Kiss Me Psychotic, A Mafia AU C!Schlatt x reader

Chapter Eight.

Y/N ♤ ================================================================================

Your thoughts were laced with Schlatt's stupid fucking face.

And it was two weeks after that for fuck's sake.

So you decided to do something stupid. Really stupid.

You were gonna sneak into his office, pretending you were stealing, but really?
You just wanted to see him and hear him again.

You pulled on your dark blue sleeveless turtleneck, along side dark blue cargo pants and matching combat boots. Your hair went into a neat bun and you threw on your rappel harness just in case.  In the map of Schlatt's Building, you knew his office was at the tip top, so this might be useful for for me getting to the roof and then rappelling through his window.
You then left a note you were leaving for a job and that you'd bring Tina a burger from Puffy's restaurant since she didn't get to go.

And then you were off, flying towards Schlatt.

The thoughts that raced through your mind were nothing less than anxious and insane.

What was the purpose of this?
What a waste of time
But a good waste
What am i gonna do when I get in there
Where is my plan??!!
Hes hot
WHAT THE FUCK

As you slipped into the building, the poor unassuming guards got choked out with your handy wire. There was no receptionist active. You knew it was typically Ms. Nihachu, but she was surely asleep. You easily ran for the elevator and slipped off your rappel gear.

At this rate you wouldn't need it, with so little guards active. On that note, it meant leaving it here for tonight was safe.

The elevator dinged off at the 69th floor, dredging you out of your fucked up head. The guard outside of the door promptly got the same treatment as the two downstairs and you strode down the hall.
If you hadn't known how many doors down Schlatt's office was (you most certainly did, it was 10 doors down) the big cursive "Schlatt's Office" in blue neon lights sure wasn't hiding.

You clutched the knife at your thigh as you stepped in, immediately greeted by Schlatt's, very awake face. "Oh shit." You mumbled, removing your knife. He glared at you in alarm, reaching for a drawer at his desk.

"Fuck are you doing here, Broad? Come to finally kill me?"

"No." You mumbled back. He stood and walked over, hand grabbing your chin, the other at his side.

"Then what shady shit are trying right now, bitch?"

You bit your lip nervously. That gun could so easily be used to shoot the shit out of you. Not to mention, you didn't even know why you were here.
But your stomach was getting fluttery with how close you two were. Which was not supposed to happen, what the fuck did it mean, anyway?

"I ain't tryin' shit, Schlatt."

"Then what the FUCK did you come on my territory for, Bitch?" He growled.

Your heart started beating faster, not even out of fear. You hadn't felt this bullshit feeling in your life, but now you really just want to kiss him. Its how you'd been feeling since you danced with him. 

In a fit of emotions and inner turmoil, you grabbed his wrists and shoved him against the nearest wall.

"Drop the gun and shut the fuck up, Schlatt." You snapped. His face started to turn red, and he did as you said, still glaring. "I'm getting this weird fucking feeling around you, asshole, and thats why I came here. Because you're making my fucking heart beat far too fast and my face get warm and its gross. Cut that sh-"

He pressed his lips to yours harshly, pinning you the wall next to you both. He held your waist so tightly you couldn't move, and as he trailed down your neck, you didn't really want to.

"This is what you want, Y/N. You want to be mine, you want me to love you. You want me to fuck you stupid. And I can do all of that."