Balthazar Bratt x reader

Chapter 3

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"GOD DAMN IT SHUT THAT SHIT OFF Y/N!" Y/n rolled over to turn her alarm off but rolled straight off the bed.

A pang of pain and confusion crashed over her body and brain like a wave on a beach. THE DIAMOND! She frantically searched her whole room to no avail.

Finally, after sitting down on her bed in anger and defeat she noticed a piece of folded paper sitting next to her alarm clock on her bedside desk.

When did that get there? I swear if Lew came in here and stole the diamond from me I will murder him.

She opened the paper to see a cute little note with music notes drawn all over the page. Strange. Lew doesn't like music. She thought and started to read the note.

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Dear n/n, I would first like to apologize for not talking to you in so long. But I will not apologize for taking back what's mine. We will meet again very soon my little singer~

~B

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(Just pretend that there are little music notes on the paper.)

"What kind of joke is this? LEWIS L/N! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE NOW!" Lewis very angrily stomped his ass into your room and slammed your bedroom door open.

"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT USING OUR LAST NAMES DUDE!? NO ONE CAN KNOW OUR REAL NAMES! and what the HELL do you want?!" Y/n stood up forgetting that she was only wearing an oversized shirt, but luckily it covered her ass.

"What did you do with the diamond dude. I saw your stupid little note. Give it back. Now" Lewis looked at y/n confused and first and then when he realized she didn't have it he freaked out.

"WHERE DID YOU PUT THE DIAMOND YOU IDIOT! AND I DIDN'T WRITE YOU ANY NOTE! GOD Y/N YOU ALWAYS LOSE SHIT! WHAT DID THE DAMN NOTE SAY!?"

She grabbed the note and handed it to him so he could read it. At first, he looked with confusion asking "B? Who the fuck is that?" Then he realized that only one person he had ever met called his sister his little singer.

"HOLY FUCK! BALTHAZAR BRATT SNUCK IN THE HIDEOUT LAST NIGHT AND STOLE THE DIAMOND!" He ran into the living room and flipped the t.v over to the news.

And sure enough, the news Anker lady was on talking about the Dumont Diamond.

"Breaking News! The Dumont Diamond has been stolen! Everyone except one person claims it was Balthazar Bratt. That person being Balthazar himself. He sent this video to the news station this morning." A video started to play on the t.v of Balthazar talking.

"Hello people of the world, it's me! You all know who I am. I am here to confirm I stole the Dumont Diamond. But not from the museum. I stole it from an old friend that beat me to it last night. Speaking of her, my little singer, I know you're listening. I would like to start a little competition between us. Let's see who has the diamond by your 23rd birthday. I hope to see you very soon my little singer~"