#theres many reasons why we're dating but this is one of them I feel

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Keep Quiet For Me Noona | Choi Yeonjun

Summary: Roles reverse as Yeonjun asks you to let him take care of you Pairing :f!reader x Yeonjun Word Count: 3k~ Warning: Explicit Language, age gap (four years), Noona kink, oral and fingering (Female receiving) Requested by @pastelpinkjoon and an anon <3 hope you guys like it! Read Keep Quiet For Me for more context~

"Let me make you feel good" I hear the words drip out of Yeonjun's mouth laced with so much seduction that it leaves me wanting to rub my thighs together, and if he wasn't already laying between them I would. 

How did I end up here?

Three months ago

"Noona wait up!" I hear and look over my shoulder to see Yeonjun running up to me. "Oh hi Yeonjun, how are you?" I question when he finally catches up to me while I make my way to sit in our University's quad. "I'm good thanks, I wanted to see if maybe we could hang out sometime?" he asks while also trying to catch his breath. "You want to hang out with me? Why not Jaeyoung? Did you guys fight?" I question confused as to why he suddenly wanted to spend time with me instead of my little brother who also happens to be his best friend. "No we didn't fight or anything like that, I just wanted to spend some time with you!" he says with a bright smile on his face. 

"And why's that?" I ask tilting my head, trying to figure out his exact motives. "Well..." he starts and pauses for a second "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I think you're really pretty and I want to ask you out" he explains scratching the back of his neck, and I can now see how the tips of his ears are turning pink. "Yeonjun you do know I'm four years older than you right?" I say giving him a half smile.

"Yeah I know, I've known you for long enough to at least know that" he says referring to how many years you've know each other (about 7 but who's counting). "Have you talked to Jaeyoung about this?" I question crossing my arms, amused by his behavior. "Well... no" he says with his head drooping. "Yeonjun I don't want to mess up your friendship with my brother just because you have a crush on me. I know you guys are close and I don't want to cause any awkwardness between you two" I finish giving a reasonable answer, hoping that it'll suffice. 

"Well what if he's cool with it?" he questions hoping he can put in some work to change my mind. "You do know who we're talking about right? Plus don't you have any girls your age to date? I'm pretty sure I see a few of them checking you out over there" I say nodding towards the girls that are clearly eyeing him like a piece of meat. "The girls my age are so immature Noona and they're all so shallow. You're a lot prettier than them, plus I've known you for so long and I've liked you for the longest time" he says deciding to just confess.

"Yeonjun I don't know..." I say not really sure how to respond. "Just give me a chance, please? I'll talk to Jaeyoung and make sure he's cool with it!" he pleads quickly hoping I don't brush him off. "Will you say yes then?" he questions with pleading eyes. "I'll think about it..." I say settling on that for now. "Yes! Thank you Noona I promise you won't regret it!" he says and runs off to what I assume is to find Jaeyoung. 

Later that week he comes back to me with his tail between his legs. "He said no didn't he?" I say breaking the ice. "He said it would be weird if I dated his sister and that I wouldn't spend time with him anymore if I did" he relays pouting. "I'm sorry Yeonjun, I'm sure theres a great girl out there for you. Don't worry about me okay? You'll find her one day." I say placing my hand on his shoulder and get up to grab my stuff.

"Where are you going?" he questions with the biggest puppy dog eyes I've ever seen from him. "Aww don't do that! I'm just walking to class, do you wanna walk with me?" I offer hoping this'll perk him up a bit. "Really? Sure!" he says hopping up and taking my bag from me. I try to grab it back but he just holds it up out of my reach and laughs at my attempts of getting it back before I finally concede and just start making my way to the classroom. 

As the weeks went by he continued to walk me to that class every time I had it and I've become fond of our little talks on the short journey there. It's strange that my day feels almost incomplete when he isn't able to do it. "Hi Noona!" Yeonjun says sneaking up on me from behind. "Yeonjun don't do that!" I say placing a hand on my chest to steady myself.

"Sorry I didn't mean to, I think you were just spacing out a bit otherwise you definitely would've seen me" he says with a cheeky smile. I roll my eyes and stand up getting ready to walk to my class, with him trailing behind me before he catches me and takes my bag like always. "Is everything okay?" he asks searching my eyes for answers. "Yeah I'm fine I was just thinking about some things and I got a bit carried away" I explain hopefully easing his mind without giving away too much. 

"What were you thinking about? Anything I can help with?" he says offering me a small smile. "No it's okay don't worry about it, but thank you Yeonjun. You've been so nice to me even though I rejected you and I don't know why you would do something like that" I say voicing some of my thoughts to him. "I just like spending time with you, but if you want to really thank me then you could come to a party that my friend is having this weekend!" He says adjusting the strap on his backpack.

"Who's party is it?" I question curious as to who might be there. "Just one of my friends on the lacrosse team. Jaeyoung isn't gonna be there" he says quickly hoping to get rid of one of my excuses as to why I shouldn't go. "You can bring a friend if you want! It'll be super chill and we can spend some time together outside of school this time" he says rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet, clearly excited but also nervous as to what my response might be. 

"Text me the details and I'll let you know if I'll be able to make it" I settle, not giving him a definitive yes or no. "Okay awesome! I'll text you later?" he questions and I nod at that, taking my bag back from him since we had just reached my class. He smiles at me and walks backwards not wanting to look away from me just yet, clearly excited at the prospect of us finally spending time together other than our short lived journey twice a week. I

wave to him and he waves back right before he bumps into the wall behind him losing his balance for a second. I laugh at his antics and shake my head and walk into class but not before I spare him one more glance and see that despite all of that he's still watching me, waiting for me to walk into class to which I suddenly blush at. 'Wait! Blush? Girl no! Get yourself together, he's your little brother's best friend. He's your friend, stop it' I think to myself shaking off the flustered feeling that started to bloom along with the growing blush on my cheeks.

So that's how it all started, I never thought I would find myself in this position but I can't say that I'm not happy to be here.

"Is that okay?" I hear Yeonjun say, noticing I haven't responded to him since he had offered to continue. "You really don't have to, I didn't do that just because I was expecting you to do the same..." I say trailing off almost feeling a bit shy under his gaze again. "But I want to. Please Noona..." he asks while rubbing circles on my hip with this thumb. "I want to please you" he says while coming back up to me and placing soft kisses all along my neck.

"Let me take care of you" he whispers in my ear and continues to kiss my neck until he hears a sharp inhale from he when he finds a spot that makes my head spin. He licks a long stipe along it and pulls back a bit and blows on it which has me shivering under him. 

"So sensitive" he taunts and before I can open my mouth to say something in return he goes back and starts nipping and kissing that spot again. "Yeonjun" I let out in a breathy tone. "Yes Noona?" he says between kisses. "Please" I whimper feeling a sense of need bubble up inside me again. "Please what?" he asks and comes up to give me a deep kiss that leaves me longing for more. "Touch me" I whisper against his lips.

"What would you like me to do?" he says and starts running his hand up and down my outer thigh. I squirm, trying to get some sort of friction as the need between my legs just keeps building. "Slow down baby, I'll take care of you but if you don't use your words then I won't know how" he says in a teasing tone that has me feeling breathless. "I want your fingers" I let out shyly, now feeling myself slip into a more submissive roll. 

"See that wasn't so hard" he says and takes the hand that has running along my curves and brings it to my abdomen, letting his fingers trail down slowly which has me wanting to beg. "Please" I let out as he continues to tease me as his fingers slip between my legs but only to run along my inner thigh, continuing his pain staking task. "Patience baby, I got you. Can you keep quiet for me Noona? Just like I did for you?" he questions tilting his head at me and I nod waiting for his touch.

"Good girl" he says with a slight upturn of his lips and then I feel him start to run a finger along my slit. My breath hitches, not expecting the contact so quickly. "Shh Noona, that's not quiet" he says in my ear and takes that chance to bite on it softly. I inhale once I feel him start to rub my clit in languid motions. "You're so wet" he says in my ear once more before pulling back to watch my reactions as he inserts one finger. I close my eyes tight and relish in the feeling I've been craving. He rubs my clit while he continues to pump his finger in and out of me, dragging his finger along my walls to add to the pleasure.

"That's it, good girl" he says satisfied with my reactions, "Breathe Noona" he continues as he's noticed that I'm holding my breath, trying my best to keep myself quiet. Once I take a breath in I'm caught off guard by Yeonjun's mouth against mine as well as feeling another finger inserted. He takes the opportunity to go in for a deeper kiss and I whimper into his mouth from the overwhelming stimulation.

He decides to not mention this one and just swallows all of the sounds I let out as he continues to touch me. He feels me squirming and takes note of how hard I'm clenching around his two fingers that he decided to pull them out, ripping away my building orgasm. I whine at the loss of contact and he chuckles at the sound. 

"Seems like you're not very good at keeping quiet Noona, or am I just making you feel too good?" he taunts and goes back to rubbing circles around my clit that is pulsing with need. "Please" I whine losing all sense of self respect, needing to chase that high. "Please what? What do you want?" he taunts, not letting up for a second on his teasing.

"Want your mouth" I pant out feeling that burning sensation building again. "Where do you want it? Here?" he says giving me a kiss. "Down there" I whine and jolt a bit from the feeling of him giving me a quick pinch on my sensitive bud. "Down where? Here?" he says kissing along my collarbone. "Lower" I let out begging for him to hurry. "Here?" he say trailing down my abdomen to my hip, sucking a mark on it and running his tongue along it. "Lower" I let out breathlessly and feel him trace his lips down to the inside of my thigh. 

He lifts his head to make eye contact with me and then blows on my cunt and watches as I squirm from the sensation. He places a hand on my hip and growls for me to stay still and I do my best to settle back down. He leans in closer and licks a long stripe along my slit and I swallow a moan that is desperate to come out and throw my head back onto the pillow. "You taste so sweet Noona" he compliments, making me shy.

"Eyes on me" he says while nuzzling his nose into me and nudging against my clit. He takes a second to look down at my cunt before leaning in and kissing my clit, starting his assault there first. He peers back up at me through his lashes and sees that I still have my eyes on him and he sends me a slight smile before speeding up his movements which has me clenching around nothing.

He runs his tongue from my clit to just above my entrance continuing to tease me to which I whine in protest. "Shh you can take it" he says as he inserts his tongue inside my entrance which has me fisting the sheets. He licks and sucks all over my cunt making me whimper not able to swallow this one down.

"You haven't been a very good listener huh?" he says coming back up and giving me a sideways smile. "But I think I wanna hear your pretty moans now, you sound so cute trying to stay quiet. Let me know how good I'm making you feel" he says before going back down to continue

"Fuck, so good. So so good Yeonjun please" I moan out, finding my voice. He continues and replaces his tongue with two of his fingers which has my hip bucking into them unconsciously. He growls against my cunt and the vibration has me gasping for air along with him nipping at my throbbing clit. "Yeonjun, please" I moan begging him for release and he continues to work harder as he feels my walls clenching around his digits and he add another to coax me along.

My vision goes blurry as I feel myself reaching the edge and my legs start shaking showing that I'm seconds from cumming and he knows. He changes pace and pumps his fingers in and out of me at a rapid pace and replaces his tongue on my clit with his thumb and comes up for air and I moan seeing his face covered in my slick as he utters "Cum for me Noona" which sends me over the edge, toes curling, back arching, legs shaking and moans that I don't even recognize all happening at once as I cum around his fingers while he watches and hovers over me. 

He pumps his fingers a few more times to help me ride it out and brings his mouth down and cleans me up until I'm whining from overstimulation. He places his fingers in his mouth and savors the last bit of my arousal before he comes up and kisses me so I can taste myself on his tongue. I pull him close to me and roll him over so I can take over the kiss for a minute before dropping back onto my back next to him. 

"Fuck" is all I can manage to say while trying to catch my breath, "I told you I could take care of you didn't I?" Yeonjun asks rolling over and propping his head on my chest. "Shut up" I laugh covering my face feeling embarrassed from his close gaze. "Nuh uh no being shy around me Noona, look at me" I do as he asks and he comes closer and gives me a few more lazy kisses and trails them down my neck hoping to get me to relax a bit more. "How are you feeling?" he questions as he feels me start to lose some of the tension in my body. "Fucking fantastic" I respond honestly and he laughs at my honesty. 

"Good, now will you please let me take you out?" he asks now sporting some puppy dog eyes hoping to use them to his advantage, "I don't know..." I trail still not sure. "Come on Noona please, we don't have to do anything else if you think you're gonna regret it" he says feeling a bit insecure now. "Yeonjun no, I don't regret anything" I protest, running my fingers through his hair. "We can both go talk to Jaeyoung if that's what you're worried about. Plus you're his older sister so you shouldn't have to listen to him" he says cuddling in closer to me.

"Do you wan't to go out with me?" he questions softly, clearly feeling vulnerable in this position. After taking a moment to think I finally nod and agree. "Let's talk to Jae tomorrow" I suggest and he jumps on me and kisses me all over. "Are you serious?" he says with eyes sparkling in stark contrast of his intense lustful gaze from a few moments ago. I nod my head and he pulls me even closer and we spend the rest of our time together just talking nonsense until the night ends. 

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long kind of sad gay poast ahead

saw something about loving the unlovable and it got me thinking about how its a central theme in most of my writing. paired with like, isolation, being separate/other, the doomed concept of human connection, being the only person who can love and understand you the way you need, etc - i watched evangelion way too young if you couldnt guess.

anyway and this is due to the fact that a core part of my identity and personality revolves around the fact that i considered myself unlovable for the majority of my life, first unconsciously through childhood neglect, then by choice as some "you cant fire me i quit" teen angst sort of thing, then by a doomed sense of resignation all through college. its a significant part of how i see myself even now after years of working to unlearn it - ive managed to dial it back to "im difficult to love" which still isnt great but yknow. better than it was

which is why i have attachment issues and preferred one night stands for a long time. my romantic relationships (many of them short lived) have been with well meaning partners who assured me constantly that like, even though youre difficult to love its worth it. and that was all nice and good but it made me feel so fraudulent and disgusted with myself because it put me in the position of thinking either 1) this person doesnt actually know me that well at all or 2) i have somehow tricked this person into thinking under all the baggage theres someone worth loving. which is something i find difficult to reconcile with because the baggage is me too. i cant get rid of it. inevitably those people got wise and it ended up not working out.

by now have all these arguments and strategies geared up to explain to people who make the mistake of caring about me that its really not worth the effort, we're better off as friends or acquaintances, etc. im very transparent about the issues i deal with so its all just laid out there from the beginning and im not like, tricking people into being in a relationship with me or whatever by hiding it. ive talked in circles with exes over and over along the general lines of "im difficult to love" > "no youre not" > "i have xyz wrong with me and i push people away, trust me you dont want to deal with this" > "okay well we can work on that, and youll get better and itll be worth it" > "what if i never get better" > "you will, ill help you" > [me relenting bc im unable to dash their hopes and dreams that even if i Get Better im still Me at the core and the things that make me difficult to love are a permanent part of me]

the relationship im in now doesnt even let me get into that. shan is just like, youre not. youre not difficult to love, youre actually very easy to love and it has always been easy to love you, even before we were dating. and i dont have a comeback for that.

even with my usual strategy of "heres an itemized list of all the reasons dating me is a risk" theyre just like well sure, thats difficult for you to deal with, and im sorry its so hard for you, but that doesnt make you difficult to love. the loving is easy. that part has always been easy.

she doesnt treat me like a problem that needs to be solved she doesnt try to be my savior from myself she doesnt give any indication that shes just waiting it out until i reach a certain threshold of acceptable or unacceptable. she just loves me and trusts me to take care of myself, and it places a lot of personal responsibility on me to be better - not for us but for me, because im the only person who can do that and they know it.

its the healthiest relationship ive ever been in and ive never felt so safe and free to be myself. i dont need to live up to any expectations to eventually make myself lovable. im easy to love. hard thing for me to believe in self practice but going back to the inherent disconnect between all humans, who am i to know or control what they consider easy or difficult? i dont judge her when something she finds difficult is easy for me, so why wouldn't the opposite be true?

#started thinking about this first thing in the morning for some reason #i think because im moving again and its making me think of the last time i moved #out of the house i shared with my ex #something about grief being cyclical idk #pin talks #im doing a lot of posting and not a lot of packing. lol

[sankarin]

@eeriestatic replied:

Osgood is better sffgc

hell yeah he is, good taste

get in my bed and spread them

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Writing prompts!

So I just reached 100 followers and I am BEYOND happy YALL. So heres 100 prompts for people to send me asks with! Send as many numbers as you want in one and I'll make a blurb from it. (And by blurb I mean I will grow attatched to your request and write a whole fic on it probably lmao) THIS WAS PREVIOUSLY MY 100 FOLLOWER THIBG BUT IM BRINGING PROMPTS BACK FOR REQUESTS.

FYI no matter when you are seeing this, request. I don't care. I'm always up for inspiration. :))))

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These probably wont be blurbs and will be longer!

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Breakfast Club

HARRY POTTER

Spencer Reid / MGG

The Maze Runner

Buzzfeed Unsolved

Spiderman

Barry Allen

Theres a list of who I write best for on my page!! ^^^^

1. "I told you not to read that."

2. "Sir, this is for children only."

3. "Are you kidding me? We're not 'fine'!"

4. "Whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no!"

5. "Hey... what's wrong with your face?"

6. "You look a lot different from your profile picture."

7. "Are you going to keep walking by my house, or are you going to come in?"

8. "Dude, it's three in the morning."

9. "I can't believe I use to think he was attractive."

10. "Actually, you *are* speaking to the manager."

11. "This isn't going to be a typical best man's speech."

12. "According to this, you owe them eighty thousand dollars."

13. "That's the worst reason I've ever heard to have a baby."

14. "I didn't even recognize you!"

15. "You're Satan."

16. "I need a place to stay."

17. "It's six o'clock in the morning, you're not having vodka."

18. "Safety first. What are you? FIVE?"

19. "This is girl talk, so leave."

20. "You're bleeding all over my carpet."

21. "Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now."

22. "Hold still."

23. "You're not interested, are you?"

24. "Oh honey, I'd never be jealous of you."

25. "I'm telling you, I'm haunted."

26. "Touch her again and I'll break your wrist."

27. "Don't look behind you, hurt that guy is checking you out."

28. "I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend."

29. "Quick! Kiss me!"

30. "Just shut up and kiss me."

31. "I hate high school reunions."

32. "I think I picked up your coffee by mistake."

33. "I've never felt this way before... and it scares the shit out of me."

34. "Wait a second, are you jealous?"

35. "This is by far the stupidest plan you've ever had. Of course I'm in."

36. "You never told me you had a fucking twin."

37. "Am I suppose to be scared of you?"

38. "You're hiding something from me."

39. "A wedding?"

40. "Where would someone hide in a town like this?"

41. "H-how long have you been standing there?"

42. "Is this skirt suppose to be this short? I kinda feel like a french whore" *

43. "Oh fuck off."

44. "When did you take that?"

45. "I hid it."

46. "Stop trying to look cool in paparazzi pictures, you look like a dumbass." *

47. "Can you stop laughing?"

48. "You look like a reptile from this angle. Lizard? Snake? Turtle? I just can't decide." *

49. "You have a dirty mind."

50. "You guys are lame."

51. "I don't know. Resurrection maybe?"

52. "This is a safe space." "What the hell are you talking about?" "SAFE SPACE!"

53. "Just stab him."

54. "I'm in dire need of assistance."

55. "I'm gonna die in an elevator full of idiots."

56. "Shoot me."

57. "I feel like you know." *

58. "You're making me dizzy."

59. "I don't want any excuses, they must have the hottest date ever."

60. "Are you with him because it's easy?"

61. "Dibs!" *

62. "If we die, I'm going to kill you."

63. "Do you think you could just go *one* day without pissing me off?"

64. "Your hands are really soft." *

65. "We've become the clingy newlyweds you've always complained about."

66. "Pregnant?"

67. "We are SO much cuter than them."

68. "Wanna go for a drive?"

69. "Is there a reason you're blushing like that?"

70. "Sleep over? Please?"

71. "Are we on a date right now?"

72. "Am I your lockscreen?" "You weren't suppose to see that."

73. "Well I think you're beautiful."

74. "Your feet are so cold!"

75. "You come here often?" "Well I work here, so I'll have to say yes."

76. "You met me yesterday though?" "Yes, and I would die for you in one second. Next question."

77. "I can't stop smiling."

78. "Did you see it?"

79. "Don't leave me alone."

80. "Have you ever kissed anyone before?"

81. "You didn't tell me your friend was cute! Now what am I gonna do?"

82. "How can you drink that stuff?"

83. "Stop apologizing for other people! You aren't the shitty one!"

84. "I just wanna be swept off my feet. Is that so much to ask?"

85. "Oh, my ankle! It must be broken!" *wink wink*

86. "These heels are peeling off my **skin**. But yes, keep complaing about your tie you whine ass." *

87. "I don't want to ruin your party."

88. "Could you just come get me?"

89. "Now I have to start counting all over again!"

90. "Do you talk to your mother with that mouth?"

91. "You are very endearing while you are half-asleep."

92. "But I want to hear you sing!"

93. "No- Mom- don't tell him I said that. Wait!" *

94. "And you wonder why you are still single."

95. "Somebodys cranky." "Somebody needs to shut up."

96. "She's hot. But she's evil."

97. "Pinky promise!"

98. "I'd rather jump out that window. But thanks." *

99. "Hello, sunshine."

100. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

BONUS:

Prompts based on things my best friend has said (changed a little bit for context)

1b. "Man, I hope this ice melts soon."

2b. "Holy SHIT the Disney World parking lot is packed."

3b. "Those tree lights are burning my retinas."

4b. "These are fun to work with." "Not to eat." "No!"

5b. "I mean, I could hit a kid with a car."

6b. "You up? I need to call you! It's not bad it's just kinda funny!"

7b. "Wow I can't imagine being that rich! How old are the kids, maybe I can date one."

8b. "The oldest I would go? 98 I think, for money purposes."

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Fatal | Mobster!Tom x OC!

Summary: Violet Thorne and Tom Holland are both on opposing sides in the midst of a mob war. What happens when fatal collides with dangerous?

t w o

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"Dad, I don't know what you want me to do here!" Violet sighed loudly throwing her hands in the air. Her father watching her pace back and forth infront of his desk.

"My love, I don't understand why you insist on me giving my seat to your brother. You are my first born thus, it's yours," he explained in a hushed tone.

"I want out of this dad! I've been trying to get out of this! And I can't do that i-if you keep dragging me back in!" Violet didn't understand how her father couldn't comprehend what she's been trying to say for the past hour.

The skin on her arm felt raw. Her nails dragged across it continuously since the topic was brought up.

"Then explain to me why, Violeta!" He stood slamming his hands on the dark oak desk.

Violet knew he had a rule about speaking to his children calmly, reserving his assertive voice for their enemies and prisoners.

He was always a gentle man around her and her brothers, some would say you wouldn't be able to tell he ran a mob while he was around his children. This circumstance was a rarity in her family.

So she stood and let the silence envelope the room.

"Exactly my point. You have no reason for wanting to be out of the business. Not a valid one anyway."

When in fact she did.

Her whole life Violet watched her brothers grow up like soldiers. As soon as they could walk, a gun was placed into their hands and the boys were taught how to shoot.

She didn't want a family like that. She's terrified to have a family like that.

"This could all be yours, my love. This...this empire was built on first borns, you are to continue it on. I'm growing old, Violeta. I need you to take my place. Especially when we're in the midst of a war."

"A war?"

"The Hollands have been crossing multiple mob boundaries in the past months. They're making alliances with the Diaz mob and broke their truce with the Rizzos. They're expanding. I can't do this on my own, Violeta."

"Pappa but you're not on your own..theres five other boys in the house waiting to take your spot. Leo has a knack for this, Dad. Use him!"

He chuckled lowly, "We both know you'd give Leonardo a run for his money."

"That's not my point. What I am saying is tha-" Violet was cut off by Luca, the youngest of the six, as he swung the wooden doors open doors open.

"We found the mole," was all he said before turning around and leaving.

"Mole? What mole?" Violet walked with her father out of his office, confusion written all over her face.

"Some of our info was leaked and other mobs got ahold of our shipments, drug and weapon outlets, even some safe houses." She could feel her father getting angrier as she reached the basement of their mansion.

"What?!"

Angelo, the third oldest joined them, "We found a usb full of our shipment dates and outposts. It was a cook, says the Hollands sent him."

Of course it was

She watched her father take out knives and guns as he headed for the lowest floor. The mere smell of that place made her stomach churn.

"You coming?" Angelo stopped midstep and turned to her.

"Yeah I'm just gonna save myself the trouble and head out for the day," Violet backed away from the flight of stairs.

"Hey Vi..just so you know, you're gonna have to suck it up one day, this job has no place for personal morals," Angelo turned around and decended the stairs, leaving Violet chewing at her lip.

What if he was right?

What if she really just needed to suck it up?

What if this was meant for her?

What if

What if

What if

Wh-

"Earth to Violet!" Leo waved a hand infront of her face.

The raven haired girl was dragged out of her own throughts.

"Tom wants to talk to you." Leo whispered, afraid that their father someone would hear.

Violet's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Tom? Tom Holland?"

"Yes Tom Holland! Who else!" Her brother sighed in annoyance, "He sent a letter this morning, good thing I got to it before Dad."

A light blue envelope was placed in her hand.

"A letter? Guy doesn't own a phone?" she scoffed, eyes skimming through the writing, the letters were smooth and neat, contrasting the many wrinkles on the paper.

"He's traditional I guess. Whatever. It just says he wants to meet with you to discuss some things blah blah blah...some thing about weapons yadda yadda.." Leo talked animatedly. His hands always waving around as he spoke.

"Why not Dad? I'm not in charge."

"Dad has it out for him, he's paranoid these days. Thinks everyone's out to get him."

"And what if it's a trap?"

"I'll have men tail you for protection, but other than that I think this is you know...good."

"Good? Good how?"

"Look, I don't wanna see this war that Pappa's been talking about happen. People will die. If theres a way to stop it, I think only you can pull it off."

"As much as I'm flattered, there's no point in me talking to him. I'm not taking Dad's place."

Leo rolled his eyes at his stubborn sister.

"No one said anything about that! Just go talk to him and see what he wants!"

"Fine."

"Yes!"

"But-"

"Oh no."

"You have to handle that southwest gang of criminals scamming our casinos."

"Ugh."

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"Have they replied?" Tom asked as Harrison walked into the room.

"She's on her way now, actually. Eager girl," Harrison chuckled. "What do you want with her anyway?"

"Nothing harmful. Just trying to see if she could hold her own." Tom smirked as the burn of scotch travelled down his throat.

Violet rolled up to the front of the Holland mansion, a bit bigger than the Thorne's but then again, who's keeping track these days? Right?

Sam Holland walked to the car and opened the door for Violet. "Miss Thorne."

Violet took his hand and bent to look back at her driver in the car.

"When should I pick you up ma'am?"

"I'll call for you, Artie. Thank you." she smiled gratefully and followed the twin into the house.

"Bring a weapon with you, Thorne?" Harrison called from the top of the foyer.

"You think I'm gonna go into enemy territory without one?" she retorted. "Whoa! Kid! What're you doing!"

"Can't take any chances." Sam began to pat her down staring from her waist.

"Think we're gonna roll and show our bellies just cos you're a woman?" Harrison chuckled.

"I was counting on it.." she pouted as Sam seized her gun.

"Now there's no need for that ,Sammy." All of a sudden Tom appeared next to Harrison and started decending the stairs. "Don't you know how to treat a lady?" He grinned at her, "Let her keep the gun."

"Tom-"

"Let her keep the gun." Venom dripped from Tom's voice as he spoke slowly, "After all, this is just a casual talk right?" His eyes moved to hers, an ominous meaning behind his words unsettled her but stayed holding his gaze.

"Sure is." she took her gun back and slipped it on the band on her jeans as Tom looked behind her and whispered, "Then tell your men to turn around and go home."

Violet's heart dropped to her stomach and turned, the men Leo had sent with her we're parked outside the gates of the mansion, headlights turned off and obvious guns in hand. She sighed and called her brother.

"Yeah?"

"Tell them to go home." she said simply into the phone as Tom smirked at her.

"Vi, you can't be serious."

"Just do it."

She hung up the phone and threw a taunting smile at the boys before her.

"Follow me." Tom led Violet up the stairs and into what she assumed was his office. Much like her father's, the office was very manly and dark.

Taking a seat infront of his desk she asked, "Why am I here, Holland?"

"I want a cut of your drug profits." Tom said simply.

"And what do I get in return?" Violet leans forward to place her forearms on the desk.

"Safe travels. I know that for years your family has been funneling your weapons through my side of the city to get to them across the Atlantic. And for years my guys have been giving you trouble," Violet nods, pouring herself her own cup of scotch, "All I'm asking for is say..20% of your drug profits and I let your guys through with no hassle."

Violet finally breaks eye contact with Tom and doubles over in laughter, catching the mob boss off guard.

"20%?! Ha! You're delusional." She scoffs at him.

He stared at her with a look of both amusement and annoyance.

"Mr. Holland," Violet recollected herself as she sat with poise, sharp eyes looking at the man before her, "did you know that my family runs America's biggest underground drug cartel? We have 8 different bases across the country, and 2 abroad. Bringing in approximately twenty-million dollars a year each. You're asking me to cut 20% of my 200 million a year to..what," she did the math quickly in her head as Tom gaped at her in disbelief, "$160,000,000 for safe travels, as you put it, for one of our outposts?You've gone insane. Your men aren't anything mine can't handle. Now if you'll excuse me."

Tom ran his calloused hands up and down his face in exhaustion. Man she was a hassle.

"Wait."

Violet sat back down and looked at him in boredom.

"15%"

"Eight."

"Thirteen."

"Six."

"Fifteen."

"Six."

"Twelve."

"Three."

Tom cussed outloud and leaned back in his chair. "8% and I'll tell you what the Rizzo's down south are planning."

"Why would I care about some shithole mob?" Violet scoffed at his poor attempt to negotiate.

"They're trying to kill you."

Tom saw that what he said piqued the stubborn girls interest.

"Fine. 16 million a year. Now, tell me more."

Tom inwardly smirked at this, "They think that killing you would kill your empire. They know Robert would never give his seat to anyone else. And they also know you're refusing to take it. If you're gone..all they have to do is wait for your dad to die and your mob along with it."

The room was filled with silence as a million thoughts ran through Violet's mind.

"Huh," she chuckled.

She's laughing? Why would she be laughing at the fact someone's trying to kill her? Tom thought to himself.

"Guess that's just another thing on my list," she got up and slid her coat on, "enjoy your sixteen million, Holland."

"Pleasure doing business with you, Violet." The pair shook hands before Violet said, "Buy your share under a different name, my dad would never sell to a Holland."

"Will do," Tom walked her to the front door, "And for the record..I wouldn't mind you being the business, Violet. You'd be a worthy opponent." Tom complimented her genuinely.

Violet only looked back at him, winking she said, "You bet your sweet ass I'd be."

Tom chuckled as the click of her heels faded and Harrison was at his side.

"So...?"

"Ferocious that one.. smart too." Tom had a sly smile decorating his face.

"But I've got her right where I want her."

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