Lucci X Yonko Reader (Completed)

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When Lucci goes over to visit he arrives about the time Paulie drops you off and leaves.

Lucci stood beside your window listening carefully. The sound of papers could be heard. Closing his eyes he focuses carefully.

(Sounds like writing, lots and lots of writing. What could you possibly be doing?)

Looking through the files you read the records of the hundreds of workers, many of them have some questionable applications and backgrounds. Biting the inside of your lips you get a colored sticky note and stick it on the corner of one of the files marking it 79. You get up and set it on top of one of the other files on the floor that you suspect as false information.

All the files on your kitchen floor are organized to the possibility of false signatures, false information, false IDs, locations, history.

Other files were stacked from financial business to even the possibility of a leak. Going through this your realized something.

Walking around the kitchen you look at the papers you have pinned up against the walls.

Your assignment is to find the rats who've invaded the company and the money trouble. Iceberg feels as if there is something questionable about the money.

A knock on the door is heard as you look at your kitchen window that's locked. Heading over to the door you open it already looking at the ground expecting a basket of goodies. Smiling you lift it up and yell out.

“Thank you whoever you are!”

So what if the neighbors wake up!

You want to thank this person who brings you food.

Going back inside you stop in front of the kitchen door. Setting down the basket you turn to face the hall. (Someone's been here.) Quietly walking to your living room you feel the cool draft. The curtains blow with the wind. (Someone did come inside.) Walking back to the kitchen you lift the basket and sit down on the table.

The box was bigger. Opening it steam rises up as you smile not believing it. “Somebody cooked for me.” Taking out the plate of food you were careful on opening some containers. Opening a letter it read. “Enjoy.”

Resting it on the table you enjoyed the meal as you stared at the handwriting. Getting up you lift up a file with a yellow sticky note. It's Lucci's file. Flipping through the pages you go back to the table. Holding the note next to Lucci's signature and his other handwritings you realize the O's and N's are like his.

Lucci was inside your apartment hidden well in your living room. The time you took to go to the door and get the basket was perfectly timed for him to see your kitchen. (What is she doing with all the files?) Lucci watched you from the corner as you ate your meal doing a small happy dance. While you examined the files and eat he explored your apartment.

When it was 4 in the morning he didn't hear any noise. Walking into the kitchen with no fear of you waking up he stood beside you for a second. The way you were passed out was adorable. Smiling he lifted you up into his arms leaning closer he died to taste your lips. Just one savor from your lips. But he knows if he did he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from wanting more.

Parting his lips he hovers his against yours teasing himself from doing it.

Looking at the table seeing a picture of himself. (That's my file.) The note that was next to his signature. (She compared the notes handwriting to my signatures!?) Looking around he sees the stacks of files. "What are you doing my little kitten?"

Moaning you closed your hands on his black shirt. His masculine scent was welcoming just as the way you were being held.

Lucci leaned in closer to your face hoping you don't wake up. Turning away he goes up the stairs into your room where he lays you down in bed. Sliding his hand against your cheek his thumb caressed your lips. Sliding his hand away the tips of his fingers tickled your skin making you touch his hand. Lucci froze in silence as your hand rested on his for a while before it fell back on the mattress.

Pulling away he just admired you sleeping soundlessly. After washing the dishes for you he started washing your clothes which was very little. Making a mental note on your size in case he wants to increase your wardrobe.

Sitting down at the table with a cup of tea he carefully examined his file. "She has me marked as one of the suspicious, falls ID. She's using all of her talents to do this. I'll just have to win her trust. If everything fails I know something that'll trigger her memory. I know she will run away from me. Or she will join me. She did after all save me the moment she realized who I was. I know she loves me, she just has doubts, fears."

Resting his hand against his heart feeling his heartbeat. It's as if it were beating the same way as yours. There just is no understanding on why you left him. But right now you are a big threat to his mission. What his emotions are doing to him are blinding him, distracting him from the man he is. The servant of the government. You are a threat probably risking his entire mission that he has worked on.

Entering your room he slides his hand around your neck gently pressuring it to choke you in your sleep.

Just like choking a kitten.

His baby kitten.

It's in his instinct to kill with no question but you are more than just someone else. “Just how is it possible to still love you despite all you have done to me?”

Releasing your neck he leaned in his teeth grinding together. "I loved you with every step we took. I can forgive you for all but how can you ever forgive me? I know you won't forgive me. And I hate you for abandoning me running away from me. Every time you speak I feel as if I have nothing to say to you. I'm outspoken around you. I lie and lie but with you, it just never stops.

What I say wouldn't matter. You lost your damn memory. I see the way you look at Paulie. What makes you think you deserve that life after everything you have done? What makes you think you can make it? What makes you think I'll let you make it. Right now you are a wanted woman. I made sure your wanted poster was Alive only.

Running around with these pirates becoming a Yonko. All these skills you have I showed them to you. A skilled killer. My skilled killer. I made you and you used everything against me. I can give you my heart but you won't even give me your trust."

Leaning in he nuzzles his face against your cheek. The rage boiling in his blood of all that has happened. "You are mine, kitten."