The Nerd Leads the Mafia // KNJ (18+)

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Y/N adjusted her glasses and watched as Zico carried the boy into the warehouse before turning her attention back to the man in front of her.  He had an eyebrow raised as he waited for an answer from his previous question.

"No actually, I didn't believe you would come here. A businessman such as yourself shouldn't bother with my business." She says, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Your business? Can I talk to an actual adult please? This little girl doesn't know the first thing about running an empire. L/N Enterprises will go down in flames and so will you." He sighs and turns to look at the warehouse house, clicking his tongue before turning back to her.

"What makes you think I'm not capable?" Y/N grits her teeth.

"For one, you are dressed horribly. Second, you're just a kid. And third, you don't know how to act like an adult to save your life." He continues to talk down on her.

The more he talks the angrier Y/N becomes and the people around her begin to shuffle backwards, fearing the worst.

"You're right. I'm all of those things." Y/N smiles at him.

She sighs and takes a step forward, her hand outstretched.

"I'm glad you've come to your senses." He smiles and hold out his hand as well.

Once his hand was in her grip, he was immediately on the ground with a gun pointed to his temple, the smile still on Y/N's face.

"I am all of those things, but you underestimate my power. I could pull this trigger and you'd be dead. You wouldn't want that now would you Mr. Park?" Y/N asks sweetly.

"Fuck you." He spits on to the ground.

"Ooh, I love it when they play hard to get." Y/N looks up and speaks to the nearest person she could find.

Mr. Park struggles in her grasp and she sighs, deciding against the urge to kill him. Instead she hits the back of his head with the gun, making all of his body movements stop as he falls unconscious. She stands up straight and puts the gun back in her backpack, sighing deeply.

"Bring him inside. He needs to be taught a lesson." She tells the same person she talked to before.

They nod and drag his body in, the rest of the crowd disappearing after. Her phone vibrated and she answers it, a scowl on her face.

"Hello, father." She answers.

"Mr. Park?" He asks.

"Oh yes, he was here. He was quite the disrespectful man. Shall I send a present?" She asks.

"Don't ask me that, just tell me when it is done and if I need to hire someone to clean it up." He says.

"Don't worry, once I'm done with him you won't have to worry about him taking clients behind your back." She smiles.

"You really are scary, you know that?" He sighs.

"Love you too." She chuckles.

"Call me once you're finished?" He asks.

"Of course." Y/N ends the call.

She heads inside and goes into a bedroom next to her office. She closes the door behind her and goes to a large mirror leaning against the wall. She looks at her nerdy appearance with disgust and takes the fake glasses off of her face, throwing them onto the bed. She takes her hair out of the messy bun, letting it fall freely over her shoulders. She takes off her pants and her shirt to reveal black lace underwear, a favorite out of her collection. She crosses the room to a closet that has some of her best outfits. She chooses a tight fitting red dress that showed her curves in all the right places and threw on black heels to go with it.