I cursed internally, how could I be so stupid? Now I looked like the idiot here, I was insulting Minjae all this time yet I made a mistake myself.
Do not ever turn your back for longer than five seconds, especially if you think someone is trailing you.
I placed my hands on his arm, trying to take his grasp away from my neck, but it was genuinely no use. And I was tired, I was hungry and all I wanted to do was enjoy the comfort of my own home.
This is one of the reasons I was so against mafia lifestyle.
"No need to resist, hm?" His voice was coarse, did all of Minjae's men smoke or something?
"You won't win." I struggled to speak fully, my voice slightly muffled as his arm tightened around my neck.
He pulled a gun from his left side, pointing it up to me, I could sense the grin on his face as I looked at it. I stopped resisting, my arms relaxing and my body relaxing.
He let out a breathy chuckle, feeling my obvious surrender.
I closed my eyes, giving a deep sigh as I embraced my last moments like this. Well fuck. I'm pretty much unable to do anything in this scenario.
I had my gun, it had three bullets and it was tucked somewhere in my wedding dress, I couldn't pull it out right now. My breathing was very limited, and in any moment now, he could shoot me dead.
I couldn't fight back against a guy like him, there was a single thing I could do, and I wasn't even sure if it would work.
I was gambling for my life. But either way, the plan either works and I don't die, or it doesn't work and I die, which wouldn't really affect anything since the original plan was for me to die anyways.
I may as well could have tried.
After a while of sighing and acting as if I was giving up, I'm pretty sure the guy was just teasing me with his gun. He still had a chokehold on me, very very slowly tightening his grip on my neck, at this point I was bound to just die from loss of air.
"I can't wait to show Minjae who's the one who killed you." The man chuckled, probably thinking about how he's going to become so rich, "You know what that'll make me? Chief. Yeah. That's right, all these lowlifes will be under me."
"You really think Minjae.." My voice was croaking from the tight hold over my neck, "..will even promote you..?"
His grip somewhat loosened, and though it wasn't a major change, it felt more comfortable like this.
"What. Of course he will?" The man seemed to kind of believe my words, and to be honest, I wasn't quite sure if Minjae would or not, I'm just trying to coerce this guy and distract him so I can make my move.
"You're very wrong." I chuckled, completely lying through my teeth, "Minjae is backstabber, he backstabbed me, you think he wouldn't backstab you? A random guy he hired?" I scoffed as his grip tightened more than ever over my neck in anger, his fists were clenched.
His grip loosened once more.
"Minjae is a what.." The guy was probably seeing flames, very gullible, "You mean to tell me he's not gonna..."
"Yeah. Sorry to inform." I rolled my eyes, trying to show some sincerity.
He grumbled, and before he was about to speak, I acted quick.
With one swift move, I took his gun from his hand, sliding out of his loosened grasp around my neck. I turned around, aiming the gun at him as he widened his eyes, furrowing his brows after.
He placed his hands up, very slowly stepping closer towards me.
"But I guess backstabbing runs in the family." I shrugged, not sparing a second and shooting him three times, with the three bullets in his gun.
As he fell to the floor, I took the gun out of my wedding dress, seeing it still had the three bullets in, goddamn it Yuri. You could've had six bullets.
I looked at the gun, and once more, catching me off guard, a bullet was sent directly at me. It tore through my dress, straight to the hip.
The pressure took me aback first, and I fell to the floor, looking at the man who shot me. It was some random guy, but despite the pain that penetrated my skin. I used my last resort, all three bullets.
I was bound to die here at one point anyways.
I aimed at the guy with zero hesitancy, shooting the remainder of the three bullets at him. He too, fell to the floor, bleeding much worse than I was.
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riki.nishimura → cherry lipstick
Fanfiction- HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 #NIKI, #1 #ENHYPEN, #1 #NIKINISHIMURA | he had to look for someone, whereas she wasn't looking for anyone - one day she left her cherry-coloured lipstick print on his glass, and he was intrigued.