere fun?"

He grinned in that way men would when fucking was on the mind, "Yeah, let's get to the private booths," He grasped your ass as you stood and you stilled your fury. You'd have yours when Mikey called. You swore it.

He led you to the upper rooms, his guards whistling as you passed, your dignity taking a hit as you smiled demurely, like a good girl would. You knew Izana would hate that you were out of his sight, but he'd have to deal with it until Mikey gave you all the signal.

You tossed the blond hair of the wig over your shoulder as you ignored the multitude of cat calls that followed the two of you as you ascended the stairs.

You allowed Dae-jung to drag you to the private booths without resistance, acting like you were eager to please him, excited to reach the booth.

In reality you were excited to kill him when the time came. You'd show him that no one could touch you like he had.

"Let's get to this girl," He growled when the door closed, his hand unbuckling his belt, face a lewd mask.

"Ah~ Dae-jung-sama is so naughty," You giggled like an innocent girl as you pushed him to the booth and straddled his waist, "The whole fun about sneaking around is the teasing, right? What's so good about rushing to the dessert when the fore play can be so much fun, hm?" You whispered against the skin on his neck, trying to delay what he was asking from you for as long as you could.

He bought it and when you saw his smile you felt sick, "You aren't a stupid girl, huh? You must be a real slut with experience. So bad of you to know all that."

You grinned when your phone vibrated against your breast, your hand trailing against your own thigh, up, up, up-- You grasped the knife from the sheath.

You brandished the blade swiftly and plunged it into his neck, far too fast to be deflected. You hopped off his lap to avoid the blood spray as he grasped his throat. Red blood gushed and spurted all along the dark room, the UV lights turning it purple.

He gurgled and sputtered as he bled out.

"You probably should have stayed faithful, worm," You sneered as you shook the blood from your blade.