The cold metal is pressed against your forehead. You shake uncontrollably, staring at the boy you trust.
"Come on, Y/N. Loosen up." He smiles, flashing his amazing teeth. His smile distracts you for a minute before you realise that the guy has a gun pressed to your head. He could blow your brain to bits if he wants to.
He inches closer to your face, licking his lips.
"Do you know what I am?"
You shake your head, sighing in relief when he removes his finger from the trigger.
"I'm the biggest gang leader known to man."
You nod, biting your lip. He moans, pressing you up against the wall.
"Don't do that, baby." You smile, biting your lip again. He growls and you forget about what kind of situation you're in.
"Are you going to kill me?"
He laughs, cupping your cheeks.
"What's a gang leader without his lady?"
You smile, taking the gun out of his hand.
"Welcome to the gang, kitten. You're mine now."
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