Yandere! Boyfriend x Female Reader [HIATUS]

❦Meeting him (Alan Mendall) (Part 3)❦

__________ is the daughter of a wealthy mafia leader. She is beautiful beyond reason which makes her a target for many guys which becomes a real problem.

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"________?!" Your father says as he opens the door to your bedroom, "Are you still asleep?"

You give him no response, since, yes, you're still asleep having a dream of a lifetime.

"This girl is going to get on my f*cking nerves..." your father groans and walks to you bed and shakes you, waking you up immediately.

"Father! I was having the best dream!" You whine.

"Welcome back to reality kiddo! Now! Get ready! I have some friends coming over." Your father said.

"This early?! Are you serious?!" You snap.

"Don't snap at me young lady! Get dressed!" Your father demanded and left your bedroom closing the door.

You sigh and sit up on your bed. Why is he having people over THIS early! Like damn! You think and get off your bed and walk over to your huge walk in closet and rummage through your clothes and find the perfect outfit and put it on.

"Perfect!" You say to yourself and you leave your bedroom then head to the entertainment room of your house [mansion] and you see some of your dad's friends and their sons

"Ah! ________! Long time, no see! You are looking awfully beautiful today!" One of you dad's friend's son approaches you and places a hand under you chin.

"Get away from me Axel..." You say.

"What if I don't want to?" Axel smirks.

"I said back off Axel!" You snap but not phasing him.

"You know you're cute when you're angry." Axel smiles and inches his face closer yours.

"The girl said back off dammit so leave her alone!" Axel's older brother, Izaiah, yelled and came in between Axel and you.

"Oh c'mon Izaiah! Let me have a little fun with her!" Axel whined.

"How about no Axel!" Izaiah glared at his younger brother.

"Ugh! Fine!" Axel groaned and roughly sat himself back in the chair he was in.

"Thank you Izaiah." You sighed in relief.

"No problem ________." Izaiah turned to you and smiled then went to sit back down.

You sat down beside your father as he was talking to his friends. Suddenly, your vision is blocked by a pair of hands. You gasp.

"Nice to see you again ________." A male whispers in your ear.

"Really David...?" You huff in annoyance.

"How'd you know it was me princess?" David continued to whisper in your ear.

"Dude! You're the only one who wears overly strong Old Spice cologne. I can smell you." You explained.

"You got me princess." David chuckles and sits beside you.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me 'princess' David?" You ask you turn your head to him.

"What? Is there something wrong with giving my future wife a little pet name?" David says in fake disappointment.

"For the last time, we are never getting married!" You glare at him, "Hell! We aren't even dating!"

"Not yet..." David winks at you causing you to roll your eyes.

"You're unbelievable..." You say and turn away from him.

"I know I am. Thank you for the compliment." He says.

"It wasn't meant to be a compliment David..." You say as you continue looking at him.

"Oh! ________!" Your father suddenly addresses you, startling you.

"Yes father?" You respond.

"We have a new butler. I just hired him a few days ago." Your father says with a little smile.

"And? What does that have to do with me?" You raise an eyebrow in confusion.

"He will be YOUR butler! So he is to go anywhere you go." Your father says.

"But father..." you were about to argue but your father silenced you with one of his glares, "yes father...when will I meet him?"

"He will be coming in an hour or so then you can meet him then." Your father responds then goes back to his conversation with one of his friends.

"Great..." you mumble and David looks at you.

"What's up with you? There is nothing wrong with having your own personal butler." He said.

"I know. It's just that more of my freedom is restricted now that I'll have a butler following me everywhere I go." You sigh in slight frustration.

"That's true but you can always sneak away." David smirked.

"Hmm? True." You smile at David.

An hour later, everyone left and it was just you and your father once again.

"The new butler should be here any minute. Go fix your hair. It's a mess." Your father said and you obeyed and went to fix your hair.

A few moments later, the doorbell rings and you hear two male voices start talking while you were brushing you hair.

"She will be down any minute. She is just cleaning herself up at the moment." You hear your father say then he suddenly yells, "__________!? Get your ass down here!"

"Yes father!" You quickly finish brushing your hair and run to the entryway where your father and a handsome man were standing.
You admired the man. He was quite handsome especially with the eyepatch over one eye. That just added to his already handsome appearance.

"Finally! It took you long enough! Anyways, __________, this is Alan Mendall, your new butler. Alan this is my daughter, ___________." He introduced you both to each other.

"Pleased to make your aquantince Miss. _________." Alan bows formally, making you blush slightly.

"Yes. Thank you." You bow back "and please just call me ___________. I don't like formal titles." You smile softly.

"Of course. If that's what you wish." Alan smiled back.

"__________? How about you show him to your room?" Your father smiled.

"But what about his room father?" You ask.

"He will be sleeping with you because I know you have a tendency to sneak our during the night." Your father said sternly, making you blush even darker.

Dammit. I guess David's idea of sneaking out won't work after all. You think. Then again, the butler is quite attractive. Wait-what?! What am I thinking?! You think and mentally scold yourself for thinking that.

"This way Alan." You say and begin walking up the stairs. You were followed by Alan.

You guys arrive at your room and you open the door.

"Here is my, well our, bedroom. I hope it's not too girly for you. My mother designed it like this." You say and then sigh sadly.

"What happened to your mother? If you don't mind me asking." Alan asked.

"She was shot when a drive-by happened 6 years ago..." you explain and enter your room and close the door when Alan enters.

"Oh. I'm sorry." Alan said sympathetically.

"It is okay." You smile.

I should get some sleep, my children. It is nearly 2 a.m here where I live and I'm half asleep and about to fall asleep with my phone in hand.
Have a good day/night.
Bye!😁😁😁