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Kidnapped

I’m back and feeling better!

Pairing: Mob!Roman Reigns x Spoiled!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of Gun and Killing. That’s really it.

Word Count: 1,871

Summary: You go shopping one day and get kidnapped by Roman’s enemies, but you warn them, that they made a grave mistake.

A/N: Requested by: @bloodripleygal Hope I met your expectations. Hope You Enjoy! (Btw sorry the end sucked, I just wanted to get this out and felt like I kept the requester waiting for too long.)

You were currently in you and your husbands, Roman's shared room. You were digging in the closet, trying to find something to wear, but nothing caught your attention. Yeah, you did just go shopping about 2 hours ago, but there's never enough clothes for you.

You we're what people called, a spoiled brat. When you didn't get what you wanted, you would cry, whine, hit, do anything in your power to get that thing. And 9 times out of 10 you would get it, and that's because of your husband

Roman Reigns.

He's the most fear man in the world and he will do anything for you. It might sound good being married to a mafia boss. You get expensive clothes, eat good food, get anything that hasn't even been released yet, there's just so many things, but there are bad things as well.

Such as, his enemies. He has rivalries against many people and if they want to get under his skin, they go afteryou instantly. There has been times where they tried attacking you, but nothing has worked because he makes sure to have high security on you at all times.

Sometimes, you wish you didn't need security guards everywhere. It made you feel like a child. You huffed as all the dresses in the closet we're on the floor. You walked out the room and grabbed your keys. "Charles go clean the room." You demanded the butler. He sped walked up to the room fast.

You also loved having the power when it come to demanding people. You got in your Black Rolls Royce and made your way to his office. He might be in a meeting, but who cares? You need new clothes.

You walked through the door and all eyes were on you. Everyone tracked your moves as your heels clicked on the tile floor. As you stood outside door, you could hear yelling from Roman. You smiled and opened the door. His eyes snapped to the door, ready to yell at whoever came in. "What are you-" He then saw you and softened his expression.

You walked over, behind him and rubbed his chest. "Hey, baby." You saw how all the clients looked confused at how a girl can make him calm down. "Hey love, why are you here?" He grabbed your wrist and pulled you in his lap. "Babe, worst thing ever! I don't have any clothes to wear!" Roman shook his head.

"Didn't you just go shopping, like 2 hours ago?" You nodded your head while pouting. "Please babe, everything in the closet is hideous!" You over exaggerated. "Ok, fine." He pulled out his card from his pocket in his suit. "Go shopping and buy whatever your little heart desires." You squealed and hugged him. "Thanks babe." You got up to leave, but you heard Roman.

"Solo, go with her." You let out a groan. "Ro, I don't need a bodyguard, just let me go on my own. Please?" You looked back. "No. You need someone to be with you, Solo." He motioned, but you weren't gonna give up. "Just this one time. Come on, babe I'll be quick, just give me 20 minutes and I'll call you."

Roman thought about it for a moment, if you called him, he would know that your safe. "Fine, but just this one time." You smiled and an over to him before jumping on his lap. "Thank you, thank you baby. I love you." He nodded his head before you left out.

You walked out the building with a huge smile on your face and got in your car, but little did you know, a man dressed in all black was standing behind a building, with binoculars, watching you. "She going now."

Who was this man?

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Pulling up at the store you wanted to go to, you exited out the car and walked in. You saw some jewelry and went over to it. You bought a couple of rings and brackets before walking to the lingerie. Roman has been wanting you to buy lingerie so you two can 'be in the moment'. You picked up a red lacey set before going to try them on.

A lady was standing by the changing room. "Excuse me, can I get a room?" The lady looked over at you and straightened her posture. "Y-yes ma'am."' You smirked at how scared she got. You entered the changing room and began taking off your clothes. You put it in and turned to the side in the mirror and noticed a figure under the light of the door.

You took a moment and started at it for a minute, but it went away. Maybe a person walking by? You thought. You wanted to get some pictures to send to Roman, but the lighting in the room was bad. You opened the door and took a picture in the mirror, but then everything went black?

You could hear somewhat of a muffled voice speaking. The mysterious man bend down and picked up your phone and sent the photo to Roman with the text. 'Like what you see.' He threw your phone on the floor, making it shatter into pieces before picking you up and dragging you in a car.

His phone ringed. "Yeah, I got her boss."

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You woke up to your head pounding and a slight ring in your ears. You tried moving your body, but felt held back, looking around you found yourself in a chair, with ropes on your wrist and legs. You heard a door open and a black figure appeared in from to f you.

"Oh, your awake now." You couldn't tell who the person was, but they did sound familiar. "You made a huge mistake, kidnapping me!" You warned, but only got a low chuckle. "Are you sure about that? Y'know, this isn't the first time I've tried getting you." That one sentence gave away the person’s identity.

Your husband’s enemy, Brock Lesnar.

Brock has been going after Roman for a couple of months now and ever since Roman beat him last time, Brock hasn't been able to get over it. "Brock?" That's when the light turned on and he had a huge smile on his face. "Such a smart and pretty girl, now I see why Roman keeps you around." Was that supposed to be an insult?

You didn't care whatever that statement was supposed to be because all you knew is that it wouldn't be long until Roman came busting down the door with his guards. Yeah, you will get yelled at and probably will never be able to leave the house on your own again, but your not focused on that right now.

"Keep all the talk, but Roman will come for me and it will be over for you just like Summerslam." You could see the anger rise in him by the expression in his face. "You got a lot of mouth, you know?" You just smiled, making him even more mad. "Yeah, I wouldn't be married to a mafia boss, would I?" He scoffed before leaving the room.

Roman's POV

It's been way more than 20 minutes and I was just about to call quits and go to the store my damn self, but then I got a text. Pulling out my phone and quickly typing the password it was a text from Y/n with an image. I clicked on it and felt anger rose inside me.

It was a picture of Y/n in lingerie, but that wasn't, what caught my attention. It was the fact you could see a black figure about to hit her in the head with something.

If you connect two and two together: there is a figure in her photo, about to hit her and that now, she isn't answering her phone. Something bad has happened. I got up fast, ignoring all the confused murmurs, coming from the clients. "Come on boys, Y/n has been taken." The rest of the Bloodline got up fast, getting their guns and rushing out to the car.

Normal POV

You sat in the chair, humming a song you were listening too in the car. "Shut up, will you!" Brock yelled. "What's the matter, Brock? I'm not doing anything wrong." You flashed doe eyes at him and started laughing. "Your laughing like this is funny, but when I get up out this chair I-" He was cut off by the sound of yelling and shooting.

"He's here." You singsonged with a smile. Brock grit his teeth. "You better not make a sound!" He rushed over to the corner and pulled out a gun. He walked back over and untied you before wrapping his arm around your throat. "Y/n! Y/n! Where are you?!" You could hear Roman yelling for you, and as much as you wanted to yell out, Brock was trying to choke you to death.

"R-r-o!" You squirmed around, trying to get out of Brock’s hold, but nothing worked. “What did I say!” Brock said, gritting through his teeth. He was a little scared because last time Roman didn’t let him off so easily so imagine how he’ll be now. You kicked him in the balls and ran to the door.

“Roman! I’m in here!” You banged on the door and tried opening it, but it must’ve of been locked from the outside. “I’ve gave you many chances, but now I’m done being nice.” Brock walked over to you and snatched you back, making you land on the floor with a groan. He walked over and cocked his gun.

“Let’s see what Roman will have to say when he finds your dead body.” You squeezed your eyes shut, tightly. ‘This is it’ you thought. If you listened to Roman you wouldn’t be in this situation. All of a sudden a gun shot erupted around the room, following a loud thud.

It couldn’t be you because you could hear your loud, heavy breathing. “Y/n!” Roman dropped his gun and rushed over to you. You just sat there in shock as Roman help you, asking you if you were ok. The rest of the Bloodline came in, checking the surroundings. You were close, close from dying all because you wanted to be independent and didn’t want to feel like a child.

“Your never getting out my sight again.” Roman promised, with his grip getting tighter. The boys went over to clean the body up, but Roman stopped him. “No, no, we’re gonna take the body to his wife so she can see what he did to himself.” It sounded cold, from what Roman was saying, but you knew he didn’t care.

He didn’t care about the victims families because he only killed the person for a reason and Brock deserved it more than anyone Roman has faced.

You two went home after a long care ride of Roman holding you and telling you how much he loved you and how he wouldn’t know what to do if he hadn’t found you in time. You also can’t forget the scolding he did.

Truth be told, you’re never going anywhere without a bodyguard. You learned your lesson.

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