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m-ilkiee Β· 3 months ago
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Welcome to the first Deadly Affairs poll/ Chapter discussion. I hope you enjoy it here!
brief warning: violence, torture and implied SA
We all know the complicated feelings Mikey habours for our dear reader, and Reader's not so secret sexual fantasies about him, but that's not the only member a bit too curious about our heroine.
It's apparent Bonten's Cash cow and reader have some tension (even if it seems one-sided... or is it?) brewing between them in the office. And the loyal dog seemed keen on making his Princess happy during that disaster of a party. In fact, word in the boardrooms say that the executives have a thing for reader. Not sure if it is murderous intent (ahem, Takeomi) or something more nefarious.
That aside, readers of the first chapter are quite curious about what Mikey or Haruchiyo could have done to make her so afraid of them, so I throw the question back to the audience:
Reblog in the tags or send an anonymous ask what you think they did and why you think it would have been enough to scare her based on what you briefly know about her character.
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lifetimemoviereview Β· 5 months ago
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iloveaustinelvisandmannymore Β· 2 years ago
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Masterlist
Hello, Doves. I'm Candy Rose, and this is my main account. I write for different characters and people; it's all over the place, tbh, but anyway. My requests are closed Rules.
Some of my content will be dark.
I DO NOT tolerate hate; if I see an ounce of hate, I will not hesitate to block or report you.
We're all just people, don't hate someone who just has a different taste in fanfic than you. If you don't like them just move on and don't interact with them.
I hope you enjoy my stories, and like always, stay tuned.
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🌧= Augst.
🧸= Fluff.
πŸ₯΅= Smut.
πŸŒ₯= Hurt/Comfort.
πŸ’ž= Multiple relationships.
πŸŽ™οΈ= Songfic.
πŸ’€= Dark.
☠️= Very dark.
🚫 = Soft dark
🍷= Yandere.
πŸ–€= Black reader.
🍊= Chubby/plus sized reader.
βœ’οΈ = Headcannons.
β—ŒοΏ½οΏ½βƒβ—β™‘β‹†β™‘ β™‘β‹†β™‘β—β‘…βƒβ—Œ β—Œβ‘…βƒβ—β™‘β‹†β™‘ β™‘β‹†β™‘β—β‘…βƒβ—Œ
Austin!Elvis.
Ain't that something, part 2, part 3.🧸, 🌧, πŸ₯΅,πŸ’ž.
Endlessly. 🧸, πŸ’ž
Family odds. ,🌧️,πŸ–€,🧸, πŸ’ž
In it together. πŸ–€, 🌧, πŸ’ž, 🧸
Little Mama. πŸ₯΅, 🧸, 🌧
Little mama 2.πŸ₯΅,🧸,🌧️
In my dreams. 🌧, πŸŽ™οΈ
Too Beautiful. πŸŒ₯️,🧸,🌧️, 🍊
Romeo to my Juliet, 2. πŸŒ₯, 🌧, πŸŽ™οΈ,πŸ–€
Love Power. 🧸,
Love another. 🧸,🌧,πŸ₯΅,🚫,πŸ’ž
His girlπŸ’€,πŸ₯΅,🧸
The Art of Obsession.πŸ’€,πŸ₯΅,🍷
A king's true love.πŸ’€,πŸ₯΅,🍊
Deal. πŸ₯΅,🍷,πŸ’€
Austin Butler.
My butterfly girl. πŸ’€,🍷,πŸ’ž, πŸ₯΅
My Hecliconius, (Butterfly girl part 2)
Daddy's # 1.πŸ₯΅,🌈,🧸
Stalker's baby. ☠️,πŸ₯΅,🧸,🍷
Stalker's little family.πŸ₯΅,☠️,🍷
Knight in sapphire armor.🧸,πŸ₯΅,
Model mine.πŸ₯΅,🚫,🍷,🧸,
Dying love.πŸ₯΅,πŸ’€,🍷,🧸,🌧️,
From the start.🍷,πŸ₯΅,☠️
Jealousy isn't a good look. πŸŒ₯️,🌧️
Just fine.🧸,
Elvis Presley.
The star in his eyes.πŸ’€,🍷,πŸ–€
Gravitation.πŸ₯΅,🍊
Male!Wednesday Addams.
Baby addams.🧸,🍷
Flirting with death.🍷,🧸
Not far from the tree.🧸
Deadly attraction. 🍷
Hello, baby Addams. 🧸, 🍷
Mrs. Addams. 🧸
Freaks. 🧸, πŸ–€
Among the stars. 🧸, πŸ–€
New adition. 🧸
Toji fushiguro.
Guilty love, 2, 3...🍊,πŸ₯΅,🧸,🌧️,πŸŒ₯️
Babysitter.βœ’οΈ,🍊,πŸ₯΅
Loves 'em big.βœ’οΈ,🍊,πŸ₯΅
Breeding.βœ’οΈ,🍊,πŸ₯΅
Pretty admirer. 2.🍊,πŸ₯΅,🍷
His human heifer2.🍊,βœ’οΈ, πŸ₯΅
Sex god.πŸ₯΅,βœ’οΈ
Pimp Toji, 2.βœ’οΈ, πŸ₯΅
Lovers dispute. πŸ₯΅,🌧️.
Doctor's order,2.πŸ₯΅,βœ’οΈ
Forbidden affair.🌧️,πŸ₯΅,🍊
Model's obsession.βœ’οΈ,πŸ₯΅, 🚫
A king's help, 2.πŸ₯΅,βœ’οΈ,🚫
B.F.B.πŸ₯΅,βœ’οΈ,🍊
Miss wolf. πŸ₯΅, 🧸
Master. πŸ₯΅,βœ’οΈ
Apples of his eye. πŸ₯΅,βœ’οΈ, 🍊
Cowgirl. πŸ₯΅, 🍊, βœ’οΈ
Only him.πŸ₯΅, 🍷, 🌧, πŸ’€
Pretty dreams.
To love her.
Simon"Ghost." Riley.
Hero.βœ’οΈ
KΓΆnig.
For the price of two.πŸ₯΅,🚫, πŸ’ž
Ours. 2.πŸ’€,πŸ₯΅,🌧️, πŸ’ž
Neighbor KΓΆnig, 2. πŸ’€,πŸ₯΅
Torturous fun. πŸ₯΅
To be or not to be.πŸ’€
Kim "Horangi" Houg-jin.
For the price of two. πŸ₯΅,🚫, πŸ’ž
Ours. 2.πŸ’€,🌧️,πŸ₯΅, πŸ’ž
To be or not to be. πŸ’€
Ji-woon hak.
His and only his. πŸ₯΅
Fate. 🌧
Remember me.
Beautiful mistakes.
Astarion AncunΓ­n.
Forever, mine. 2.πŸ₯΅,πŸ’€,🍷, 🌧
Don't go.
Kim gunwoo.
Their everything. πŸ₯΅, 🌧, 🧸, πŸ’ž
Bondage love. πŸ₯΅
Boyfriend's best friend. πŸ₯΅, πŸ’ž, βœ’οΈ
From past to future. 🧸
Hong woojin.
Their everything.πŸ₯΅, 🌧, 🧸, πŸ’ž
Boyfriend's best friend. πŸ₯΅, πŸ’ž, βœ’οΈ
Zoro Roronoa.
Stay by me. 🍊, 🍷, 🧸
Important. 🍊, 🧸
Thirsty. βœ’οΈ, πŸ₯΅
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Writing more stuff.
More writing stuff.
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m-ilkiee Β· 3 months ago
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Okay time for my proper review cuz I read it properly now,,, Bro I wanna say in my pov it looks like reader doesn't not have very good self-preservation skills. Like she thinks she does but man 😭 I totally understand tho, she lived in poverty and starving people eat anything.
I feel like Koko will be very interesting in this so will Rindo(I'm just mentioning him cuz you didn't mention him and I just have a gut feeling his character is gonna be like πŸ˜ƒ)
Mikey is crazy as usual which is not unexpected.
I don't read your fics for the smut,, I read it for the plot cuz omggg
I remember you talking about the song Brutus for this fic and it definitely fits according to all the summaries. Wanting what someone has and getting it whatever way you can. This is definitely going to be a very refreshing series.
Alsooooo
How different would you say reader in monsters is from reader in deadly affairs?
You are not wrong at all 😭 I won't give out much information but word's on the street is that as much as reader is a 'girlboss' she's also... reckless, especially when intoxicated -which is 70% of the time. She's intelligent, but not that smart.
Kokonoi has a very big role in this fic. He's the one that saves Reader's ass majority of the time and the reason She's not dead yet. But that doesn't mean he's good to her either... in fact, all executives will have a hand in this fic.
Mikey is well... Mikey :)) i can't say more because my editor (also me) says it's a spoiler.
THANK YOU 😭 Please my smut writing skills is ass, so plot it is!
Framing Reader as Brutus and Mikey as Caeser ... we're gonna have a lot of fun with this one.
In terms of difference; Deadly affairs! Reader is highly intelligent and determined to be at the top of the food chain. She's not above using anyone to get her way, abandoning them right after and she's nit above murdering her own friends, if she'll benefit from it. She also doesn't care for the executives feelings, seeing men as pigs - you'll see it soon. Whereas Monster! Reader is meek and humble, content with her quiet life and would never hurt a fly. Monster! Reader is a people pleaser, while Deadly Affairs! Reader would only suck up to people and then stab them in the back later.
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m-ilkiee Β· 1 month ago
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The links to your deadly affairs chapters aren't working:(
I've checked them, they're working. Try them again just in case.
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m-ilkiee Β· 3 months ago
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I feel like reader was mainly more uncomfortable around Sanzu, not ignoring that she showed obvious discomfort to Mikey as well, and boy is a drug addict. Probably tortured someone in front of her and forgot, or maybe he did it intentionally to scare her, who knows
You're not wrong about that. Of all the executives, Sanzu terrifies her. She picks her words with him the most because he's a minefield, one minute, they're laughing and the second he has a hand around her throat.
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m-ilkiee Β· 3 months ago
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YOOOO I LOVE IT!! ITS JUST SO GOOD 😭😭
I love How reader don’t wanna take Bonten crap and all that, she’s just too good!
Can reader take a break from getting insulted and treated like shi? I just wanna hug her and whoop their asses!
Ngl i felt tension when she sat between Mikey and Sanzu.
Mikey a jerk 😭 and that lil after is πŸ‘ŒπŸ»
I love it! Your stories are just so amazing and you never fail to make me feel like i was in it and it felt real!
And I hope reader don’t get a bad ending please! πŸ˜­πŸ˜­πŸ™πŸ»πŸ™πŸ»
First of all, thank you so much for liking it. It's been a while since I touched the draft and my creativity has been waxing and waning because of how tough school is. You saying my story is immersive really makes doing all this worth it.
Secondly, yup Reader in simple terms is a 'girl boss' at least to anyone that isn't in the inner circle. However, she's far more complex and even more assertive and flawed than many readers I've written in the past. Her relationship with each of the Bonten members is an intertwined web of deceit, betrayal and generational trauma.
As for a good ending, I know in the summary I said she will come out on top, but being on top doesn't mean she's happy.
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m-ilkiee Β· 3 months ago
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" I don't want what you have, I wanna be you" - the buttress
That line reminds me of your new fic's description! Plus I loved the first chapter for it!!
Fun fact, I was listening to the buttress when brainstorming for deadly affairs and I got that exact line from them! Brutus is exactly reader's story, but told in the words of a girl who wants to be the top dog in a man eats man, Yakuza world. Thank you for reading!
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m-ilkiee Β· 3 months ago
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AHHHHH I LOVED IT SOO MUCH WKJDJJDD
Like I your writing is so clear and concise yet descriptive enough that I can visualise it in my head, like honestly like bonten are deadass a bunch of ops, like they treat reader like shit but don't want her with anyone else, and like I love how she's not sitting their and taking their bs but at the same time she's tactful bc shes seen what happened to other women (the fact that other women got smoked for rightfully complaining about sexual harassment pisses me off so much)
All in all a 10 out of 10 story wlfmkemfd
Ah thank you so muchπŸ₯ΊπŸ₯ΊπŸ₯Ί πŸ’žπŸ’ž
Reader is very opinionated, but she is also very smart too and can read the room. Dje knows the kind of men she's with and how easy it us to become a statistic.
I'm glad you loved it.
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m-ilkiee Β· 3 months ago
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Ahh thank you! Mikey just loves having control over everything and no one questioning his actions... sonething that reader will do a WHOLE lot in this fic.
Deadly Affairs: Bonten! Manjiro β€˜Mikey’ Sano x Bonten Reader (+ Bonten)
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Chapter 1: Genesis
Λšβ‚ŠΒ· ͟͟͞͞➞ [series summary]: you’ve seen this story multiple times, where the girl does everything to end up as the wife of the king. In any other timeline, you would have done the same. This time is different. You don’t want to marry the king. You want to be him.
Λšβ‚ŠΒ· ͟͟͞͞➞ [chapter summary]: your destiny starts on your 23rd birthday, at the back of Manjiro Sano’s car, with the loss of your virginity
Λšβ‚ŠΒ· ͟͟͞͞➞ [content warning]: DARK CONTENT, NSFW, DUBCON, bonten timeline, fem reader, power imbalance, age-gap relationship, sexual harrassment/abuse, sexism and misogyny, implied torture, flashing, alcohol/drug use, slight manipulation, drunk sex, public sex, fingering (f. recieving), virginity loss (reader), unprotected sex piv, rough sex, dirty talk, degradation, slut shaming.
Λšβ‚ŠΒ· ͟͟͞͞➞ [r-18+] [not suitable for 17 and under]
Λšβ‚ŠΒ· ͟͟͞͞➞ [wc]: 4.5k
Λšβ‚ŠΒ· ͟͟͞͞➞ [masterlist] [chapter2] [taglist]
Λšβ‚ŠΒ· ͟͟͞͞➞ [notes]: I will no longer be using the series colours on each chapter, since tumblr keeps glitching. Sorry guys :(
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BONTEN, one of the most dangerous organizations that has ever arisen from Japan and possibly, the world. Led by men born from the era of brutality, Japan had never seen such a business successful with covering the tracks of organized crime as much as BONTEN has.
Despite the brutal murders, torture chambers, human and drug trafficking and even bodies found with teeth missing and finger prints skinned off, the police could never completely trace it back to BONTEN. They knew it would have something to do with such a deadly corporation, but as far as the higher ups and Japan's government were concerned, they were just business men with the usual ethical issues.
Anyone who tries to dig in too deep will face Bonten's hammer of judgment.
It's the life you've grown accustomed to for a while ever since Kokonoi had picked you up from the street.
Poverty made you sell your morals to the devil in the designers before you could regret it; Bonten sponsored your university course in accounting, trained you how to use a gun and taught you how important you were to them. Inappropriate touches and comments on your appearance by your fellow workmates and your superiors, you knew that no one would give you the time of the day to care about your accusations.
Besides, you've seen prostitutes that went missing after complaining so much about bonten members being rough with them.
"When is my flight for Makarti scheduled?"
You break out of your thoughts and raise your head to meet the dark eyes of the man sitting in front of you with his head down, Hajime Kokonoi, the man who took you out of the gutters to become his personal assistant who helped with calculations, estimates and other errands.
"It's supposed to be by twelve," you say, preparing yourself for his complaint as you explain the situation. "But your private jet needs a few maintenance checks before it's ready for your flight, so I had to shift it to two pm."
You waited for him to say anything to berate you for not doing the maintenance checks yesterday like he told you to, but instead he kept his head on the work he was doing and brushed it off, making you sigh in relief internally. "That's good, I have some meetings to attend to anyways, so I can avoid having extra work when I return. Also, you've gotten my suits from the dry cleaners?"
"Yes sir."
"And you've sent a message to Mochizuki and Kakucho about the change in flight times?"
"Yes sir."
The room falls silent, save for the noise coming from Kokonoi's fingers typing away on his laptop. You tap your feet lightly, waiting for either his next question or for him to dismiss you until he raises his head to look at you with confusion and annoyance written all over his features.
"Yes?" He stops typing to pay complete attention to you. "What are you still doing here?"
"Sorry sir."
You immediately stand up from the chair with your bag and scramble for the door in haste, adjusting your dress that had ridden up to your thigh. The last thing you wanted was for him to scold you again with disapproving eyes glaring down on you.
Hajime Kokonoi was very hard to please and easy to anger, you could never tell when his switch would flip and you don't like being around whenever it did.
You don't see the way Kokonoi's eyes rest on the curve of your ass strained against the office skirt you had worn today, before looking down your legs as you struggled to open his large office doors
"Wait."
You stop halfway, leaving the door half-open as you turn to the man sitting some feet away from you. Kokonoi rests his angular jaw on his intertwined fingers before clearing his throat. "I just remembered that you would be joining Mikey and Sanzu for a meeting tonight."
You feel the blood in your veins turn cold as you process Kokonoi's words, your fingers curl around the door handle tighter than before, anchoring you to the ground and keeping you from stumbling at the news. Kokonoi doesn't miss the way your face turns sour at the news he had broken, and frankly, he can't exactly blame you for your reaction. The top two executives are frightening, even more brutal than he himself was, especially when it came to you.
"I'm giving you the rest of the day off to prepare." He goes back to his laptop screen and keeps working on the audit he was doing before. The world of the yakuza cares for no man, and if you despise someone, either you kill them or you stick to them like glue. "Someone will come get you by 7pm so be ready by then. You can go now."
The room goes quiet again. Kokonoi can feel your questioning glare asking him why he would break his promise of not letting those men come near you, again.
"Yes sir."
You stomp out of the room angrily and the door slams shut after you, leaving Kokonoi all by himself to keep doing his work. He had to admit, the head on top of your shoulders wasn't just for decoration, you actually do know how to use it.
You knew better than to ask him questions.
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THE noise from the club was deafening the moment you stepped into the place.
Once upon a time, Ran had told you he and his brother used to rule this place with an iron fist, before finding a much smarter way to make everyone submit to them. Now, practically all the clubs littered around Japan, including this one Manjiro Sano had decided to be the venue of the meeting, belong to them in Bonten's name.
Dressed in a sequined two piece cream top and skirt paired with heels, you certainly turned heads with your looks. You could hear whispers of men and women asking about who you were, seeing as you walked up to the V.I.P area with an air of confidence, somewhere only known Bonten members, business partners of Bonten or unlucky women foolish enough to entertain any executive were allowed to enter.
As expected, the guards in charge stopped you in your tracks. You could practically feel the predatory gazes of the men aimed at your choice of clothes, oozing lust, before flickering into disapproval at how you were dressed.
"V.I.Ps only."
His tone was condescending for someone that just stared at you like a piece of meat, although it was nothing new to you when it came to the men in Bonten. You don't pay mind to his attitude, instead lifting up your skirt partially to reveal the Bonten tattoo on your inner thigh. You could see his eyes practically entranced by the flesh of your thighs and the panties peeking through the skirt, greedily absorbing the details of every inch of skin as you lowered your skirt down.
You blame Kokonoi for letting you go through with that idea. Flashing people to reveal your tattoo isn't exactly ideal for you.
"Can I go in now?" You say and without waiting for them to finish, you push past them and got into the entrance to the V.I.P lounge.
IF you had a nickel for everytime Kokonoi lied to you about something, you would be extremely wealthy by now.
You could see the collection of wine bottles distributed across the tables, each to every individual's taste. Smoke billowed around the area, mixing with the scent of weed and alcohol. Voluptuous women were strewn on their laps, sides and even at their feet, smiling and pouring drinks, talking loudly or laughing at something they said.
This is not a meeting. This was a private party and you want nothing to do with it.
Haruchiyo, Bonten's number 2, is the first person to notice you awkwardly standing there and staring at the rest of them in horror and shock. His lips break out in a smile aimed at you, calling your name loudly and garnering everybody's attention, including Manjiro Sano who looked tired and bored, despite the woman who was sitting on his lap and feeding him. "The birthday girl is here, come sit down."
'Birthday girl? Does this look like a party I would like to attend?'
You mindlessly walked towards the space Haruchiyo had made between him and Manjiro, and sat there stiffly. You notice Haruchiyo hasn't touched his drinks at all, as if he was waiting for you to see this madness while he was sober. Electricity runs down your spine as he leaned so close to your ears, lips brushing it lightly to whisper;
"So, do you like it? Boss said I could plan it however I wanted since Kokonoi wasn't around."
'You shouldn't have.' The voice in your head is dry, sarcastic even, but you know better than to trigger him on his good days. Even if the urge to slap him across the face is creeping along the surface, you decided to keep things to yourself.
You glance briefly at Manjiro who was following (or trying to) a conversation the chatty escort he had hired had started. Your gazes meet briefly and you shyly avert your eyes away back to your lap.
Of course it was him that gave Haruchiyo the reins to host this party. Who else could do something like this?
You sigh weakly and turn to Haruchiyo, who was still waiting for your answer with a huge expectant grin on his lips. It wasn't like you could tell him the truth about how this party felt like it was for the men of Bonten and not for you.
"It's um…" you forced a smile at him before you continued lying. "... nice. Thank you sir."
A sigh of relief escapes your lips when his grin widens. You feel his arm drape over your shoulders, drawing you closer to his body. He dips his head into the crook of your neck, hot breath dancing along your body as he whispers in your ear again.
"Anything for you princess."
You sit frozen when he pulls away from you and goes back to the escort he was chatting with as if he didn't just make your heart race. You didn't get to think about it for long when a wine glass is put right in front of your face. Manjiro does not look at you as he shakes the wine glass in your face and you take it from him, trying to ignore the electricity running through your fingertips that brushed his.
"Thank you sir."
"Try to relax." His voice is low enough for only you to hear him speak. Your body grows hotter when he turns his gaze completely on your body, slowly scanning your attire for the evening before focusing on your face again. "We're not punishing you this time."
You nod quickly, making a huge effort to keep the glass in your shaking hands. Being so close to Manjiro Sano and Haruchiyo Sanzu proved to be more difficult than it should have been. Was it the fear that had been instilled into you by these men themselves?
Or was it the fact that you were surrounded by the constant reminders of your twisted sexual fantasies?
"A toast, to the birthday girl!" Ran's loud voice brings you out of your thoughts and you absentmindedly raise your glass up into the air. Whatever it is you feel about them doesn't matter, you couldn't afford to get anymore involved with Bonten beyond office contact.
"To life and a fatter ass!"
You don't notice Manjiro watching your facial expression morph into a scowl before hiding it with a fake laugh and repeating. "To life and a fatter ass."
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Β Β "YOU didn't like the party.
You don't say anything in response, with the light hum of the car's engine serving as the only sound in the vehicle and opting to look out of the window instead, watching the cars drive past yours. Of course you absolutely hated everything tonight; hell even your sour facial expression couldn’t be hidden by your usual fake laughter and flirty words. Manjiro Sano had noticed and offered to take you home early when you said you were tired.
You don’t feel bad for cutting his time short despite him having little time to be frivolous. It’s his fault anyways for setting up a disaster like this in the first place without even being considerate enough to assume you wouldn’t want it and you don’t owe him any gratitude for a job terribly done.
He sighs after a while, now looking out of his own window to distract himself from the way your skirt rode up to reveal the flesh of your thighs. "I'm sure Sanzu tried his best given how he ... is."
Something in you snaps at that moment and you face him with annoyance in your eyes. You were just about done with the way he kept digging the knife deeper into your gut. "I had plans for the evening Mr. Sano." You put it bluntly, not caring if he took offense to your words or just ignored you completely. "I did not ask for anything. I'm beginning to think you do this to make me miserable."
Your frown only deepens when you hear him chuckle quietly before turning around to face you with a curious look written all over his face. Somehow, seeing you upset made you cuter in his eyes; You always looked so vulnerable in times like these, whether you're walking on eggshells around him or outright being ungrateful to him. Maybe it's the alcohol giving you an extra boost to speak your mind, and he'll allow it for now because he wants to hear what you have to say.
But it won't go unpunished.
"What were the plans you had for this evening?"
Manjiro doesn't miss the way your face contorts slightly into an uncomfortable smile. It's not like he didn't know anyways, he had overheard your discussion with Ran’s assistant about what you wanted to do about two weeks ago and it was what made him call Haruchiyo to plan the most disastrous party ever to stop you from going ahead with your plan.
"It's nothing, never min-"
"I know you wanted to hook up with some idiot you met on a dating app, don't play coy with me."
You swallowed hard at his harsh tone, flickering your eyes anywhere but his face. The ridiculous last minute party made sense now that he had ripped the band aid off. Manjiro must have heard of your plans to hook up with someone you had met, since Kokonoi never let you even breathe in peace or left you alone whenever you wanted to do something.
"Today was my only chance and you ruined it." Your voice cracks slightly as you hiss at him. It was frustrating honestly, the one time you had to yourself without Bonten breathing down your neck, they found a way to make you even more miserable. "I have needs too for god's sake! I have a life outside being your lackey-"
"So you were going to let some lowlife stick his dick into you because you can't keep your legs shut."
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me."
You try to reply to him again but no words come to your head. You can only close your mouth and look at your lap; it's unbelievable that he was berating you for wanting some form of intimacy in your life after being so pent up and going through so much shit. "So what do you expect me to do Mr. Sano?" Your voice is bitter but you didn't care any more at this point. "Ask Kokonoi to fuck me? Or should I go to Ran or Haruchiyo? Or…"
A smile makes its way to your face the moment an idea pops into your mind. You raised your head sharply towards him and jabbed a finger into his chest to buttress your point.
"Or should I ask you to do it? To corrupt and taint me?"
"Stop that."
"Do you want to fuck me, Mr. Sano? Is that why you hate seeing me with those low-lives? Is that it?"
"Don't start something you know you can't finish, (name)" it's a stern warning and you know Manjiro Sano isn't just being petty as usual. He was actually getting riled up from your constant taunting, which only served as entertainment with you because when was the last time you saw Mikey ever react to anything? "Or else."
But you don't listen to him. Even though you know from past experience that angering your volatile boss could end up with a bullet embedded in your brain, you push yourself closer to his body until you were flush against him, watching him stiffen as you lowered your lips next to his ear and rested your hand on his muscular thigh. It's obvious you're not thinking straight since you've had a couple of drinks and he's trying to keep that in mind, especially when you begin to trace a line towards his crotch area.
"Or else what, Mr. Sano?"
It happened so fast you could barely comprehend how he had you on your back to the seat with his body hovering over yours. Bleach blond bangs frame his face, highlighting the once empty, soulless eyes into darkened gazes full of lust and greed, hot breath hitting your face. A strong pale veiny hand pins your arms above your head, his knees separating your thighs, your jaw in a bruising grip of his other hand.
"S-sir-"
"A bit too late for that." He cuts you short, before turning his head to the driver of the vehicle. "Stop the car, now."
Your heart thuds loudly against your chest as the driver pulls the car into a dark corner hidden from the streetlights, coming to a stop. Manjiro does not ease up his grip, nor does he stop gazing into your soul as he tells the driver to "get out" in less than polite terms. You can hear the door of the car open and close quietly, along with the faint flicker of a lighter as the man walks away from the car.
With the two of you alone, Manjiro doesn't hesitate to crash your lips against each other in a messy kiss. Your boss wins the battle of dominance almost immediately with the sheer force he uses to force your mouth open with his hand so that he could explore your mouth. Your moans are silenced with each bruising kiss from him, his teeth grazing your lips before his tongue swipes over the marked place, engulfing your mouth with his until your lungs burn for air.
Moans of "sir" escaped your lips in sync with every wet kiss he placed on your face and cheek. Manjiro moves his lips from your lips, to your jaw and then settles onto your neck. The feeling of his teeth grazing your neck has you mewling and leaning into his touch. His hand leaves your jaw and quickly makes its way to your skirt, hiking it up a bit to reveal your panties and the Bonten tattoo on the plush of your inner thigh.
Manjiro pulls away from your neck and you let out an annoyed whine, already craving for his mouth on your neck again. His eyes sizes up the lace panties you had worn, a wet patch forming on it and he begins to trace a finger up and down your slit, teasing you through your panties. You let out a soft "hngh" from your lips as he moves to your clothed clit, rubbing tight circles, sending waves of electricity all over your lower region.
"Don't think I'm going easy on you." He mutters whilst pushing your soaked panties aside to reveal your bare cunt. A soft whine escapes your lips as two of his fingers start entering into your tight pussy, forcing its way into your walls until you accommodate the intrusion. "As soon as I'm done stretching out this cunt, I'm going to ruin you for anyone else."
You don't get to reply as his fingers begin to move at a pace that has your body trembling.
His fingers curled into you, pumping them in and out of your pussy. A loud moan escapes your lips when his fingers brush that spot, making your eyes roll back and pussy pulse around his fingers. "You like that?" He whispers close to your neck, biting and sucking marks into your skin, not letting up his rough finger fucking, curling his fingers even the more that has your legs shaking and the coil in your belly tightening. "Of course you do. You like it so much, look at how you're clenching on my fingers like a needy slut." His tone is mocking and yet, it only seemed to add fire to the flame.
Your body spasms in his hold, breathing fast as a violent orgasm rips through you until it becomes a dull throbbing and your head hangs while trying to catch your breath. Manjiro pulls away from your cunt and kneels upright. You peek through your lashes, watching him impatiently unbuckle his belt with one hand and toss it aside on the floor, followed by him working down the zipper and buttons of his pants, tugging it to his knees along with his boxers to reveal his thick, veiny cock springs free of its confines, drops of pre leaking from it.
He takes his dick in his free hand and smears the tip with pre before lining it up with your hole. A quiet groan escapes your lips as he rubs his length against your glistening pussy gathering all the slick, your heavy breathing matching his own. His grip on your hands above your head tightens, keeping you in place as he positions his tip in front of your entrance.
The pain when he pushes his tip into you is almost unbearable.
Your eyes snapped shut in response and you bit your lip to keep yourself from screaming as he slowly inched into you. "It'll be much easier for the both of us if you relax." He hisses at you, before reaching for your clit and circling it gently, trying to distract you from the pain. "Breathe."
His words were like a mantra and you found yourself taking in a deep breath and letting it out, trying your hardest to relax. Slowly, the pain from being stretched out gave way to feeling so full for the first time until he was buried at the hilt. A groan escapes Manjiro's lips; the feeling of your velvety walls around his hard cock was divine and if he didn't have any ounce of self control he would have cum immediately. His hips experimental rolls against yours and the loud "Manjiro" you let out had his brain short circuiting.
Everything is a blur after that.
His pace is fast, angling himself to your g-spot and abusing it, the whole car shaking with the power of his thrusts. His finger plays with your clit, despite you screaming "too much sir, too much!" in between moans and trying to squirm away from his brutal ministrations.
"Don't run away now, (name), I'm just doing what you want. Look at how well you're doing for a virgin." He says in between pants, thrusting into you even faster. He doesn't miss the whimper escaping your lips as his tip abuses your g-spot repeatedly- in fact it only encourages him to keep up the pace. "You're so obedient, I like this version of you. Might make you my personal slut- shit-"
His balls tighten at the feeling of your cunt fluttering around him at that sentence. Seeing him staring down at you condescendingly as he fucks into you hard is shamefully arousing, and your mouth can't help letting out loud moans of pleasure when his fat tip prods against your cunt.
The noises of skin slapping skin from the intensity of his thrusts in the car is obscene and noisy, you're sure the guard standing outside is well aware of what is going on.
He lets go of your clit briefly to put your leg on his bony shoulder, bringing you even closer to him and presses a hot, messy kiss on your lips, his tongue playing with yours again. You answer his kiss with another weak moan, the coil in your belly tighten once again with the urge to snap.
"You look so fucked out, it's pathetic" he laughs against your lips and moves his head to the crook of your neck. His grip tightens on your hand as he holds your trembling body in place. "I would have mistakened you for a slut if you weren't so fucking tight." His hips stutter, before regaining his pace again. He spits out darkly; "Since you're so cock hungry, maybe you should be our personal slut, huh? Bonten's cumrag?"
Maybe it's the alcohol coupled with the intense feeling of pleasure that has your mind completely dumb for him. Maybe it's because he's the one in control of everything as he rolls his hips into you, bringing you closer and closer to edge, his dark eyes clouded with lust and greed peering into yours that had you saying "yes, yes yes yes-" until your second orgasm washes over you, more intensely than the first and knocks you out completely soon after.
He falls over the edge too, pumping loads and loads of cum into you as he bucks into you with a few more thrusts, more than anything he's produced before until he's spent completely. He pulls himself away from your cunt immediately and sits on his heels, dark eyes watching cum leak out of your abused hole and pool down your cunt with interest. Manjiro's eyes flicker up to your face and realized you have passed out.
'It must have been too intense for you, huh.'
He releases your hands above your head, taking note of the fingerprint bruises on his hand and reaches for your bag to take out your wipes. He cleans the cum and specks of blood outside your cunt and tries to dab off the stain on the chair as well before tugging your skirt down and adjusting his pants. Wounding down the window of the car, Manjiro signs the driver outside to come in and he obeys immediately, putting out his cigarette on the concrete wall.
A sigh escapes his lips, in sync with the car engine revving up again. Manjiro's eyes flicker down to your sleeping figure that he's maneuvered to his lap and trails his gaze down to the marks littered all over your jaw and neck. Deft fingers circle around the swelling skin, still lost in thought about how pretty you look with his markings.
Something in him is selfish when it comes to you. He’s never been outright with his affections, but there’s just something about you that makes him want to have you in his cage, trapped with him. Perhaps it’s why he let Koko take you in all those years ago and why you haven’t died yet despite your misdeeds. Maybe it’s because he sees himself in you; the pain and the loss, the madness that you’ve buried deep down in your heart.
But for now, he’ll settle with whatever you both have. As long as you stayed with him. And as long as you stayed loyal to Bonten.
"Take us to my house."
Forever. Even in death.
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m-ilkiee Β· 3 months ago
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Alright guys, guess what! I'm bringing back chapter discussions and polls! But I'm doing it with a twist!
For deadly affairs, the story is like a documentary ... a juicy gossip scoop on the newspapers about a company doing shady stuff. So I'll be dropping littke hints about the next chapter, like a brief newspaper article blurb on both the posted chapter and what might happen next, before posting the question if the poll. So I'll be doing it like a gossip column.
For Monsters, the story is seemingly like a true crime documentary. So the commentary I'll be doing before posing the question will take on the style of a true crime doc. Mostly blind items and scenes that didn't make it but are important to the story would be added on the post. So like a true crime documentary.
For E-boys/Stupid Love, think of tiktok story times where we're talking behind reader's back about her shitty boyfriend! Mostly pointing out scenes we missed and putting more context to Megumi's actions, since the story has an unreliable narrator (reader). So tiktok style doc-series.
Every chapter discussion will be under the featured tag #chapter discussion πŸ’ž
For Monsters - #monsters β™‘
For Deadly Affairs - #deadly affairs 🍷
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m-ilkiee Β· 3 months ago
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2hrs left guysss
Welcome to the first Deadly Affairs poll/ Chapter discussion. I hope you enjoy it here!
brief warning: violence, torture and implied SA
We all know the complicated feelings Mikey habours for our dear reader, and Reader's not so secret sexual fantasies about him, but that's not the only member a bit too curious about our heroine.
It's apparent Bonten's Cash cow and reader have some tension (even if it seems one-sided... or is it?) brewing between them in the office. And the loyal dog seemed keen on making his Princess happy during that disaster of a party. In fact, word in the boardrooms say that the executives have a thing for reader. Not sure if it is murderous intent (ahem, Takeomi) or something more nefarious.
That aside, readers of the first chapter are quite curious about what Mikey or Haruchiyo could have done to make her so afraid of them, so I throw the question back to the audience:
Reblog in the tags or send an anonymous ask what you think they did and why you think it would have been enough to scare her based on what you briefly know about her character.
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