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•Toxic Pleasure•(M) Mark x reader x Haechan •

Pairing: Haechan x reader x Mark ft. Yeonjun

Genre: smut;fluff;love triangle;Mafia au

Warnings: angst, making out

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A week had passed since the "event" in the bathroom, Y/n felt embarrassed. The way Yeonjun witnessed her and the 2 others go all out on each other sent a cold chill up her spine. Her own best friend, witnessing her do such sultry, and not with one guy, but two.

What made it even worse is that the two stayed together. So, seeing him or even coming into contact with him made her feel shame. She couldn't even look him in the eye, afraid she might see a look of disappointment. Since she's an official member of their gang now, it's hindering how they do their mob work. The other member's have taken a notice to this and wonder why, asking her what's wrong, but she's always switching the subject.

Meanwhile, with dream, Jaemin had caught on immediately to what happened with them, seeing the 4 enter the room at the same time with uncomfortable gestures and awkward glances around the room. The day after, he confronted Haechan about it and teased him. "You sure had your fun with Mark hyung, haven't you? I bet you were turned on more when Yeonjun barged in on you three fucking the shit out of her!" He laughed uncontrollably. Haechan just frowned at him with a "Shut up." mumbling from his mouth. "What are you two talking about?" Mark asked as he entered the living room. Since that night, Mark had been trying to forget about what had happened, feeling as if his ego is getting in the way of his reputation all because of some mysterious woman he became fuck buddies with for a little while. "Oh, nothing. Just how you two were getting freaky with Y/n in the bathroom and getting caught!" Jaemin smirked. "Okay, and?" Mark deadpanned, earning the younger to gape at his reply. "That's in the past, so stop talking about it and meet me and the others in the meeting room." Mark ordered,. earning a bewildered look from Haechan. The two followed their leader, giving glances at one another from time to time. They sat in their chairs and gave Mark their undivided attention.

"Tomorrow night, our drug dealer will land from China. We must be prepared for anything that tries to sabotage us in the process." Mark stared with a serious face expression. "You're referring to your little fuck friend, am I right?" Jeno smirked as Mark glared at him. "Not just her. But other mobsters." Mark gritted. He gave his attention to the quiet Renjun in the room. "I want you to make sure that no one gets in our way that night, watch everything carefully." The Blue haired demand, earning a nod from the younger. "Tomorrow we will succeed in this mission, no matter what it takes." Determined Mark said.

・❥・

"I'm sorry, what?" Y/n blurted in bewilderment. "Are you death? He wants us to kill Mr. Lee. We need to get you some hearing aids, Jesus." Beomgyu rolled his eyes. "Your sister heard me fine." Mr. Choi said to his son. "When and what time?" Yeonjun spoke. "Tomorrow, at night. I wanted to hire masked beauty, but I just can't get in contact with her." "We'll gladly do it for you, Mr. Choi." Yeonjun nodded. Y/n stood there in nervousness. "Isn't Mr. Lee, the father of the leader of DREAM?" Y/n asked in hesitation. "Yes, what's it to you?" Her father asked in suspicion. "N-nothing."

Yeonjun, who had realized the situation, stared at his friend. After discussing details about the assassination, the six made it back to their base. Y/n planned on shutting her self away once they arrived, but was surprised when Yeonjun pulled her into his room and locked the door behind him. "Let's talk." He said as he pushed y/n down on the bed. She plopped onto the edge of his bed, with him standing in front of her with his arms crossed. "You've been avoiding me ever since the threesome I caught you three having." He began. Y/n winced at the mentioning of it. "What's wrong, are you ashamed, embarrassed? I've seen you're area before so I know it's not that. So tell me, what is it?" He confronted.

"It's hard to explain. Can we talk about this later?" She mumbled. "Yeah, not gonna pressure you. I've pulled you in here to talk about the mission. "I know how you feel about this. It being Mark's dad and shit." He said as he sat beside her. "I'm having mixed emotions. I shouldn't care about his dad, right? Father's voice keeps playing in my head. How he wanted me to do the job instead." She expressed, Yeonjun nodding in understanding. "Maybe you should sit this mission out." He suggested, but y/n refused. "I'll do it," she sighed. She got up from her friends bed and opened the bedroom door, only for Beomgyu's body to fall down. "What the fuck?" Beomgyu stood up and pointed at his leader. "I got my eye on you." He said in a serious tone before causally walking away. The two friends looked at each other before rolling their eyes.

Y/n made her way into her room, closing the door carefully, and took out her phone. She dialed a number and put the phone up to her ear. It ranged a couple of times before the person picked up.

"Wow, look who's calling. What do you need, kitten?" The person on the other end asked.

"Haechan, we need to talk..."

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As y/n took a sip of her tequila, a figure sat beside her and rested his arm on the bar counter, laying his head in his palm. "Wanna order a drink? It's going to be awhile." she said as she looked at the confused male. "Oh, so we're not fucking? What's up?" Haechan asked. The two were at the bar that was inside black beauty's condo. "Nice place you got here by the way." The male compliments as he looks at the interior design around him. "Thanks. Now let's get straight to the point." The female sat straight in her seat and put her attention directly on Haechan's.

"My father wants your father dead." She said seriously. Silence filled the room, until Haechan broke it with his loud laughter. "That's funny. You called me here just for that?" He asked, hoping it wasn't true. The female nodded and Haechan's playful smile dissolved into a frown. "Go ahead, do it. He's not my biological father anyways." Haechan looked down darkly. "But he is Mark's, and you know he loves him very much." She brought up, causing Haechan to roll his eyes. The annoyed male stood from his stool and bended down to y/n's face level. "That's the reason you called me, isn't it? So you won't hurt your precious Mark?" Haechan asked coldly. " He's nothing but a daddy's boy who believes every shitty lie that comes out that bastard's mouth..." He hissed as he turned around.

A smirk grew on his face before looking at the beauty in front of him. Bending down once more he quickly grabbed y/n by the chin and connected his plump lips with hers, taking her aback. He pulled away and looked down. "Here's a deal. I'll kill him myself and you tell your dad that you guys did it." "But how will that work when I have to do it with Txt?" She asked in bewilderment. Just leave it to me, kitten." He winked before kissing her once again. She joined in, memorized by the lust for her and the anger formed from her father.

The two made out, tongue deep into each other's mouths. Haechan picked her up and brought her to the couch that was in the living room. Sitting down with her on his lap, he continued kissing her, biting at her tongue, and her moaning in pleasure, turning him on more and more. He slid his hands up her blouse, touching up and down her smooth skin, groping her breast.

But something felt wrong to y/n...

For the first time, she felt uneasy. What was wrong with her? She didn't know, but she felt off. She wasn't so lust filled as usual, yet disgusted in herself. She quickly pulled away from the kiss and grabbed Haechan's forearms. "Let's stop. Something isn't right."

"What do you mean?" Haechan asked. Y/n stood up from his lap and sighed. "I feel uncomfortable," she muttered. Haechan looked at the stressed woman in front of him. "What the hell?" He began. "This isn't you. Are you really that bothered?" He smirked, a wave of pain striking his lustful heart at the sight of her. "I don't know what it is..." She said as she approached the bar stool in front of her and sat on it, grabbing her drink from earlier.

"I just feel for Mark, I guess." She chuckled bitterly before taking a sip. The concerned male looked at her with disgust. "Really? That fucking bastard?!" Haechan asked coldly. "His father is getting what he deserves." He said, standing from the couch and making his way toward the entrance door. "Maybe once the job is done, you'll go back to normal. Because this new you doesn't sit right with me." He grimaced before walking out, leaving the female with guilt towering over her.

As he drove back to his base, Haechan argued with his feelings. Feelings of rage from his "father", jealousy of y/n's feelings about his leader, and concern about her well-being. 

Once he arrived he was greeted by a busy Mark, who was suspicious of the younger's actions of leaving. "Oh, you're still up?" Haechan rolled his eyes as he passed Mark. "Where were you?" Mark asked seriously. "What's it to you?" "Just want to know since you left unannounced." Mark frowned. "That's none of your business. Now if you excuse me, I'm off to bed." Haechan started making his way upstairs to his room, Mark's eyes following his presence.  

Mark sighed and continued with his work. And that work was finding out who Masked Beauty's true identity. The busy male's heart was going off the charts. No sign of his once fuck buddy anywhere worried him for some unknown reason. That threesome he had with Haechan and y/n bothered him too. It made him feel relieved for some reason, and he couldn't put his finger on it. 

"Where the fuck are you, Masked Beauty?..."

・❥・

The day of the assassination came in a blur. It was currently night time, and Mr. Lee was in his secluded office, doing work and upcoming request for his drug dealing. An unexpected knock came upon his door, making him look up in suspicion. "Come in." He ordered, getting his pistol ready under his desk in case there was some enemy.

The door slowly opened and once revealing who was behind it, he put it away. "Oh, it's you." He said with and agitated tone and continue doing work. "What do you want?" He asked sternly. "Nothing in particular." Haechan rolled his eyes. "Then why visit me, dumbass?" Mr. Lee asked unamused. "Because, I'm doing this for a special friend." Haechan smirked as he leaned against the wall. Mr. Lee looked up at his adopted son in confusion. "Do what?"

Haechan whipped out his gun and pointed it straight at his father's face. "Getting rid of you." He said darkly. Mr. Lee smirked at him and sat back in his office chair, arms cross. "Well, would you look at that, Donghyuck finally found his balls." He chuckled. "Well than go ahead. Shoot me. I'm sure Taeyong wouldn't care if his father was dead. He doesn't even deal with me, his own father anymore. And Mark would be devastated, and angered once he finds out who did it." Mr. Lee spat. Haechan face flushed red with rage.

"Who gives a fuck about Mark! He's just a bitch ass dummy who can't see past your fucked up lies. If he knew how you treated everyone else, especially me, I'm sure he wouldn't give two fucks if I put a bullet through your head!" He yelled. "And I'm sure he'd be pissed to know I've been fucking his little crush on the side." Haechan smirked. Mr. Lee never took his annoying smirk off of his face. "Once I'm done with you, I'm sure everyone else would be relieved to have the trauma and torture you put on our lives growing up. I'm not only doing this for y/n , but for the rest of us who don't have the courage enough to dispose of you."

Mr. Lee opened his mouth, but before he could get anything out his brains were blew out

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Haechan shot his father 10 times, with a straight face, as tears ran down his face. The office was splattered with blood, and Haechan left sighed as he hacked into the building's CCTV footage, erasing that he was even there. He disappeared into the night, arriving back to dream's base drunk and broken.

Meanwhile, TXT entered Mr. Lee's office with ease, the 5 suspicious of how easy it was in the first place. Entering guns blazing, they stopped, seeing the man was already brutally shot against the wall before they even got there. "GaH DAmN!" Beomgyu exclaimed in a old man's voice. "Whoever got to him first had at him..." Soobin sighed. "Well, what'll we do know?" Taehyun asked. "We'll just tell Mr. Choi we killed him for the credit." Yeonjun state. Y/n couldn't keep her eyes off of the corpse in the room. She could see the hurt that was inflicted on him just by the way the man was shot. She saw Haechan's trauma written all over him. "Well, let's go meet Kai in the SUV." Soobin said.

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The next morning, Mark entered his father's office, in need for some advice. "Dad, I need help. I think-" He looked at his father's desk, to see him murdered, and his blood everywhere. He dropped to his knee's in shock. Sobs began feeling the room. He screamed in mourning and start punching the floor. "Who did this?!" He asked himself. He took his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number. It picked up immediately.

"Taeyong. Get to dad's office immediately. Someone messed with the wrong family..."

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OMFFGG TOXIC PLEASURE IS SO GOODD!!!! THE AMOUNT OF TIMES I HAVE READ EACH PART IS ACTUALLY INSANE LIKE ITS AMAZING THE WAY U WRITE IS SO PERFECT IM LITERALLY OBSESSED LMAOOO

anywaysss i cant wait for the next part sending u lots of love and support <333

Wow thanks for the love and support! I appreciate it! As for the next part I may be publishing it in 3 or 4 days.

It was supposed to be published earlier in the month, but I've been hella busy😅. Hopefully you'll enjoy this next chapter as the others.

Once again thanks and love you! 💚

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•Toxic Pleasure•(M) Mark x reader x Haechan •

Preview for Part 4

Pairing: Haechan x reader x Mark ft. Yeonjun

Genre: smut;fluff;love triangle;Mafia au

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A week had passed since the "event" in the bathroom, Y/n felt embarrassed. The way Yeonjun witnessed her and the 2 others go all out on each other sent a cold chill up her spine. Her own best friend, witnessing her do such sultry, and not with one guy, but two.

What made it even worse is that the two stayed together. So, seeing him or even coming into contact with him made her feel shame. She couldn't even look him in the eye, afraid she might see a look of disappointment. Since she's an official member of their gang now, it's hindering how they do their mob work. The other member's have taken a notice to this and wonder why, asking her what's wrong, but she's always switching the subject.

Meanwhile, with dream, Jaemin had caught on immediately to what happened with them, seeing the 4 enter the room at the same time with uncomfortable gestures and awkward glances around the room. The day after, he confronted Haechan about it and teased him. "You sure had your fun with Mark hyung, haven't you? I bet you were turned on more when Yeonjun barged in on you three fucking the shit out of her!" He laughed uncontrollably. Haechan just frowned at him with a "Shut up." mumbling from his mouth. "What are you two talking about?" Mark asked as he entered the living room. Since that night, Mark had been trying to forget about what had happened, feeling as if his ego is getting in the way of his reputation all because of some mysterious woman he became fuck buddies with for a little while. "Oh, nothing. Just how you two were getting freaky with Y/n in the bathroom and getting caught!" Jaemin smirked. "Okay, and?" Mark deadpanned, earning the younger to gape at his reply. "That's in the past, so stop talking about it and meet me and the others in the meeting room." Mark ordered,. earning a bewildered look from Haechan. The two followed their leader, giving glances at one another from time to time. They sat in their chairs and gave Mark their undivided attention.

"Tomorrow night, our drug dealer will land from China. We must be prepared for anything that tries to sabotage us in the process." Mark stared with a serious face expression. "You're referring to your little fuck friend, am I right?" Jeno smirked as Mark glared at him. "Not just her. But other mobsters." Mark gritted. He gave his attention to the quiet Renjun in the room. "I want you to make sure that no one gets in our way that night, watch everything carefully." The Blue haired demand, earning a nod from the younger. "Tomorrow we will succeed in this mission, no matter what it takes." Determined Mark said.

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"I'm sorry, what?" Y/n blurted in bewilderment. "Are you death? He wants us to kill Mr. Lee. We need to get you some hearing aids, Jesus." Beomgyu rolled his eyes. "Your sister heard me fine." Mr. Choi said to his son. "When and what time?" Yeonjun spoke. "Tomorrow, at night. I wanted to hire masked beauty, but I just can't get in contact with her." "We'll gladly do it for you, Mr. Choi." Yeonjun nodded. Y/n stood there in nervousness. "Isn't Mr. Lee, the father of the leader of DREAM?" Y/n asked in hesitation. "Yes, what's it to you?" Her father asked in suspicion. "N-nothing."

Yeonjun, who had realized the situation, stared at his friend. After discussing details about the assassination, the six made it back to their base. Y/n planned on shutting her self away once they arrived, but was surprised when Yeonjun pulled her into his room and locked the door behind him. "Let's talk." He said as he pushed y/n down on the bed. She plopped onto the edge of his bed, with him standing in front of her with his arms crossed. "You've been avoiding me ever since the threesome I caught you three having." He began. Y/n winced at the mentioning of it. "What's wrong, are you ashamed, embarrassed? I've seen you're area before so I know it's not that. So tell me, what is it?" He confronted.

"It's hard to explain. Can we talk about this later?" She mumbled. "Yeah, not gonna pressure you. I've pulled you in here to talk about the mission. "I know how you feel about this. It being Mark's dad and shit." He said as he sat beside her. "I'm having mixed emotions. I shouldn't care about his dad, right? Father's voice keeps playing in my head. How he wanted me to do the job instead." She expressed, Yeonjun nodding in understanding. "Maybe you should sit this mission out." He suggested, but y/n refused. "I'll do it," she sighed. She got up from her friends bed and opened the bedroom door, only for Beomgyu's body to fall down. "What the fuck?" Beomgyu stood up and pointed at his leader. "I got my eye on you." He said in a serious tone before causally walking away. The two friends looked at each other before rolling their eyes.

Y/n made her way into her room, closing the door carefully, and took out her phone. She dialed a number and put the phone up to her ear. It ranged a couple of times before the person picked up.

"Wow, look who's calling. What do you need, kitten?" The person on the other end asked.

"Haechan, we need to talk..."

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•Toxic Pleasure•(M) Mark x reader x Haechan •

Part 3

Genre: smut; little bit of fluff; love triangle; Mafia au

Word count: 3.1k

Pairing: Haechan x reader x Mark ft. Yeonjun

Warnings: Oral sex, congolingus fingering, threesome.

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Haechan approached y/n, making her look in his direction with slight panic. She couldn't tell if he was playing with her, or was he actually keeping her second identity a secret. There were too many mobsters at the party that she had some, as you would say, "bad" encounters with them.

They finally came close to one another, making y/n feel very uneasy. The smirk on Haechan's face was unsettling, she knew he was thinking of something mischievous. "Hello, y/n nice meeting you once again, isn't it?" Haechan greeted with a fake smile. She knew he was making her anxious on purpose, and it was pissing her off. "What is it, Haechan, right?" She acted. She couldn't risk anyone getting. suspicious of the two. Haechan smirked. He liked how she was acting for the sake of her safety. The tranquil music softly played throughout the room, as mobsters chatted wholeheartedly and rudely. Haechan held his hand out to her and smile.

"May I have a dance with someone as pretty as you?" He asked as he slightly smiled. Y/n was taken aback at the question. She examined his eyes, trying to crack the idea he was planning on his evil brain of his. However, all there was was blank pupils meeting hers, hiding it from her, frustrating her greatly. "I'm-"

"Sorry Haechan, her date would like to have her first dance for tonight." Yeonjun butted in, smirking at the latter. Y/n looked at Yeonjun, who glanced at her with a wink, and sighed in relief. Haechan's mouth was agape as he was shocked by the sudden news. "What the hell?! Since when was he her date? I thought that they were only friends?! This bastard is ruining my plans for tonight!" He fumed inside his head. Despite the anger of the younger, he put on a fake smile and apologized. "I'm sorry, " he said as he gritted his teeth at the older. Yeonjun nodded as Haechan walked away from the two, looking at the young man in disgust as he headed back to the group's table.

Haechan sat down, not taking his eyes off the two supposed "couple." Mark, Jeno, and Renjun were chatting with other mobsters in the room, leaving Jaemin at the table. He was busy sipping from his glass and relaxing to the classical music that played. Haechan had caught his attention when he noticed how he didn't take his eyes off of y/n and Yeonjun. "The surprise guest caught your attention tonight?" Jaemin asked Haechan, smirking onto his glass of champagne as he eyed the man. Haechan nodded, daring himself to not take his eyes off the two. He felt that something was up with the two like Yeonjun sees what the player was planning. The more and more he thought about it, the more he felt his brain warping. Must be because he was a little tipsy. "So, Mr. Playboy, what are you going to do," Jaemin began as he too watched the two close friends dance as they conversated with one another. "Are you going to sit here and watch him take her from your grasp, or are you going to take charge and show him who's the boss?" Jaemin asked as he examined y/n.

He had to admit, she was a beautiful young lady. Those innocent-like eyes of hers are what captivated him the most. He knew they were just there to cover how freaky they were as if she loved to be seduced. He continued on down further to her psyche, memorizing every perfect curve that was on her body. He licked his lips as he continued. She was pretty, but she wasn't his type. He slightly feared that if you pissed her off, she would hurt you in the most ruthless way possible. And he wasn't wrong...

Haechan thought about Jaemin's words and smirked. The way Jaemin asked the question had him in even deeper thought. He had been watching his hyung's actions precisely. Every glance. Every movement. Everything. He knew that Mark is going to at least talk to her alone tonight, and he can't stop that from happening. "Your smirking, playboy!" Jaemin grinned as he looked at Haechan. He began to laugh hysterically. "Gosh! I can't wait to see how this night plays out!" Jaemin smiled as he patted Haechan's back.

"Thanks, Jaem, you've just given me a wonderful idea..."

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Yeonjun and y/n looked into each other eyes as they danced with one another. With a hand on her waist and a hand on his shoulder, the two gracefully moved on the dance floor. Majority of the mafia that were there were also on the floor, busting a move. Even though they look like they're having a good time, some of them were glaring daggers into each other.

But Yeonjun and y/n were enjoying their presence, without Beomgyu or anyone interrupting them. "Thanks again for getting me out of Haechan's grasp. I don't know why but every time I'm near him I freeze up and feel unsettling around him." Y/n said as she looked up at Yeonjun. She admired her close friend's features as she looked up at his face. She wondered why someone as good looking as him isn't in a relationship with anyone yet. "Hmm," Yeonjun hummed as he thought about what she said. "Do you two have something going on between you, like blackmail or something?" He asked. The female blushed as she thought about what happened a few nights before. Never in her lifetime of seducing has she let her victim take control. Haechan was her first. Something about the way he threatened her, and dirty talked her made her feel different. He wasn't anything like Mark.

"Why are you blushing?" Yeonjun asked, a slight grin forming on his face. 'Cute' he thought. The girl shook her head and smiled at the taller. "Nothing! Let's just enjoy this moment, shall we?" She suggested, trying to change the subject quickly. Yeonjun looked at her with suspicion before agreeing. The two continued dancing until the song ended.

The friends returned to their seat and continued chatting with one another. Y/n suddenly felt like she was being watched, as if someone was trying to burn daggers into the back of her neck. Her eyes moved around the room, trying to catch the suspect, but failed miserably.

"It's Mark." Yeonjun spoke, staring at her with seriousness. "He's the one staring at you. You get his attention well..." He frowned. The others four members returned to the table, after having a hearty chat with BTS. "Why are you staring at my sister like that?" Beomgyu began as he took a seat. "Hey, give it a rest tonight Beomgyu, they're just spending time with one another. Something they haven't done in a while." Soobin said, smiling at the two, unaware of what was going on. Beomgyu scoffed and let it slide.

"Look at Hyung staring at y/n, unaware of what he's doing to her. It humiliating." Haechan mumbled to himself as he watched the scene in front of him. He had went another table, to get a better view of his new toy, but was disappointed to see find Mark staring cluelessly at the beauty. This feeling inside Haechan concerned him though, as he had no idea why he felt so outraged about his hyung looking at some one night stand of his. After all, Mark was with her first.

Mark stood up and followed y/n out of the room and Haechan smirked. Just as he suspected him to do. He smirked as he watched his plan unfold.

・❥・

Y/n stood on a balcony as she looked up at the stars. She had forgotten how pretty they lit up the dark sky. It made her fill with tranquility, getting all the things running through her head all night to suddenly disappear.

A tall figure leaned against the door frame as he watched the lady in front of him grin at the twinkling stars. "Beautiful tonight aren't they?" He spoke, startling her. She quickly turned around and her eyes widened. She began to stutter as the male, who was smiling approached her side.

"You don't have to answer since you can't stop stuttering." He chuckled. Y/n frowned and rolled her eyes. "I've been meaning to talk more to you all night." He continued as he looked at the sky. "And why is that?" She asked, a feeling of anxiety creeping into her body. "Well it's about the Mafia business..." He said. "Sorry Mark, but I can't do anything for you right now..." She replied, turning around and walking back inside. "Wait!" He yelled, earning the female to stop in her tracks and turn around.

'She remembered my name...'

"What do you want now?" She asked as she crossed her arms and glared at him. "Can I at least get to know you more, alone?" Mark pleaded. Y/n looked him, trying her best not to give in, but she couldn't. She was memorized in those brown doe-like eyes of his. "Fine. But only for five minutes." She said as she rolled her eyes. Mark smirked in satisfaction. The female stood beside him. "Thank you." He said. "You're mighty nice for a mobster." Y/n said in suspicion. "Oh, trust me. I'm not, I'm just being nice to you. If you were someone else I'd be a different person talking to you right now." He replied seriously.

"Then why are you being so nice to me?" She asked.

"Because y/n you intrigue me." He made eye contact with her, making her look away in uneasiness.

"H-How is that? We just met tonight." She managed to get out. "When I look at your eyes, they resemble the person I tend to have a somewhat liking too. The way they sparkle, her's sparkle the same way..." He said moving closer to her, making her back away a little.

"Look at the time! Five minutes have passed!" She said quickly as she ran to the bathrooms and leaving the male alone on the balcony in confusion.

Mark shrugged his shoulders and left back to the party.

Meanwhile, y/n made her way into the bathroom, running immediately to the sink. He quickly threw some water over her face and took a few deep breaths, Mark's voice replaying in her head like a catchy song. She looked at herself in the mirror. "Shit. Forgot I had makeup on!" She cursed to herself. "Mark Lee, what are you doing to me?" She whispered.

"He's fumbling your brain." A voice from the stall answered. Y/n quickly turned around and glared at the stall door. "What the... Haechan is that you?!" She asked. The stall door opened and revealed the sun kissed skinned male. "What are you doing in here?! What if someone catches us" Y/n freaked out. The male just rolled his eyes. "I doubt it." He smirked as he approached the female.

"You know, your little 'date' has made me feel some type of way. And then you have Mark hyung, who's been eyeing that pretty ass of yours..." He started, trapping the female up against the sink countertop and him. " "And why are you telling me this?" She asked, trying to hide how Haechan was turning her on. "Because it's making me feel attached to you... It angers me see you with them." He said in a low tone. Y/n smirked. "So you're jealous?" She teased, earning the male to slightly tense at her words. "No." He pouted. "It just doesn't sit right with me."

"As if I believe that." She mumbled. "Why would I be jealous? It's not like we're together. We just had a one night stand." He smiled as he looked into the females eyes with mischief. "You're right. That's why I find it amusing how you've gotten attached to me just to because of that." The female stated. Haechan was taken aback. He grabbed the woman's chin and lifted her head, leaning in towards her plump, glossy lips. Y/n felt his hot breath fanning her face and blushed.

"You're funny." The male said before capturing her lips with his, her responding to the kiss immediately. They're make out session went from playful to rough and lust filled in less than seconds. "Shit. I want you so bad right now." Haechan huffed as the two parted they're lips once they began to lose breath. "But now's not the right time..." Y/n responded. Haechan shook his head and smiled. "There's always the right time to fuck, babe." He said, picking the startled female up. He sat her on the sink countertop and stood in between the female's legs. He smirked as he slid his hand underneath her dress and pulled down her panties. "Haechan..." The female said as she was mesmerized by the males facial features. She never noticed how handsome he was until now. "Shh. Let's just enjoy this." He said pulling y/n's underwear completely off.

Y/n suddenly gasped as she felt two fingers insert her. "Fuck-" she moaned as he continued, increasing the speed slowly. "Do you like that?" Haechan smirked as he looked at the heated lady Infront of him. "Y-"

Before she could get her words out properly the door of the bathroom busted open as there he stood.

Mark Lee himself. Witnessing the hot scene that was taking place on the sink countertop.

Haechan looked at his Leader with an smug smile, while y/n froze in shock. "I-" "Oh hey hyung!" Haechan interrupted Mark. "What brings you here?" "Obviously to used the bathroom. But I'll come back another time-"

Y/n left out a moan as haechan thrusted his finger into y/n's tight core. Haechan never averted his gazed off Mark. "Oh I'm sorry y/n. Forgot I was fingering you..." Haechan smiled, clearly telling a lie. Mark looked at y/n for a brief second before turning to leave, only to be halted by the younger question.

"Would you like to join us, Hyung?"

Mark turned his his head, looking back. "No thank you." He replied. "Oh come on! What do you mean by that? You've been stripping her down with your eyes since you laid eyes on her. You're obviously lying!" Haechan fumed. Realizing how angry he sounded, he collected his thoughts and cleared his throat. "So come on. I'm sure this pretty lady right here would loved to be pleasured by us anyways." Haechan looked at y/n and smirked.

Y/n, who was silent the whole time. Looked at haechan with a surprised expression. "W-what?" "Think of it as a welcoming gift. To celebrate you joining the underworld." Haechan smiled innocently. "I- don't know.." y/n looked away with blush creeping up to her face.

Mark looked at y/n's current state.

He thought about "Masked Beauty" and how he felt about her. How much he loved seeing her in the club every chance they got. How they fucked each other senselessly. How he fucked her somewhat out of love and not lust. Then he remembered what happened the last time he saw her. How she left him emotional in that room, and him coming back to Dream's base with sorrow. How he wished that she wasn't seeing some other guy.

"Fuck it. Let's get this started." Mark said as he loosened his tie. Haechan smirked with satisfactory, his plan successful. Y/n looked taken aback from Blue haired males answer. "Wait a-" Haechan pulled his fingers out, causing y/n to gasp. Mark approached the female and attacked her lips. Haechan got on his knees and positioned his face at her heat and dove in, eating her out like she was desert.

Y/n moaned into Mark's kiss as Haechan ate her out. "You taste so sweet." Haechan said up against her thigh. "You should taste her, hyung. She's sweeter than cake." Haechan praised. "Let's switch." Haechan looked up at his hyung with lust. "Okay."

The two males switched spots and Mark began sucking on her clit immediately. "Oh fuck! You're so good!" Y/n let out.

Mark smiled as he looked up at the aroused beauty. Haechan lowered his pants and boxers revealing his rock hard cock. Y/n stared with awe. "Suck it, pretty face." Haechan groaned softly. He put it in her mouth and threw his head back. Y/n began sucking and rolling her tongue on haechan and Mark continued doing a perfect job of pleasuring her. The three continued fucking one another, close to reaching their euphorias.

When the door bursted open, startling the three.

"What the actual fuck?" Yeonjun said.

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•Toxic Pleasure•(M) Mark x reader x Haechan

Preview of Part 3

Genre: smut; little bit of fluff; love triangle; Mafia au

Pairing: Haechan x reader x Mark ft. Yeonjun

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Haechan approached y/n, making her look in his direction with slight panic. She couldn't tell if he was playing with her, or was he was actually keeping her second identity a secret. There were too many mobsters at the party that she had some, as you would say, "bad" encounters with them.

They finally came close to one other, making y/n feel very uneasy. The smirk on Haechan's face was unsettling, she knew he was thinking of something mischievous. "Hello, y/n nice meeting you once again, isn't it?" Haechan greeted with a fake smile. She knew he was making her anxious on purpose, and it was pissing her off. "What is it, Haechan, right?" She acted. She couldn't risk anyone getting getting suspicious of the two. Haechan smirked. He liked how she was acting for the sake of her safety. The tranquil music softly played throughout the room, as mobsters chatted wholeheartedly and rudely. Haechan held his hand out to her and smile.

"May I have a dance with someone as pretty as you?" He asked as he slightly smiled. Y/n was taken aback at the question. She examined his eyes, trying to crack the idea he was planning on his evil brain of his. However, all there was was blank pupils meeting hers, hiding it from her, frustrating her greatly. "I'm-"

"Sorry Haechan, her date would like to have her first dance for tonight." Yeonjun butted in, smirking at the latter. Y/n looked at Yeonjun, who glanced at her with a wink, and sighed in relief. Haechan's mouth was agape as he was shocked by the sudden news. "What the hell?! Since when was he her date? I thought that they were only friends?! This bastard is ruining my plans for tonight!" He fumed inside his head. Despite the anger of the younger, he put on a fake smile and apologized. "I'm sorry, " he said as he gritted his teeth at the older. Yeonjun nodded as Haechan walked away from the two, looking at the young man in disgust as he headed back to the group's table.

Haechan sat down, not taking his eyes off the two supposed "couple." Mark, Jeno, and Renjun were chatting with other mobsters in the room, leaving Jaemin at the table. He was busy sipping from his glass and relaxing to the classical music that played. Haechan had caught his attention when he noticed how he didn't take his eyes off of y/n and Yeonjun. "The surprise guest caught your attention tonight?" Jaemin asked Haechan, smirking onto his glass of champagne as he eyed the man. Haechan nodded, daring himself to not take his eyes off the two. He felt that something was up with the two like Yeonjun sees what the player was planning. The more and more he thought about it, the more he felt his brain warping. Must be because he was a little tipsy. "So, Mr. Playboy, what are you going to do," Jaemin began as he too watched the two close friends dance as they conversated with one another. "Are you going to sit here and watch him take her from your grasp, or are you going to take charge and show him who's the boss?" Jaemin asked as he examined y/n.

He had to admit, she was a beautiful young lady. Those innocent-like eyes of hers are what captivated him the most. He knew they were just there to cover how freaky they were as if she loved to be seduced. He continued on down further to her psyche, memorizing every perfect curve that was on her body. He licked his lips as he continued. She was pretty, but she wasn't his type. He slightly feared that if you pissed her off, she would hurt you in the most ruthless way possible. And he wasn't wrong...

Haechan thought about Jaemin's words and smirked. The way Jaemin asked the question had him in even deeper thought. He had been watching his hyung's actions precisely. Every glance. Every movement. Everything. He knew that Mark is going to at least talk to her alone tonight, and he can't stop that from happening. "Your smirking, playboy!" Jaemin grinned as he looked at Haechan. He began to laugh hysterically. "Gosh! I can't wait to see how this night plays out!" Jaemin smiled as he patted Haechan's back.

"Thanks, Jaem, you've just given me a wonderful idea..."

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•Toxic Pleasure•(M) Mark x reader x Haechan

Part 2

Genre: smut; Mafia au; love triangle

Word count: about 4k

Pairings: Haechan x reader

Warnings: Rough sex; Oral sex; pussy pounding; dirty talk.

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Mark and y/n would visit each other in the club every week. It has started to become a daily routine for the two, and they were somewhat loving it. The twoq weren't in love with each other, but they were in love with the sex. It satisfied their needs whenever they needed it as you could say. They would flirt with each other every time they encountered one another during any planned assault that dream had thought about doing, and it was making the guys suspicious of their boss's behavior.

The rest of dream sat down in the living room, as Mark had left to go and have "fun" in the club with y/n. "Is it me, or has that masked chick stopped wrecking our plans?" Jeno asked as he looked at the guys. "She has, and it's been suspicious. Ever since Mark hyung has been going out, she just disappeared." Jaemin added. "Not only that, he has come home every night being a whole nother person," Jeno said. "Who knows, he's probably fucking every week. He isn't coming home wasted as usual." Jaemin smirked. "Maybe you're right, but the girl he's getting it on with is the girl who's ruining our plans. Think about it guys, he's probably fucking her every week to stop her from doing what she likes to do best. Mess with our things and murder the people we needed to murder." Renjun clarified. The two males nodded their heads in agreement, while as Haechan sighed. He stood up from his chair and headed towards the door.

"Where are you going, Haechan?" Jaemin asked. Haechan opened the door and left without saying a word. Haechan also noticed Mark's strange behaviors and that's what made him curious to see what his leader was doing every week at the club. He got in the car and drove off, speeding down the highway into the lit up city.

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"Y/n don't tell me you're going to the club again? why are you going anyway? Wouldn't be surprised if you're going just to play hanky panky with some guy." Beomgyu gagged as he thought about it.

Y/n was running a little late for Mark and her "meet up" and it was her brother's fault. "Y/n what have I told you hm? It's not nice to fuck people you don't know because you don't know if that person's good or bad... wait that sounds bad." He said as he thought about his meaning. He shook his head. "Know what just forget about it." He sighed. "Just promise me this will be your last night out? You know what's coming up! You need to be with us the rest of the week! Just tell you're little fuck buddy that you'll have to take a break or something!" Beomgyu pouted at his little sister.

"He's right, y/n you've been going out a lot lately. You need to get ready for the upcoming event. But at the same time I have no problem about you going out because it's your life, do what you wanna." Yeonjun said as he entered the girls room. Beomgyu scoffed. "Oh please, you're only saying that because you're going to be her date!" He grimaced. Yeonjun rolled his eyes and continued talking to y/n. "If not for your very annoying brother, do it for me." Yeonjun said as he stared at her. Y/n sighed and checked the time. She was late af. Mark probably thought she stood him up by now. She stood up and walked towards Yeonjun, grabbing his shoulder before sighing. "Fine I'll do it. But only because you're my best friend." She smiled at him before walking out of the room. Yeonjun watched as she quickly stepped down the steps and making her way to the front door. Beomgyu frowned at the older. "Yah! Stop crushing over my sister!" He said and Yeonjun scoffed. "How are you two even related?"

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"You're going to cum baby? Milk daddy's cock for me. Let me see how I make that pussy of yours feel." Mark huffed as he pounded into y/n at a very fast pace, making the girl clench on him as she felt the her high was near. "Oh fuck... Mark keep going... Shit I'm cummimg!"

Y/n screamed as she released her juices all over Mark, who was still chasing his high. Y/n felt his member twitching inside her as she continued clenching on him. "Oh fuck y/n you're so tight..Ah!" He yelled at he pulled out and released himself into her mouth. Y/n swallowed it and Mark gave out beside her. He kissed her shoulder as he hugged her, pulling her closer to him. He examined her face with a grin, until he noticed her facial expression.

"You look like you need to get something off of your chest. What is it?" He asked, worrisome about what she has to say. Y/n sighed and sat up from his arms while running her hand through her hair in frustration. She turned to him with a slight frown on her face. "Mark tonight's the last night we do this. I'm very busy with a lot right now..." She announced, making Mark eyes go wide. "You're joking right?" He scoffed. "I'm busy too, you know, especially trying to repair the damage that you've caused for my group." He said coldly.

"I'm sorry Mark. I promised someone." She said as she started dressing herself. Mark frowned. "Let me guess, it's a new fuck buddy huh? I'm being replaced?" He raised his voice a little. He left out a pained chuckle as he looked at the floor. Mark didn't know what was going on in his mind at the moment. He didn't understand why he felt so hurt. They were fuck buddies and nothing more. Right?

Y/n left out of the room once she had finished dressing herself, leaving Mark a little bit emotional as he sat on the bed.

Haechan watched as she left out of the room and blended in with the crowd of drunk dancers. Following her quietly, out the exit out the club he hid behind the wall as she had got stopped by a hooded figure. She groaned and stomped her foot. "Oh my gosh, what the fuck are you doing here?!" "I'm just making sure my sister did what she promised." Beomgyu said. Haechan eyes widen as he eves dropped on their conversation. "Why didn't you wait at home! What if someone see's us?!" She whispered loudly. " I couldn't wait any longer. Also, why are you so sad? Was the guy that good?" He asked, examining his little sister's face. Y/n cleared her throat and grabbed him, ignoring the questions. "Let's just go home already." She said as she got on her motorcycle.

"What? Beomgyu has a sister? And I knew we were right about those two fucking! What's next?" Haechan said to himself as he secretly tailed the two. He eventually tailed them to their mansion, causing him to hide his car in the shadows as the two approached the front door,the two bickering as usual as they entered. That's when Haechan made a move.

He noticed that the house was barely guarded, giving him the advantage to sneak in. He got out of the car and snuck against the side of the house, making it seem as if no one was there. "Hey!" He heard someone yell behind him. He turned around and smiled. The heavy built guard lifted his gun, ready to shoot, but it was knocked out of his hands by Haechan's foot as he kicked it out. He sent three strong blows into the guard's face, knocking him out cold.

Thankfully, it didn't sound off any alarm or make any other guards appear. He peeked into a room that seemed like a female would sleep in, and smirked. He had found her room. He slowly lifted the window up, trying his best to make any sound, and went in. He sat on the girl's bed, awaiting her in a dramatic way. There was one thing he noticed. Running water. She was taking a shower.

The young man. Leaned on his side as he sat on the front edge of the bed, getting comfy for his little 'surprise'. The water stopped running and he heard foot steps as y/n stepped out of the shower, probably wrapping her body into a towel. She opened the door and entered her bedroom. That's when she stopped in her tracks.

Haechan eyed the girl up and down as she stood there, a show just for him. And him only in that moment. "What the hell? Why are you in my room, Haechan?" She asked, not bothered at all. He didn't reply, only staring at her body up and down. "Cat got your tongue? Or more like my body got your eyes." She smirked. That's when an idea popped into her head.

She let her towel drop to the floor, making the male in front of her smirk. "Like what you see?"she asked innocently. Haechan nodded and continued eyeing her. Y/n's body was making him aroused each second that passed. "Now I see why my boss loves fucking you. You must put on a whole show." "Maybe, maybe not." She teased, walking closer to the male as she noticed a bulge appearing from his black slacks. "I wonder how it feels... Oh wait. That's right. You promised you would stop having sex right?" He smirked as she was now straddled onto his lap. "Naughty boy, have you been spying on me?" She asked seductively as she pointed her finger onto his chest, poking him playfully. "And besides, I only promised that tonight will be my last night out. And it looks like I'm in." She smirked as she slowly grinded on he bulge. Haechan groaned as she continued, staring into her lust filled eyes as put both his hands on her waist, guiding her. "You know, I've never seen your face without your mask. You're very beautiful." "Aw thanks.." she let out a breathy moan as she fastened the pace, grinding to make her reach her limit. Haechan threw his head back as he quietly moaned, enjoying the pleasure the woman was giving him. "Ah, fuck Haechan." She moaned. She layed her head up against his chest as she continued. "Ungh, you know this is a good advantage for me right, fuck. I can expose to everyone who you really are." Haechan managed to get out. That's when the female froze. She fucked up big time.

Haechan smirked as he did what wanted. He quickly lift the beauty up and got on top of her. "Now kitten, we can make an exception. He said as he pecked her nose. "Since you want to seduce me so badly, here's the deal. You stay away from Mark hyung. I'm tired of him being a whole different all because of you. It makes me sick to the stomach." He looked at her with disgust. His hands slowly crept up both her thighs, rubbing them down as he stared at her face, taking in every detail to engrave in his mind.

Y/n whined and whimpered at Haechan touches, turning him on more. He slowly spread her legs and went down between her heat. "Let's see what Mark hyung likes about this pussy of yours shall we?" He huffed. He took no time and inserted his tongue past her soaking folds licking and sucking her clit, causing the female to moan loudly. He lifted himself up from her and smiled. "Oh,you don't want the guys to hear you, especially your brother do you?" He asked seductively, earnings a head shake from the heated girl. He continued eating her out like she was her dinner until she eventually orgasmed. Haechan licked her heat clean with his tongue, swallowing it before lifting back up. He looked at y/n's exhausted face and smirked. "No wonder why Mark hyung loves your pussy so much. You're so sweet,babe." He whispered against her ear, making her moan quietly.

Haechan began unzipping his pants while staring at y/n.

"Now, let's see how this pretty pussy feels like around daddy's cock now shall we?" He announced as he had fully stripped himself. He rubbed his cock up and down her entrance, y/n whining at his teasing. "Just fuck me already!" She looked frustrated. "Really? Okay, if you say so."

And like that, he shoved his cock inside her, not letting her adjust, pounding into her fast and hard. Y/n gasped as she felt his bigness stretch her out. "Ah fuck haechan you're so big!" She let out a loud moan. "Bigger than hyung? Huh, my beautiful slut? Does daddy's cock feel good in this whore's pussy?" He dirty talked, making tears fall from y/n's closed eyes as she tightened around him. "Aw is my little slut crying because I'm going to make you're gonna come? Come on, let me see you milk my big cock. Squeeze that pussy on me, babe!" He lifted his head back. Y/n arched her back as she heard her headboard banging against the wall like crazy. She thrust herself up as she released for the second time. Haechan grinned as he continued fucking her brains out as he chases his high. His dick twitched and he looked at y/n. "Mind if daddy comes in this beautiful cunt of yours, baby?" He asked breathlessly. Y/n nodded with all the strength she could as she was fucked out. Haechan released inside her and collapsed beside her.

"Well then. Guess a deal's a deal."

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Mobsters gathered around the stage, ready to hear what Mr. Choi was announcing tonight. Y/n sat in her seat, looking for one group in particular. Dream. She had scanned the place all over, but they were nowhere to be found. "Looking for someone?" Yeonjun asked as he noticed her actions. The handsome young man was requested to be the girl's date by her father and of course, he agreed to it. But the two close friends weren't going as a couple, more like a friend who is there to chaperone.

"Yeah, there is." "Mind if I ask who?" Y/n was hesitant about telling her close friend who she was searching for that night, but she eventually gave in. "Dream." She whispered to him. Yeonjun eyes glared at her. "Why? Wait. No. Don't tell me-" "Yeah I've been seeing someone in their group at the club. But please don't tell my brother or the others." She pleaded. "Tell us what?" Beomgyu asked as he had just sat down in his chair, which was between Yeonjun and Soobin. Y/n looked around the room nervously. "Nothing. Mind your business nosy boy!" Yeonjun frowned at the younger beside him. Beomgyu eyed the two in suspicion before letting it go. "So y/n, ready for tonight? Everyone will finally know who you are." Soobin started. The others looked at her with interest. "I honestly couldn't care less. I understand father was only worried about my safety, but he didn't want to put me in harms way of being apart of the mafia world. That's why I decided to be somebody different. Someone who isn't afraid to get hurt, someone who isn't scared to take a bullet-"

Y/n stopped when she saw them walk through the door, Haechan's eyes meeting with her's as they walked to their assigned seats. "Yah, why'd you stop?" Taehyun asked. He looked around the building, trying to see who or what caught your attention. Yeonjun noticed and spotted Dream come in and glared at the men. He wanted to know which one of them were you seeing at the club every week. He wanted to protect you.

Dream wasn't the most feared Mafia, but they were dangerous. They're known for their killings well. If you're in debt with them they'll make sure you die a slow, painful death. They liked torturing their victims, loved getting their hands dirty, and was ruthless. They'd make sure they'd get what they want, whether it's ruining someone or not. Txt and Dream didn't get along quite well. They weren't friends, more like acquaintances. They worked together one time,but that was it.

"Y/n, let's talk after the party is over. Okay?" Yeonjun said, earning a nod from her. "Ooh, is hyung finally going to confess?" Kai teased a smug smile on his face as he saw Yeonjun's cheeks tinted with pink. "No! It's something important!" He said.

It was finally time for the announcement and the Choi family had gathered together on stage. Mr. Choi raised his glass and tapped it lightly with a fork, getting everyone in the room attention. "Thank you everyone for attending this party. As you know, today is the day, my wife was found dead. It has taken a toll on me and my family. But that's about to change, I've decided to make this family stronger. And by stronger I mean more powerful. I've decided to let my daughter join this world of ours and...."

Haechan smirked as he stared at the beautiful being on the stage. He saw how she was looking directly at him and found it somewhat amusing. After Mr. Choi had finished his speech about his future plans about his family, the mafia started congratulating them, some planning on ruining the future that was awaiting them.

Soon y/n and her brother made their way to dream, and she had her eyes on both Mark and Haechan. "Wow Beomgyu, I didn't know you had a sister. I thought you were the only child." Mark said as he shook his hand. "Yeah, why did you guys keep it a secret anyway?" Jaemin asked, intrigued. "Why would I tell you the secret if it's a secret, silly." Beomgyu rolled his eyes. Meanwhile, haechan put on an act and greeted y/n making her fake a smile to not seem suspicious. Haechan then leaned in towards her ear. "Don't worry, I kept my promise baby. So don't be so worked up. You know the deal. You expose, I expose." He whispered. He stepped back and gently grabbed her hand, giving it a quick peck as he looked into her eyes.

Y/n was flushed at the sudden action. She wasn't expecting him to do that and it made her heart skip a beat. 'What the fuck?' she thought. 'Why am I so flattered over such a useless action?!'

Haechan saw her expression and smirked on her palm, pleased by the way he was making her panic. He didn't let go until he heard the person beside him clear their throat and released her hand. He turned to Renjun who was eyeing him in suspicion. "What the fuck? Don't tell me that you're hitting on her and you just found out that she exists?! Oh Renjun, if only you'd know.

Haechan looks at him with a slight smirk. "Maybe, maybe not." he said as he licked his lips. "Besides, look at Mark over there, eyeing her ass like she's his dinner or something." Renjun looked over Jaemin and Jeno and examined Mark. Indeed, he was examining her ass literally. This made Haechan a little annoyed, knowing his friend is eyeing the girl he'd been going to the club to fuck every week for the past month.

That's when an idea appeared in his head. If she got Mark wrapped around her finger, and he got her wrapped around his....

He was gonna have a hell of a time tonight.

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•Toxic Pleasure•(M) Mark x reader x Haechan

Preview of part 2

Genre: Smut; Mafia au ; Love triangle

Pairing: Haechan x reader

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Haechan smirked as he stared at the beautiful being on the stage. He saw how she was looking directly at him and found it somewhat amusing. After Mr. Choi had finished his speech about his future plans about his family, the mafia started congratulating them, some planning on ruining the future that was awaiting them.

Soon y/n and her brother made their way to dream, and she had her eyes on both Mark and Haechan. "Wow Beomgyu, I didn't know you had a sister. I thought you were the only child." Mark said as he shook his hand. "Yeah, why did you guys keep it a secret anyway?" Jaemin asked, intrigued. "Why would I tell you the secret if it's a secret, silly." Beomgyu rolled his eyes. Meanwhile, haechan put on an act and greeted y/n making her fake a smile to not seem suspicious. Haechan then leaned in towards her ear. "Don't worry, I kept my promise baby. So don't be so worked up. You know the deal. You expose, I expose." He whispered. He stepped back and gently grabbed her hand, giving it a quick peck as he looked into her eyes.

Y/n was flushed at the sudden action. She wasn't expecting him to do that and it made her heart skip a beat. 'What the fuck?' she thought. 'Why am I so flattered over such a useless action?!'

Haechan saw her expression and smirked on her palm, pleased by the way he was making her panic. He didn't let go until he heard the person beside him clear their throat and released her hand. He turned to Renjun who was eyeing him in suspicion. "What the fuck? Don't tell me that you're hitting on her and you just found out that she exists?! Oh Renjun, if only you'd know.

Haechan looks at him with a slight smirk. "Maybe, maybe not." he said as he licked his lips. "Besides, look at Mark over there, eyeing her ass like she's his dinner or something." Renjun looked over Jaemin and Jeno and examined Mark. Indeed, he was examining her ass literally. This made Haechan a little annoyed, knowing his friend is eyeing the girl he'd been going to the club to fuck every week for the past month.

That's when an idea appeared in his head. If she got Mark wrapped around her finger, and he got her wrapped around his....

He was gonna have a hell of a time tonight.

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•Toxic Pleasure•(M) Mark x reader x Haechan

Part 1

Genre: smut; Mafia au; love triangle

Pairings (based on parts): Mark x reader

Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: assassination; masterbation; jerking off; cum-sharing

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The city lights were shining onto the black van that had pulled out of the alleyway. Making it's way towards the car that had just passed it, it slowly tailed behind it, showing no signs of suspension. The silver car had just pulled a driveway, shutting off as the person who drove it stepped out.

It was a man, not old, in his early 40's or so. The van stopped on the side of the road, as the people who were inside stalked him, getting ready to harm him at any moment. The man, however didn't noticed as it blended in with the night, as if the darkness was it's cloak of invisibility. He had taken out his key's and entered the mansion that you could tell was expensive without looking inside, just by looking at the outside my of it was mind blowing.

The door closed behind him as he went inside, giving it a single for the one's in the van to get out and take their positions.

"There isn't anyone inside the house, boss. I'm shutting down all security cameras." The hacker who has stayed inside announced.

The three who were once inside the van peeked through the windows of the expensive mansion when they made it to their positions. "Good. It's time to take this old bastard out." The boss had said, getting ready to shoot the older, who had just taken a seat on the leather sofa, relaxing his tired body into it.

The three stalkers took out their guns ready to fire at any moment. That was until they heard gunshots, startling them as they quickly looked back to see the seen.

'pow' 'pow' 'pow'

The old man had went down in a flash, but the gunshots never stopped. Minutes later, the shooting had died down, leaving the three men looking in shock as the person who took their victim stared at their leader, smirking as she blew a kiss. "You were too slow, Mark." She said loud enough for them to hear. She winked as she ran out the back door, shooting at them as they tried to take her down out of rage. Sadly, they had missed. It wasn't any different than the few nights before. She had always soiled their plans.

Every thing they had planned out, she was a step further. The way she would kill every victim they had planned to kill outraged them. But, there was something that the boss found intriguing about her. He wanted to know who she was, and why she was killing the same people they had planned to kill. And most importantly, why she always had this type of affection towards him in particular. He didn't know of the affection was real or not, because it was messing with his brain.

At night, he couldn't sleep, he would think about her touching him in all the possible ways he could imagine, causing him to touch himself. He couldn't see her face because she wore a mask. Which led her to get the name masked beauty. She was indeed beautiful, her body made with just the right curves, making any dick harden just by looking at her, mask on or off. Besides, it wasn't messing with just Mark. She was a player. She could seduce any man she got her hands on, giving her the advantage she needed of taking anyone out cold. She loved seeing the ones she hated die on her hands. It was her happy remedy.

"Damnit Renjun, she got away again," Mark informed over the earpiece, he watched his sexual girl zoom down the road on her black motorcycle.

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Masked beauty made her way into her hideout, smirking as she made her way into the den. She took her black leather jacket off and hung it on the coat rack she passed. It was dim in the den, so she hadn't seen the figure seated on the loveseat. She sat down on her sofa and sighed, but jumped up when she heard a familiar voice.

"Choi Y/n. You did well, as usual."

Y/n looked at her big brother, Choi Beomgyu. "Jeez man, you could give a person a heart attack like that!" she complained in a whine, earning a chuckle from him. The girl then processed what her brother had said and frowned at him. "Yah, you promised me you wouldn't spy on me!" "You know I don't keep promises! Besides, this time I wasn't the only one. The others were spying with me this time." He said, getting comfortable. "Why are you here anyway?" Y/n mumbled. Beomgyu smiled as he fixed his posture and stared at his little sister.

"Yeonjun hyung has decided that you're ready to join our group. Plus, I may have begged him to let you become a part of it, seeing how lonely you are and mature." Beomgyu said in a dramatic tone. Y/n Looked at him in annoyance. "So what do you say, sissy? Want to take our offer?" He asked playfully. The younger thought about it, planting out every detail in her head as far as what she could get away with. TxT was known as a feared mafia group around the city. Not only that, Y/n and her brother were cousins with one of the members of the most deadly and brutal mafia, BTS. They could ask any favor of them without any way of paying them back, making it an advantage for them.

Y/n sighed and looked at her brother. "Fine. I guess I can join you guys. Besides, your friends are kind of sweet to me, unlike you." She said. Beomgyu rolled his eyes at her and stood from the seat. "Well, what are we waiting for?" He asked with hands on his hips. "Let's go already!" He yelled excitedly. The young woman made her brother pause. "But what about my stuff? I can't just leave it." "Don't worry about it. We've- well I've already set your room up there. And I may have already brought your clothes there too. Don't ask." He smiled innocently. Y/n looked in annoyance. "But," He began. "That loveseat is coming with us. You can keep the hideout since dad pays for your rent, lol." She just rolled her eyes.

The two made their way to the door, but a pause once again happened. "Before we get there let's make one thing clear. No fucking my friends. Especially Yeonjun. I see the way you look at him." Beomgyu warned, squinty-eyed. "Hah, why would I do that?" She asked innocently. "Because you're a fucking seducer. Duh!" He said as the two made their way out the door. Y/n just smiled to herself as she got in her brother's car, which she didn't notice when she first arrived.

Meanwhile, at Dream's Mansion, Mark was in the living room pissed. "How in the hell does that girl know when we are about to assassinate someone, get our "packages, or anything in general?!" He fumed. "Maybe she has a spy working for us in our company." Jeno guessed. "Maybe so." Jaemin agreed. "Yeah, but if she did, you'd think we would've noticed by now," Renjun said. "You're right, Renjun. That's why we need to set up more security there. We'll catch this person one way or another, then we'll torture them into telling us who she is." He announced. The three agreed on the idea and then set their attention on the sun-kiss-skinned boy in the corner, giggling to himself. "Yah, Haechan what's so funny?" Mark asked. "Oh, nothing." He smirked. "I'm just trying to figure out why she always flusters you with her flirting."

Mark felt his ears heat up and reverted his eyes back to the other three, who were snickering at Haechan's reply. "S-shut up." Mark stuttered. "Anyway, guys I'm going out for a while." he managed to get out. He put on his jacket and grabbed his car keys, opening the front door. "Have fun, hyung. And I hope your fantasies turn into reality tonight." Haechan smirked as he stared at the back of Mark's head. Mark was happy he wasn't facing the members because he felt his face get hot. "Yeah, yeah whatever." He said before walking out the door and shutting it.

Mark had driven to the club he usually goes to. Neo Zone. It was his favorite club because it was owned by his brother, meaning he had access to any room there. The man sat down on the nearest stool at the bar as soon as he entered. "It's been a while, sir!" The bartender said as he spotted him. "The usual? He asked him. "Give me three shots of it. Tonight's a bit rough for me." He said. The bartender nodded and made his way to make the shots. He slid them over to him once done and mark quickly chugged the toxic alcohol down. At this point, he was already drunk.

Mark sat there thinking about her. He stared out on the dance floor and froze. He could've sworn he was hallucinating, rubbing his eyes. But he was wrong. His eyes widened as the masked beauty made his way towards him, smirking seductively. He stared at her curves that were shown well by the way her short, tight dress fitted her body. Making Mark a little turned on. She still wore her mask, not wanting to give off her identity to the man she's been '"playing with" for months now. She sat down next to him and put her head in her palm staring at him seductively.

"I wasn't expecting to see you here, Mark." She said his name in a seductive tone, making his dick harden underneath his pants. "I thought that our last encounter was going to be it for tonight but guess not." She giggled. Mark didn't reply, he was caught in a daze. He observed her plump lips, wanting to know what her lipped gloss tasted like. She noticed his eyes and smirked. she grabbed his shoulder and leaned in close to his ear. "If you want to kiss me so bad why don't you ask, shy boy," she whispered, making the male gulp. You think I haven't noticed your problem?" She put a hand dangerously close to his bulge, slyly rubbing her hand against it. "I can help you out you know. All you have to do is ask, Mark."

And that's when Mark grabbed her arm and led her to a secret room where only VIPs were allowed in and locked the door. Mark immediately unzipped his pants, pulling his hard cock out of his boxers. Y/n looked surprised. She wasn't expecting him to pull his cock out instantly, but for some reason, she was intrigued. Mark started jerking himself off as he stared at the beauty in front of him. "Shit..." He groaned, a low groan leaving his lips, making the female's lower area wet. "Do you see what you do to me?" He asked, another moan leaving his lips. "Help me, please." He pleaded with his big doe eyes, making y/n bite her lower lip.

"Fine, I'll help you. But only because your desperate face is cute." She cooed as she made her way toward the desperate male. She put her hand on his hard member, rubbing her thumb over his tip, making him whimper. Y/n looked at his handsome face, pleased by his expression. "Fuck babe, stop teasing me and jerk me off already!" He hissed as she continued her motion. "Only when I'm ready sweetie." She whispered against his ear, earning a huff from him.

"Please, touch me more. Your hand around my cock is already making me want to cum." He whispered breathlessly. His moaning filled the room when she started jerking him off at a rapid pace. She kissed him passionately, hushing the moans that had filled the room. "Fuck! Yes, baby, like that! Don't stop!" Mark yelled once they stopped kissing to catch their breaths. Y/n continued until until she felt a hand go up her skirt. She took her unoccupied hand and grabbed Mark's. "Not tonight sweetie, next time maybe you'll get to play with me." She said, making Mark whimper.

She continued jerking him off and smirked as she felt his member twitch in her hand. "Aw, you're going to cum already?" She asked, Mark nodding his head rapidly. She looked at his face, running a hand through his hair as she gave him a sly smile.

"Then wet my hand with your cum, baby."

And as soon as she said it, she felt her hand fill up with his semen, admiring it. She took her hand of his memeber and licked all of his orgasm off of her hands. She cupped Mark's face and smashed her lips on to his, forcefully pushing her tongue between his lips, feeding his own semen to him. She parted the kiss and licked her lips seductively.

"See Mark, you taste delicious." She said as she fixes her dress. She smiled at the breathless man in front of her, trying to process what had just happened. "I had fun, Mark." She said as she made her way to the door. "Wait, where are you going?" He asked once he has caught his breath. "Home. Playing with you has made me tired." She said as she opened the door. She walked into the loud club, turning her head and smiling.

"Until next time, Mark." She smirked as she walked away into the crowd, disappearing into the crowd of dancers.

Mark watched as she disappeared. He smiled as he fixes his clothes. "Wow, that was amazing. The girl sure can make a man fall in a trance..." He said to himself as he left the room, satisfied with what has happened, and with one thing on his mind:

Why he never took her mask off.

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[neo-oniii]

•Toxic Pleasure•(M) Mark x reader x Haechan

Preview spoiler for part 1

Genre: smut; Mafia au; love triangle

Pairings (based on parts): Mark x reader

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The city lights were shining onto the black van that had pulled out of the alleyway. Making it's way towards the car that had just passed it, it slowly tailed behind it, showing no signs of suspension. The silver car had just pulled a driveway, shutting off as the person who drove it stepped out.

It was a man, not old, in his early 40's or so. The van stopped on the side of the road, as the people who were inside stalked him, getting ready to harm him at any moment. The man, however didn't noticed as it blended in with the night, as if the darkness was it's cloak of invisibility. He had taken out his key's and entered the mansion that you could tell was expensive without looking inside, just by looking at the outside my of it was mind blowing.

The door closed behind him as he went inside, giving it a single for the one's in the van to get out and take their positions.

"There isn't anyone inside the house, boss. I'm shutting down all security cameras." The hacker who has stayed inside announced.

The three who were once inside the van peeked through the windows of the expensive mansion when they made it to their positions. "Good. It's time to take this old bastard out." The boss had said, getting ready to shoot the older, who had just taken a seat on the leather sofa, relaxing his tired body into it.

The three stalkers took out their guns ready to fire at any moment. That was until they heard gunshots, startling them as they quickly looked back to see the seen.

'pow' 'pow' 'pow'

The old man had went down in a flash, but the gunshots never stopped. Minutes later, the shooting had died down, leaving the three men looking in shock as the person who took their victim stared at their leader, smirking as she blew a kiss. "You were too slow, Mark." She said loud enough for them to hear. She winked as she ran out the back door, shooting at them as they tried to take her down out of rage. Sadly, they had missed. It wasn't any different than the few nights before. She had always soiled their plans.

Every thing they had planned out, she was a step further. The way she would kill every victim they had planned to kill outraged them. But, there was something that the boss found intriguing about her. He wanted to know who she was, and why she was killing the same people they had planned to kill. And most importantly, why she always had this type of affection towards him in particular. He didn't know of the affection was real or not, because it was messing with his brain.

At night, he couldn't sleep, he would think about her touching him in all the possible ways he could imagine, causing him to touch himself. He couldn't see her face because she wore a mask. Which led her getting the name masked beauty. She was indeed beautiful, her body made with just the right curves, making any dick harden just by looking at her, mask on or off. Besides, it wasn't messing with just Mark. She was a player. She could seduce any man she got her hands on, giving her the advantage she needed of taking anyone out cold. She loved seeing the ones she hated die on her hands. It was her happy remedy.

"Damnit Renjun, she got away again." Mark informed over the ear piece, he watched his sexual girl zoom down the road on her black motorcycle.