31. ᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ || ʀᴇɴᴇᴇ ʀᴀᴘᴘ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

2.6K 15 8
                                        

Feeding my fruity girls once more. 🖤
I apologize if i made errors while writing this.
——

Quick break down : You were sold to Reneé rapp to be her wife.

⋆༺𖤍༻⋆- --------------

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

⋆༺𖤍༻⋆
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-

⋆༺𖤍༻⋆

AT HER MERCY

⋆༺𖤍༻⋆

You were forced into an arranged marriage with the city's most dangerous Mafia woman. You hated your parents for giving you up so easily, and they didn't even shed a tear as they watched you being taken away. Now, you found yourself standing in a mansion that felt so devoid of emotion, facing a woman who didn't care for you. She commanded you to speak, but you stayed silent. Her patience was wearing thin as she fixed you with a cold stare.

"Why do i bother at this point?" she said, and you laughed in response. "why did you go through with this?" you inquired.

"I needed a wife. It benefits me," she replied, standing in front of you.

You let out another laugh and asked, "So you married me for your benefit? Is it because of my parent's money?"

"I don't need your parent's money." She said and grabbed a glass to pour herself some wine. "Would you like some y/n?" She offered but you declined her offer.


♡︎. RENEE'S POV .♡︎


I took a sip from my glass while I studied her carefully with my gaze.

She was undeniably attractive, but her stubbornness was annoying, possibly the reason her parents had so easily given her away.

"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you," I assured her, but she remained tense.

"Strong words coming from someone who makes a living off hurting others," she muttered under her breath, loud enough for me to hear.

I replied with a smirk, "Ouch," as I kept my eyes on her. "Should I sweet talk you?"

"Don't flatter yourself." She replied and I bit down on my inner cheek.

Is it too late to trade her for the other one?

I took a deep breath and said, "fuck sake y/n. I'm trying here."

"It's not exactly easy when I just got ripped away from my family. save me the bullshit." She responded. I replied with a sincere smile, "I'm sorry for not thinking of your feelings, y/n."

The tension faded and she grabbed a glass pouring herself some champagne. "It's fine, they've been trying to get rid of me for years." She said, leaning on the counter as she took a sip from her cup.

She was clearly exhausted and was hurting from her parent's betrayal. I suck when it comes to dealing with others feelings. I'm so used to shutting people off or well, just killing them.

"I'm your wife now, you don't need to worry," I reassured her. She looked up at me with tired eyes and she was drunk.

 
Of course, she's a lightweight.

She smiled and spoke, "You're hot, you know that?"
I laughed and nodded my head, "I know, let's get you into bed, y/n."

"If you wanted me in your bed could've just said so," she replied and I took a deep breath. "I'll sleep in another room," I replied.

"Already leaving me alone on our wedding night?" she replied and I rolled my eyes at her. "if you weren't drunk right now I wouldn't need to."

"I'm not drunk." She tried to stand up straight but ended up falling over in the chair. "Please, be careful y/n."

She sat in the chair laughing, "Okay, maybe I am just a little bit drunk." My eyes remained on her and I lowered my head in defeat. "Would you go to bed if I stayed with you tonight?"

She smiled and responded, "Yes, I don't want to sleep alone." I nodded my head and stood up, I picked her up from the chair and carried her to the bedroom.

I gently placed her on the bed and removed her shoes, Her eyes followed me across the room. I removed my shirt and slipped into a more comfortable top.

"Why not just sleep with it off?" she suggested with a smirk. I turned to look at her and responded, "You would love that wouldn't you, princess?"

Now she's horny & drunk.

She smiled and responded, "I don't see anything wrong with my wife sleeping without her top on."

I got into bed beside her and responded, "Not tonight, you're drunk."

-----
. Y/N's POV.

Reneé claimed her place beside me in bed and I looked over her shoulder at her. "I'm hungry," I said, and Reneé let out a deep sigh.

She turned to face me and responded, "For actual food, I hope?" I smirked.

She kissed my forehead and looked me in the eyes before responding, "Y/N, it's late and you're drunk, get some sleep."

I nodded my head and finally settled into bed, She wrapped her arms around my waist pulling me closer to cuddle me.

—————-
It was 2:30 in the morning when i decided to wake up and check the time. Surprisingly, I wasn't hung over with a huge headache.

I noticed the spot next to me was empty and the light was shining from underneath the bathroom's door. I got up from the bed and made my way towards the bathroom.

The shower was running and I opened the door. To my surprise, I was greeted with a gun being pointed at me with her towel wrapped around her. Once, she realized who it was she lowered the gun.

My eyes remained wide "So, you just casually shower with a gun..?" I asked.

"Yes,nhow are you feeling?" She asked, cold but also concerned. "Not hungover."

Her gaze locked on me and she responded "Good, you can join me."

My eyes widened even more, "Are you sure?" I questioned.
She nodded her head and removed her towel.

"We're married, we'll end up seeing each other naked either way." She responded, I began to undress.

Her eyes wandered across my body and I looked at her.
"Is this okay?" I asked and she smirked. "Perfect." She responded.

I stepped into the shower behind her and she turned to face me. Our height difference wasn't that big of a difference but she still had to look down at me.

I pulled her into me and kissed her, Her hands found their way around my throat as the kiss deepened.

We both moaned into the kiss but she pulled away. "Not on the first night." She responded and bit her lip before getting out of the shower.

"Where are you going?" I asked and she looked at me, Fighting the urge to just take me.

Why is she fighting it?

"Next time." She said and i sighed in defeat.

She left the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

——-

It's 9:00am.

but i had to get this part out the way so the next chapter can just get to the point.

& i have requests to write so rip my brain again.

But i hope you enjoyed this chapter. <3
Vote, comment and Follow so you can stay updated.

♡︎ 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 | ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs | 18+ ♡︎ [EDITING] 🎄Where stories live. Discover now