bibble x reader (one shots)

Bibble mob boss AU p2

Y/n had been riding in the limo for what felt like an eternity before the car came to a smooth stop. 
"We're here." The man in green stated coldly. 
The whole car ride had been spent in cold, awkward silence. Y/n hadn't learned anything about what their life was about to look like for the next-- well, forever. 
Y/n followed the green-clad man out of the car and to a large stone gate with a rich gold plaque that formed a large cursive letter B. Y/n shivered, they knew who that crest belonged to. 
For the past 20 years, there had been three major crime circles, they had all fought for dominance for years. But then one night, everything seemed to change. suddenly major crime syndicates were being brought to their knees and swearing their allegiance to one named Bibble. No one knew who he was, or where he had come from, all they knew was the fear he inspired was horrifyingly beautiful. Soon he had become the fourth, and most powerful mob lord, leaving the other groups weakened. 

Y/n was shaken from her thoughts by the tall man walking past her and bumping her shoulder aggressively. "Stop gawking and get moving." He said, walking through the now open gate. 
Y/n took a steadying breath and followed him into what Y/n could only guess was her demise. 

They very quickly came to a pair of magnificent stained glass doors. Y/n stared at them, their mouth agape. The tall man looked over at her, a mocking grin on his face. "Just wait until you see inside." He grabbed the handle and flung the doors open, revealing a long and tall hallway with stained glass windows lining the walls. The windows seemed to depict every major event in mob history since Bibble's arrival. 
Y/n and the man walked down the magnificent hall until they came to a fork in the road, the man led her down the left hallway. This hallway was far less magnificent, but magnificent nonetheless. This hall had doors lining the walls instead of stained glass, and gold accents to make the corridor look rich.
The man abruptly stopped, making Y/n bump into him. He jumped away, a sour expression on his face. He looked as though he wanted to call her something dreadful, but bit his tongue. 
The man gestured to the door next to him. 
"This is where you will stay. Don't let me find you wandering the halls. you won't like the consequences." Y/n nodded, unsure if she was allowed to open the door herself. The man glared at her. "Get in the damn room already!" He yelled, very quickly losing patience for her. Y/n nodded frantically and scrambled into the room. A loud slam and click was heard as the man closed and locked the door behind Y/n. 
Y/n stared at the room in front of her. It was as grand as she was expecting—lavished furniture, with green accents and all kinds of expensive paintings and tapestries. Suddenly the room blurred into a watery mess as tears filled Y/ns eyes. They fell to the floor as choking sobs left their throat.
What was she to do now?