Riley x Reader

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10:45pm

"I'll be fine I mean what's the worse that can happen. That's was probably a fake ass knife anyway", (Y/N) says to herself, trying to lighten up the walk to Starbucks.

"But how could it have been fake if I bled from it?", she thought pessimistic thoughts taking over her mind.

"He probably is a real thug, but if I go home he'll for sure kill me, damnit what do I do", she thought, sweat dripping profusely from her hairline. She then rounded the corner and reached the Starbucks, it was 10:55, she decided to quickly order a Frappuccino and wait till 11:00 to go around back.

"Thanks", she muttered to the barista as she took her drink and took a glance at the clock.

"It's 10:59, I can do this....I can't fucking do this", she says second guessing herself squeezing the plastic cup in her hand tightly. She left the store and went around back and saw two men standing there.

"U-um is there a man with cornrows here? I was told to come meet him", (Y/N) cursing herself for her small stuttering.

"Yeah Reezy's here, you got his money?", the man with dreadlocks says aggressively.

"Yo Ceaser calm down, come with me girl I hoped you prayed real hard before coming here cuz you need all the luck you can get", the man with a fade says.

"Thank you I guess", she says fearfully awaiting her fate.

"Aye bitch you got my money?" The man from earlier says.

"Sir I only have a little bit of money on me and in my possession ", she stuttered fearfully.

"It's Reezy or Riley bitch not sir", Riley growled at her, rolling his eyes.

"Um sorry Riley...-", she paused the name sounding foreign on her tongue. "As I was saying I only have 80 dollars because I really don't have any money and I've been looking for a job recent-",she was cut off by an angry Riley.

"So you don't have my fucking money!?", he says stepping closer to her and pulling out instead of a knife this time, he pulled out a gun, it was simple yet deadly gold pistol.

'Oh shit, I'm dead I'm really fucking dead now', (Y/N) thought quickly as sweat began to pour down her forehead like a waterfall.

"Don't be so scared, girly", he spat saying 'girly' full of venom. At that point (Y/N) wanted to burst in anger, and sadly she did.

"Who the fuck are you calling girly you bastard!", she quickly covered her mouth.

'Yup now I'm definitely dead", Riley quickly grabbed her throat and pinned her against the brick wall behind them.

"What the fuck did you say bitch!?", he looked her straight in the eyes and (Y/N) could've sworn she saw a fire burning in his maroon eyes.

"Please I'm so sorry-", she took in a sharp breath as his grip around her neck tightened.

"I know exactly what ima do to your ass now", he picked her up and her feet wrapped carefully around his waist.

'What am I doing!?", (Y/N) thought to herself as Riley put her in his maroon brown Lamborghini. As he got into his car he pressed onto the gas and sped off.

"I like bitches with an attitude, and I like bitches who know how to get in their place real quick", he murmured smirking. (Y/N) realized that she filled both of those criteria's with her previous actions before they drove off.

As they pulled up to a huge mansion the shrubs in front of the mansion read 'Reezy Mansion'. (Y/N) looked on in awe at the amazing mansion before her.