Shooting Range

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Warning: This chapter has a different way of sex that might make some uncomfortable and seems like hard, so if you aren't comfortable, skip this chapter. It's almost the same chapter of 'shooting range" in Grim Reaper but i turned it more possessive hot and changed a lot of it  so please be sure to skip this chapter if you are uncomfortable, I already warned since i started this story that it will be sexually dirty

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None POV:

Marinette froze as Adrien's words hit her like a ton of bricks. she stammered; her eyes wide with disbelief. The idea was so absurd, so wrong, that she couldn't even process it.

Marinette: y-you want me to... kill Dante?

Adrien stepped closer; his breath hot against her neck as he toyed with a strand of her hair.

Adrien: he fucking touched you, touched your ass, didn't he? At the party. That asshole had his hands where only I'm allowed to go

The bluenette's heart raced, her pulse pounding in her ears. She couldn't believe what he was asking of her.

Marinette: I-I can't do that... I have never hurt anyone or yet I don't want to end up in jail

Adrien's smirk was wicked, his fingers trailing down her cheek, sending waves through her body.

Adrien: oh, you will, baby. And you will fucking love it. also you won't end up in jail because you are under my fucking protection, and I'm free to kill whoever I like. after all, killing him ss the only way to make up for sneaking off to that fucking strip club without telling me. Or maybe I'll just kill Dante myself and show you what happens when someone touch what's mine but I just don't advise you to let me kill him myself, because I may use his intestines to make some sausage

Her breath caught in her throat as she looked up at him, her mind spinning. When she was a kid, she used to think bulls were pretty stupid for chasing red flags. Yet here she was, chasing after the most dangerous one of all.

But there was something about Adrien's dark, possessive side that she couldn't resist. It pulled her in, made her crave him even more.

She met his gaze, getting lost in his beautiful emerald eyes

Marinette: I don't know how to shoot a fucking gun, not even how to hold it

The blond's smirk grew as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear.

Adrien: then I'll fucking teach you

He whispered; his breath hot against her skin. His tongue flicked out, teasing earlobe before he licked his lips, his eyes dark with lust

Adrien: you will fucking love it, trust me. I'll make sure of it

His hand slid down her sides, his touch lingering just enough to make her body ache with need.

Marinette's breath hitched as she stared up at him, her heart pounding hard. She knew she was playing with fire, but damn it, she didn't care. Adrien was intoxicating, a drug she couldn't quit even if she wanted to.

She wanted more.... more of his touch, more of his heat

Adrien: do it for me

He said with a seductive voice that sent shivers down her spine. His fingers traced the curve of her jaw, and then he dipped his head lower, brushing his lips against the sensitive skin of her neck

Adrien: do it for me, and I'll make sure you are rewarded in every fucking way you can imagine.

Her body trembled under his touch, her mind torn between the fear of what he was asking and how much she want to do anything for him

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