Call Me Yours (Yandere x Reader Oneshots)

M. Actor x F. Heiress

The young miss of the Burton family was no one special. She came from a wealthy family, but it was not a very well-known family. They weren't actively invited to parties and they certainly didn't have the news on them with every step they made. So, when a marriage proposal came from the only son of the Wilson family, they were shaken to the core. The two of them had never met, but he claimed nothing would make him happier than having her as his wife. As a result, they agreed immediately, both families meeting to discuss the terms of the engagement.

And though Alfred hadn't attended the meeting, busy with something or other, again, his excitement about her becoming his wife was repeated again and again. In the end, everything was settled. In two months, she would be officially married to him and they would live together in a brand new mansion. It was like a dream come true; a Cinderella-like dream. As if to somehow earn the amazing fortune that came her way, she swore that she would do the utmost of her abilities to make her married life a success.

As she rode to the new mansion to finally meet the blonde heir, she was fascinated at the size and appearance of the stunning building. In gawking at it, she remembered that it was just standard for his family. After all, the boy's family was a long-standing one, having made their fortune from entertainment. Though, recently, they had been making it big in film, they'd always been wealthy from things such as talent agencies. A long, long time ago, their start began with opera. As a result, the family was well-known across the world, their fame nothing to scoff at.

As the orange-haired girl rang the doorbell, she nervously began twiddling her thumbs. To prepare herself, she had looked at countless pictures of him, but his good looks were too much for her to handle. As a result, she continued to be nervous, even straightening up reflexively as she heard footsteps on the other side of the door. However, instead of the young man she was supposed to be married to, a woman stood there.

For a moment, Ellie panicked. The woman was even more stunning than Alfred, rending her speechless. She had a mature disposition to her, as well, almost a complete foil to Ellie. The woman opened her mouth, a thick accent coating her words as she spoke. It took Ellie quite a bit to understand she was speaking another language. Thankfully, it was one she had learned. Though she was a bit rusty, she picked up on it a bit more quickly than she expected.

"Your pronunciation is immaculate," the woman chuckled, enamored with the tiny thing in front of her, "You must be Ellie. Please, come in."

"Yes? Yes!"

The orange-haired girl followed closely behind the woman. Her eyes for a moment betrayed her, trailing down to the incredible hips the woman had. She gave a small squeak before covering her eyes and focusing. She was there for her future husband. That was what she had to remind herself of, especially as they sat down in the living room. Ellie tried to distract herself with the interior decoration instead of gawking at the sensual way the woman sat. It was so natural, too. She was very much jealous of the confidence.

"I've been looking forward to meeting you!" the woman chuckled, reaching out to hold the girl's hands, "You have no idea how long we've been looking, so it means a lot. Is there anything I can get for - "

The woman's words were cut off as a familiar blonde came up from behind the couch and pressed his lips on hers. He gave no warning, no indication that he was even there, but the first thing he did was kiss her. The male seemed very passionate about it, too, both hands on her neck to pull her back to him. Ellie averted her eyes shyly as he began to groan. Luckily, she didn't see him move one of his hands down to grope at the woman's breasts. However, she did feel the woman move her hands before she heard the sound of a slap, looking back to see the blonde pushed back to the wall.

"I was in the middle of talking," the (h/c) haired woman snapped, the male giving an exaggerated pout before moving to sit down on the floor in front of her.