AntiXReader| what're you doing to me?
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  • Reads 284
  • Votes 8
  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 1m
Ongoing, First published Mar 14, 2019
Mature
Anti is someone you meet at a city club and he sees something in you he never thought he could see. You're infatuating to him he starts to question himself and his ability to be ruthless. 
UPDATE: I suppose I should really warn about intense talk of torture, sexual tension, and gore of it comes to that. This is gonna get weird just bear with me.

A/n:I'm writing this story because I can't find anything like it and I enjoy writing stories that are like I want to read. I'm sure if it's something I want, someone else may as well but maybe not be able to articulate it.
Also I may change the story a bit from a xreader type story and I may give the main character a name. If you'd like me to keep it like this or make it a full blown story with names filled in please let me know!
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You just finished your last day of art school and decide to go out with a couple of friends.You all decide to go to a pub in the nearest town. You meet a man with green hair and a blue sweatshirt in the seat next to you, and only share a few words. You finish up at the pub, and you and your friends split up and walk to each of your houses. You feel someone watching you. You decide to ignore it, but you chose...poorly. Who is the man you met at the pub? Well...you'll find out soon. "'Hey there lass!' The man said as he caught you."