Black Mail || 2 || mischief

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"flowers grow back,
even after they are stepped on.
so will I"

3rd person P

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3rd person P.O.V:

"you have to be fucking with me right? Please fucking tell me you are"
bakugou growl lowly.

"your gonna wished I ducked with you because
I'm about to drag you through
hell and back"
the innocent smile stayed but the twinkle
of mischief grew.

"now let's get down to business"
you brushed past him and
walked towards his desk and sat down
on it.

"who in the fuck are you?"
you heard him mumbling to himself.

"I'm (full name) founder and ceo of (last name) & co"

"so then why in the fuck are coming after me?!"
he countered.

"oh honey don't think your so special,
I have this whole country's large companies
under my thumb
now including yours"

bakugou looked like a volcano that lied dormant
for hundreds of year finally about
explode.
slowly bakugou's heavy foots steps stopped in front of you
his large arms caging you
as they slammed down either side of the desk
leaving you in the
middle.

In childish insult you lean forward playfully,
testing his dominance and
stroking your ego.

"carful little girl if you play with fire you get burnt"
he growled gripping his hands
on the edge of the desk.

"good thing I have my ways of putting out that fire"
You smirk a little leaning
in closer.

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