Dear Diary|| KinnPorsche

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3rd. pov

Y/N looked around the room, at each corner stood one person in a black suit and one of them mumbled something. If Y/N should make it out clearly it was something like. 'I kinda get DeJaVu.' From that guy.

She squinted her eyes at that guy, he seemed familiar. "Was i at least kidnapped by a hot person?" Y/N whispered to herself and a throat clearing brought her attention up to a guy, not in a suit but a grey slick hemd and Black Pants. His hair was weirdly styled back as Y/N sighed disappointed. "Not even kidnapped by a hot person, what a shame."

"Excuse me?" The guy questioned. "You are excused, now get lost or something." Y/N snapped back not angrily but calm. She kinda knew tendencies of Mafias or whatever the shit that guy in front of her was. They don't like to be insulted or underestimated.

"Do you know who I am?" That guy asked. "No. And I prefer not to. Look dude. If you are some guy that I pissed off during Military, piss off. I don't care what you think." She sighed.

"I'm not from the military." He said in a stern voice, which brang Y/N back to looking in his eyes. "You're Not? That changes everything. What am I here for then?" She said kinda relieved, because that shit she pulled in the military was worth being kidnapped by someone she offended.

"I want you as a bodyguard. But as I send my guards none of them could get you." "Sure." "So if you don't coooperate...." He paused looking at Y/N. "Sure?" She blinked confused looking around. "You heard me weird mafia guy. I was actually looking for someone to hire me as a bodyguard. Why not agree With you." Y/N stated promptly. "I can kindly over look the fact I was kidnapped too, no big deal. Happend lots during Military."

Okay lots was maybe a lie, but she did end up being kidnapped once or twice in her two years of service. She was prepared for this and had already loosened her ties around her wrists.

"Gosh. That hurt a little." Y/N told the guy, while rubbing her red wrist.

"Look at That, that's called cooperative." The mafioso stated loudly looking at a certain bodyguard, who had his head tilted away with an annoyed look.

It was the guy the mafioso kissed, so the relationship didn't work out or why was he not so cooperative. "Did you two have an argument because of your kiss? Relationship problems?" Y/N whispered to the mafioso, with a curious glint in her eyes. That made the mafioso irritated.

"What?" He asked kind off furious which made Y/N holding her arms up in surrender. "I saw you kissing on the river bank, sorry. I thought you two had relationship problems." She again whispered and it seemed to tick him off even more. "Knock that off. He already forgot all about it. He was way to drunk." Y/N just nodded, knowing exactly the problem, unrequited love.

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Y/N pov.

Dear diary

I officially have a job and I love it.

Yours Y/N

Yes. I managed to get in and that without swim training, since I don't know how I talked my way around it. It's for sure, once they find out I'm a girl, imma get fired. Soooo. I'm going to keep it a secret as long as I can. And when they see my full potential, they maybe keep me even tho I'm a girl....

Okay so yeah. Update.

The bodyguards name, who had a one night stand with the boss, is Porsche. Apparently he is also as new as he can be and was in a similar situation than I am. Only difference is that he freed himself and then fought against everyone, even the boss and later jumped off the ship to swim away, since he was so opposed to the idea of being mafiosos bodyguard.

Afterwards, something happened in his personal life, which made him come back to the mafioso, to get money and sponsor his brother, I think.

Then there's Pete, cute, clumsy but he has something dangerous to him. I feel that he enjoys pain or something like that..

And lastly we have grandpa mafioso, basically mafiosos father and his name is Korn. He is half retired, half not and let's mafioso, boss whatever, do all the work.

Yeh. I did not bother asking the name of mafioso, so it will wait.

My roommate is apparently the cousin from boss, but since he has his own house, he does not come to his guest room, so I have a room for my own, yehaw. I don't need to be secretive here and I won't get in trouble for being a girl.

Yeah. So all in all. I am having a good life and I get payed good.

Like really good. I could pay my parents up for the troubles I caused, since I got payed for this month before hand already. I get more than enough. If I did my math right, it seems, that if I work for a year in this field, I can live a whole normal life with that money..

Damn.

I may be in the field of the mafioso, but I am the bodyguard of someone, who is not at the mansion. Boss told me I know him.... I dunno about that tho.

I stood in front of the fcuking skyscraper, where a man with his arm in a casket stood. "You are the new bodyguard for Kim.. I hope you are better than that Porsche." The guy stated.... What's wrong with Porsche? He seems like a chill man, but it is my first work day and I do not wish to get in a fight with my colleagues on it. "What's your name newbie?" He asked more annoyed than ever.

"Ah. I am Y/N. Pleasure to meet you." I stated bowing. He just scoffed and turned his head away. "Big." He answered not doing anything in return, he shoved some files into my hands and walked away. Damn talk about arrogant and he's the one in the casket. Clearly he did a mistake at his job.

"Good day to you too." I mumbled annoyed.

I walked inside the rich looking apartment complex and looked at the data that was sent me, about Kim's room number. "Oh who would've thought? He obviously owns the whole top floor." I muttered, showing my ID card to the register and walked into the elevator.

The elevator music is slowly lulling me to sleep, if there wasn't the harsh ding of the stop, I clearly would've fell asleep. Talk about professional behavior on the first day.

I stretched myself and regained posture. Walking gracefully, as possible, out of the elevator and heading towards the only door in the hallway. I opened the files that that Big gave me and key jumped into my vision. Must be for this apartment.

I took a deep breath in and knocked at the door before using the keycard to go inside the apartment. I was greeted with the music of an guitar, that Kim guy was seemingly practicing his, everything.

I followed the music and stopped in front of an open door. There he sat, a very familiar guy, a guy I once saved. He took notice of me and put his Guitar away. "Good you're here." He stated. I nodded my head eyeing him suspicious. "You are the one that wanted to recruit me. Weren't you?" I asked or more likely I know, he doesn't even need to confess shit.

"Yes." He stated looking away onto a table where a thick envelope took it's place. He went there to take it and shoved it into my hands. "I don't like owing people something." He stated as he left the room leaving me to open the envelope.

There was a huge pile on money.

"EEHHHHHHHHHH?!"

Dear Diary

I am a rich bitch

Yours Y/N