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k-renne · 5 years

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THE FAMILY BUSINESS

SUMMARY: Kylo Ren was a man to be feared, who just so happened to be your biggest rival. Families once allied now split apart, because you and Kylo could never get along. Even if there was something deeper beneath the surface of your petty fights, neither of you ever let it surface until one fateful night. Prompt fill for @cas-backwards-tie ‘s writing challenge - mob au and enemies to lovers

WARNINGS: SM*T, Kylo being an arrogant asshole

WORD COUNT: 4.1K

TAGS: @oh-adam, @adamsnackdriver

Kylo nonchalantly waved his hand, gesturing away the man that was grovelling before him at his desk.

“Please! Boss, I don’t have the money...just a few more weeks I promise.” The man begged. Kylo scoffed at the pathetic man, he knew he shouldn’t have trusted him. Once again, it was his mistake in listening to Hux. The black pitbull that sat besides Kylo growled at him, making him back off.

“Good boy,” Kylo pet his dogs head.

“Wait-wait! I can get you something you want, information on the Romano family-they’re supposed to be getting a new shipment tonight.”

That peaked Kylo’s interest, the Romano family was his greatest adversary. And he owed them a special visit, they crossed him once after backing out on a deal and they were enemies ever since. He knew just why they backed out too, and he especially wanted to get back at that person.

You were the eldest daughter of the Romano family, and you sure were a fucking thorn in Kylo’s side. Even as children, you hated each other. At one point you were meant to be married, but you were always too spoiled to ever get along with him. He still remembered all your little schemes to get him in trouble, his parents always believing your perfect angelic smile.

Maybe there was one point where he did want you, all of the sudden one summer on your yearly family vacation, you had grown up. With his hormones raging, Kylo couldn’t help but stare at you in that swimsuit, which you filled out so well it should’ve been fucking illegal. But, he wasn’t as lucky. He was a bit of a late bloomer, he looked awkward and gangly and his ears stuck out. The creepy staring probably didn’t help, but he couldn’t help it!

The memory of that day still burned in his mind, how disgusted you looked at him. How you fucking told on him to his parents, and how his mother reprimanded him. You never said it, but he just knew you thought he was a loser. Pale, overly sensitive, and weak - you’d never find him attractive.

After that summer he was determined to prove you wrong, so Kylo changed. He worked on himself, spent a lot of time in the gym. And by the time that he had hit his growth spurt, grown out his hair to cover his ears, girls started looking at him differently. No one ever knew why, but they knew Kylo Ren came from a wealthy family, and everyone wanted a piece of that.

Maybe he did become a bit of a fuckboy, he had finally gained some confidence and now he was rolling in it. But you still looked at him with disgust, and that pissed him off.

“What princess? What is it gonna take for me to be good enough for little miss perfect? Huh?” Kylo asked you, frustrated with your clear distaste for him.

“Why the fuck would I want to marry a guy who sleeps around like you do?” You scoffed. The way you saw it, Kylo was shallow. He only payed you any mind once you started to develop, staring at you so intensely it frightened you - and you did anything to keep him from looking at you like that. You dressed more conservatively, gave him dirty looks, even told his mom because the heat of his gaze was just too much.

Kylo rolled his eyes, “You’re just a fucking prude.” He narrowed his eyes, frowning at your turtleneck. Honestly, seeing you dressed that way just pissed him off. “Princess, there isn’t anyway you can hide those tits of yours. Not even with all those damn turtlenecks. In fact maybe if you showed them off more, I’d be a little nicer to ya.” Kylo smirked.

Okay, maybe that was a dick thing to say. But he couldn’t stop the words spilling from his mouth, he blamed you for making him this way. You were just so goddam frustrating, always pissing him off.

You gasped, outraged you punched him right in the nose.

“Fuck! You bitch, my nose is fucking bleeding.” Kylo cursed, shouting at you as blood streamed down his face. He brought his hand up to cover his nose, and groaned in pain. His only retribution was that you might’ve broken your hand. But no, you just dusted off your knuckles, smirking at him.

“What? Afraid a little blood will dirty your clothes?” You mocked him, pouting.

“Fuck you,” Kylo spat blood at you, face scrunched up in anger. “When I take over the family, you and I are gonna be sworn enemies.”

“As if we aren’t already.” You shook your head.

Yeah, that was the end of that engagement.

True to his word when Kylo took over, he cut ties completely with your family. Maybe his mother was pissed at him for it, and maybe it wasn’t the best business move. But it was worth it to see the look on his face, show you he meant what he said all those years ago.

He had kept his distance from your family, but with this new information he had his chance to take a hit on his biggest competitor. “Fine, I’m feeling generous. I’ll give you a week.” Kylo told the man.

Luckily the fool knew better than to complain about the short amount of time, and thanked the boss for his graciousness. “Now get the fuck outta my sight,” Kylo pointed to the door.

Once left alone, Kylo sighed. He opened the desk of his drawer to pull something out. It was a picture from a few years back, your 21st birthday, wearing that cursed turtleneck and frowning at the gift he gave you. An embarrassingly scandalous piece of lace, that made your face flush and Kylo smirk as everyone stared at the offending item. The punishment was worth seeing that look on your face, mouth in an oh shape as you picked up the necklace that came with it...princess spelled out in gold letters. How your parents had to stop you from tackling him to the ground, all so worth it.

“That’s right princess, you’re finally gonna get what’s coming.” Kylo stared at the picture in his hand, a devilish smirk forming on his face.

Truthfully, you wanted no part of the family business. It was never your dream, you always wanted to become a doctor. But part way through med school your parents pulled you out, with Kylo now at the helm they needed your set of skills. So here you were, freezing your ass off at the dock, dressed in black from head to toe with a bullet proof vest under your suit jacket.

You hated having any part of this, selling weapons. But family was family, and you were loyal to yours. You just had a bad feeling about tonight, about Kylo Ren making an unwanted appearance. Your father said nothing would happen, that he’d never attack like that, but you didn’t hold the same opinion.

And now here you were, watching over the exchange with a shotgun at your side. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, until black cars came from nowhere. “Fuck he’s here, get a move on we’ve got company.” You barked out orders, whistling for back up.

The man himself stepped out of a car, surrounded by a few men with very big guns. You narrowed your eyes at him, lips pressed in a thin line. Kylo just smirked, bathing in your anger. He fucking loved to rile you up.

Your people stood ready to shoot, but you held them back. Knowing Kylo would want to talk first, offer some sort of ridiculous deal. “Well, you’re here, what do you fucking what?”

Kylo hissed, grasping his chest dramatically, “Ooh princess, is that how you greet your former fiancé.”

You let out a harsh laugh, “That’s putting it nicely, no Kylo, that’s how I greet a man holding me at fucking gunpoint.” You took a step forward, challenging him.

“Look princess, we all know this could get real bloody and no one really wants that. So I propose we make a deal.” Kylo takes a step forward to match yours, now looming over you.

“Only if it’s reasonable.” You replied.

“Nothing is reasonable in your eyes.” He shot back. “I want you, to be my personal guard dog. I know your skills princess, I want you to work for me.” He spoke lowly as he explained the deal, seductively.

You felt insulted, “You think I’d give up my family, give up everything for you!”

“No princess, I think you’d give it up to prevent blood on your hands.” Kylo took a step forward, now chest to chest with you, placing his hand over your hip.

“Fuck you!” You cursed at him. He was so distracted he didn’t feel the barrel of your gun against him. And when he did, you pulled the trigger. No way you could miss at that distance. Kylo fell back against the ground, clutching his stomach. It wasn’t the first time he’d been shot, but he wasn’t expecting it from you. Even with the vest it hurt like a bitch. He shouted orders at his men while you held a defensive position, you were prepared, you told everyone exactly what to do if Kylo came and they were ready.

In moments everything was a mess of gunfire, somehow a smoke bomb thrown out in the mix and everything that made everything a blur. You could hear Kylo shouting, no doubt furious that you shot him and you couldn’t help but smirk to yourself at that.

When the smoke cleared, the gunfire stopped. And in the middle stood yours and Kylos parents, Leia Organa herself glaring at her son.

“This-” She pointed to you and Kylo, men coming out of nowhere to grab the two of you and bring you to them. “Has gone too far.” She looked pointedly at her son.

“What! I didn’t do anything!” You defended.

“Yeah fucking right,” Kylo scoffed, still trying to wrestle himself out of the men’s arms until his mother gave him a look. You chose to save your dignity and to not struggle.

“No sweetheart, my son has been an ass to you, but you didn’t need to shoot him.” Leia says to you.

“Hey-” Kylo begins to defend but gets cut off.

“And you! We specifically told you not to do something like this Kylo, the Romano’s are not our enemies. They are our dear friends. You need to put whatever you have with Y/N aside, and apologize.”

Kylo huffed and turned his head away, “And what if I refuse?” He said smoothly.

“She needs to apologize too,” Your parents added.

“What! No way,” You shook your head, while Kylo snickered.

“We had a feeling you’d say that,” Leia crossed her arms. “So, until you two make up, you’re on lockdown.”

“We’ve got a special place for the two of you, and you’re not going to be able to leave until you make up.” Your father added.

Kylo frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’ll see,” Leia winked at him, and you swear his face turned white as a ghost. Shit, this was gonna be bad.

Soon you were shoved back in the car with Kylo, which sped off to some unknown destination before you and Kylo could do anything. Kylo tried to make a call, but found his cell service was mysteriously nonexistent. “Fuck, we’re screwed.”

He turned to see you staring out the window, back turned and ignoring him. “Princess, we should at least try and make up look maybe I-” Kylo began to apologize, but you cut him off.

“I don’t want to talk right now Kylo.” You grumbled at him.

“But-”

“Please!” And he shut up after that. It didn’t stop him from letting out a heavy sigh, which seemed to grate on your nerves.

You felt really upset, stuck in a car with Kylo was the last place you wanted to be. He’d insulted your pride too many times to count, and acted like a child around you.

It wasn’t until you were shuffled out of the car into a cable car, carrying you up into a mountain that you said, “We really are screwed.” You frowned.

“Yeah, finally you’ve said something that makes some fucking sense,” Kylo laughed. You only glared at him, and he actually apologized, “Sorry.”

But, it was hard to believe an apology coming from him. Even if it seemed genuine. A trick to humiliate you in the end no doubt. It was freezing on the mountain as you and Kylo watched the cable car descend, leaving you and him to survive in the little log cabin behind you.

You opened the door and Kylo followed, making his distaste known right away as he pointed to the bed, “What the fuck is this! Some kind of joke.”

It was a one room cabin, with a fireplace, a bathroom, and a little kitchenette, a queen bed tucked in the corner. You felt heat rush to your face as you thought of having to share a bed with Kylo, oh this was going to be rough.

Kylo looked between the bed and back at you, “That’s gonna be a tight fit.”

“And what is that supposed to mean! You’re the one who’s a fucking sasquatch.”

Kylo placed his hand on the side of your head against the wall, caging you with his broad shoulders. “So what if I am princess, don’t get your granny panties in a twist.” His hot breath hit your face as he leaned in, the tension between you thick enough to be cut by a knife.

“I do not wear granny panties!”

“Really? Prove it to me,” He purred. You were turning him on, sure you fucking shot him earlier but he still had a thing for you. He always did. That’s what pissed him off about you, managing to be likeable even when you insulted him. And seeing you pissed off, he lived for it. So what if it got him off? He was gonna marry you after all.

“Oh my god! You perv, you’re getting turned on aren’t you? You just wanna see me in my underwear. Typical to always be thinking of sex even now.” You pushed against his chest, seeing right through his words and the pink dusting on his cheeks. Of course he didn’t budge, instead pressing himself flush against you.

“And why does that bother you so much princess? I’m a man and I have fucking eyes, sorry if I’m not allowed to be attracted to you, my fucking ex fiancé.”

“You don’t want me, you don’t even know me. You just want my body.”

Kylo leaned closer to speak into your ear, “I sure fucking do, I’d be crazy not to.” He growled.

You pressed harder against the hard planes of his chest, and when that did nothing you kneed him where you shot him in the stomach. Making him stumbled backwards. Angry now, the two of you were on each other, wrestling on the ground. Using your thighs you pinned Kylo’s hips to the ground, holding his wrists to the floor with your hands.

Kylo looked up at you, his cheeks flushed and panting. “Worst thing is you don’t even realize how fucking hot you are.” He rasped, admiration in your eyes. It was rare anyone could pin him, and maybe he let you do it just a little bit. But he couldn’t deny your strength.

“Shut up.” You placed your hand over his mouth. He started to laugh, vibrating against your fingers. As you adjusted the hold of straddle against him, Kylo groaned. He really was turned on, and now you could feel it against you, of course he was huge there too.

Instead of getting off him, you gasped, your mouth in that same little oh shape as your 21st birthday. Fuck Kylo loved seeing you make that face, he thrusted his hips in approval, grinding back against you.

You quickly turned your head down, biting your lip as you tried to fight your arousal. Was it bad that fighting with him like this turned you on? Knowing that he still wanted you, even after you had done everything to make him think otherwise all these years.

He tested your reaction, grinding against you a second time, hard enough to make you let out an undignified little squeak. “Stop-” You protested weakly, not really meaning it.

Kylo got out of your hold easily and sat up, now holding you by the waist in his lap. “Listen, I was trying to say it earlier but you interrupted me. I am sorry, princess, I am.”

“No-you don’t mean that,” You whimpered, sniffling.

“I do,” Kylo said softly. “I’m sorry for calling you a bitch that one time, I deserved that punch. I’m sorry for sleeping around-I was confused and, being a huge dick. I’m sorry I didn’t show you that I cared, or ever made you feel uncomfortable with my staring.”

“No Kylo, that’s not it,” You murmured.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean-I like your staring, maybe too much. That’s why I was uncomfortable.” You confessed.

Kylo purred in appreciation, “Oh? You like the way I look at you, how...interesting.” He rubbed his hand along your back.

“Don’t tease me now!” You hid your face in his chest, embarrassed.

“You’re so cute,” He hummed. “Makes me want to eat you out.”

“Kylo!”

“Shh, princess. I still need to make it up to you.” Kylo kissed the top of your head. He lifted you up in his arms, and placed you down on the bed.

“Woah-don’t you think this is a little fast? We apologized, we can leave.”

“Hmm I don’t know about that, I still think we have some making up to do.” Kylo kissed your neck, crawling on top of you. “Besides don’t you think it would be nice, just you and me completely isolated. No one to bother us for a couple of days. Like the honeymoon I never got to give you. And technically sweetheart you haven’t apologized yet, but I won’t force it out of you.”

“You actually wanted to marry me?” You ask in disbelief.

“Why is that so hard to believe? You’re a gorgeous, intelligent, sexy woman who always keeps me on my toes. You’re my match and I lo-like you, I always have. That’s why you’re so damn frustrating.”

You furrowed your brows, “It never seemed like that.” Your heart skipping a beat at his almost confession.

“Well, give me a few days to prove you wrong. I just need...one more chance, I’ve grown up a lot since we were engaged. I’d treat you better than any man could, like a princess.” He kissed your cheek.

He was so hard to resist when he was sweet talking you like this, when you still could feel the heat of his body pressed against you. Slowly your resistance was melting away, leaving behind the undeniable truth. That you liked him too. Maybe that’s why some of the things he did hurt you so much, but you had time to get over that. And now, the man before you who was pleading for another chance, he was the one you always dreamed Kylo would be. So, you said yes.

He didn’t even give you a second to change your mind before he was kissing you. Humming in pleasure as you kissed him back, as he tasted the sweetness of your tongue. “Fuck this needs to come off,” He pawed at the straps of your bulletproof vest. He had taken his off after he got shot, but you still had yours on.

When he got that off, he groaned as he was met with the soft flesh under your clothes. “This too.” He tugged on your turtleneck. He growled when he saw your lacy bra, overeager and squeezing your breasts in his hands. “Yes, fuck. Can’t wait to worship these babies, I’ve been dying to get my hands on these tits for years.”

“Yeah I’ve noticed.” You laugh, until Kylo pulls back your bra to get his mouth over a nipple. He sucks and bites gently, finally taking off your bra so he can properly massage the other breast. He pulls back for a moment to look at you, before purring and nuzzling your tits.

You help tug off his shirt, wanting to feel more of him and frown seeing the bruise on his abdomen with a circle of broken skin. “I’m sorry about that.”

“No, princess. I deserved that too.” He shook his head, leaning in for another kiss. You obliged him, and he smiled against your lips.

His attention was next set between your legs, “Now, I really do wanna see what underwear you wear.” He pulled down your pants suddenly, eyes widening at the familiar black lace. “Oh princess you didn’t, fuck it’s like you knew I was gonna fuck you later. A matching fucking set of all things.” Kylo groaned, dropping his head in your chest in mock defeat.

Before you could tease him or defend yourself, his mouth was on your pussy. Lapping over the fabric against the heat of your cunt, pulling it aside with two fingers lazily in his greed for more of your taste. You whine and call his name, only making him amp up his efforts.

He settles your thighs on his shoulders, his hand holding one thigh as the other rubs over your clit with the rough pad of his thumb. You arch your hips and he rewards you by dragging his tongue against your walls, rubbing your clit harder. He moans as you gush wetness over his mouth, his plump lips puckering over your pussy. You continue to writhe in pleasure and he hums in approval, the vibration of it making you clench on his tongue.

To work you open properly, he switches his fingers with his tongue, starting with just his middle finger curling inside you. Still, he lavishes your clit with his tongue and lips, kissing, sucking, and licking his way to your orgasm as he fucks you with his fingers.

As you cum he praises you, savoring the sound of your wet pussy against his fingers, “Yes that’s it, good girl, let your sweet pussy cum right on my fingers. Get it nice and ready for my cock.”

He leaves his pants on when he pulls out his cock, stroking himself as you come down from your high. “You look so beautiful like that princess, I can’t wait to ruin your tight little pussy with my cum.”

He splits you open with his thick cock, his thighs spreading yours apart so he can reach even deeper. “Fuck princess you’re pussy is sucking me right in, bet you’re just aching to get fucked.”

He rocks his hips slowly at first, letting you adjust to the size of him, grunting and panting at your heat and wetness. Then he grabs the headboard of the bed, and leverages it to begin fucking you in earnest. You start to let out little moans, and he smirks. “Yeah? You like that huh? Good thing no one’s around to hear me fucking you like this.”

The cockiness is what gets you, makes you whine for him. “Yes, keep making that noise, so sweet for me,” He coos, cupping your face with one hand.

“Oh fuck, princess I’m gonna cum, fill up that tight pussy.” He warns you. Kylo pauses for a second, only to use that moment to start fucking you so hard the bed sounds like it’s going to break. Squeaking, his balls slapping against your ass, fucking you like a wild beast as he cums. He lets out a breath that he’s been holding, his hair dripping with sweat and his chest flushed red. He rubs your over sensitive clit with his fingers to make you cum a second time, before settling down next to you.

He kicks off his pants, wiping you clean with his underwear before swinging a thigh over you. Kylo softly nuzzles your neck, placing soft little kisses as you catch your breath, his hand caressing your belly. “Mmmm, so nice...you felt so nice, even better than I imagined.” He yawns.

“I’m keeping you for a few days at least my love, then maybe we can get eloped,” He murmurs, basking in the afterglow of his pleasure. “Don’t expect me to let you go anytime soon.”

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