Tony:

Tony:

Peter:

Tony: I just don’t know how you thought-

Peter: Mr Stark please let’s not talk about it anymore

Harley: What happened?

Tony: He asked the dentist if he should take his mask off or leave it on

Official concept art by Ryan Meinerding, directly inspired by a panel of Comic Otto and Spidey!

James: good morning starshine, the earth says hello

remus: shut the fuck up

"are you expecting me to beg for my life now" + "i loved you in this lifetime. i won't make that mistake in the next." with mob!kylo 🥺🤍

Please Believe Me

Mob!Kylo Ren x F!Reader

Words: ~2.6k

Summary: Someone has betrayed notorious mob boss Kylo Ren, and all signs point to you.

Warnings: angst, kidnapping, restraints, gags, damsel in distress, guns, injuries, mentions of blood, death, implied torture, betrayal, the mob.

A/N: Thank you so much Asher for the request and inspiration! I haven’t written for Mob!Kylo in a long time, and it was fun diving back in for this! I hope this doesn’t disappoint! Enjoy! Special thanks to Sami (@mylifeisactuallyamess) for reading over this and always hyping me up!

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The coarse rope dug into your wrists, securing them together behind the back of the rickety wooden chair. More rope was strung around your waist, keeping you from getting up. A cloth was pulled between your lips, tied behind your head, and a burlap bag covered your head. The smell of the sea and dead fish filled the air, and you could hear the sound of water lapping against wood and the horns of cargo ships setting sail. You must be near the docks, which meant nothing good was going to happen to you here.

Grabbed as you were leaving the cafe that morning, a black SUV with dark tinted windows pulled up along the sidewalk, and two large men hauled you into the backseat, their faces covered by black masks. They worked quickly to silence you, and prevented you from seeing anything by placing a sack over your head. After driving for some time, rough hands dragged you out of the car as you kicked and screamed to no avail.

Your worst fear seemed to be coming true. Being engaged to one of the most dangerous men in the city put a target on your back, and someone had finally decided to aim and take their shot. At least, that’s what you thought, right up until the bag was removed, and you saw your kidnapper.

“Hello, Angel,” he said, darkness laced in his tone.

Kylo Ren sat in a chair across from you, leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knees, a gun held in his hand, the barrel pointing at you.

You had been engaged for six months to Kylo Ren, the most notorious crime boss in New York City. You met him two years ago at a charity event, and despite all the warnings and red flags, you let Kylo sweep you off your feet. Falling in love with such a powerful and feared man was admittedly foolish, but the heart wants what it wants, and yours wanted Kylo Ren.

Which is why you were utterly confused by the wicked look on his face, and the cold glare in his normally warm, honey brown eyes. Not to mention, that you were currently tied to a chair in one of his warehouses down by the docks, one he brought people to who disappointed him, people who needed to disappear.

“Kylo?” you mumbled incoherently through the cloth between your lips, bewilderment clear in your eyes. He reached up and pulled the cloth out of your mouth so you could speak, but you didn’t know what to say.

A cynical smirk spread across his lips at your confusion and he peered up behind you, addressing someone else. “Vicrul, tell me again what it is you found out about my fiancée.”

Craning your head back, you tried to look at the man standing behind you, still lost on what exactly was going on. What did Vicrul find out about you that Kylo didn’t already know? You’ve told him everything about yourself, and have hidden nothing from him. What could you have possibly done to deserve this?

Vicrul stepped into your view between you and Kylo, a smug look on the man’s face. You despised the Knight, ever since you first met him. He was Kylo’s right hand man, his underboss, but he never approved of Kylo’s relationship with you. He made it known that he thought you were too much of a distraction for his boss, and got in the way of business. Unfortunately for him, there wasn’t anything he could do about it. Kylo was the boss, and nothing stopped him from doing whatever he wanted.

“Your Angel,” he spat the pet name Kylo had given you. “Has been sharing information about your organization with the Dameron family.”

“What?” You blurted out, pulling at the ropes keeping you bound. It was the only thing you could think to say since the idea of you sharing information with a rival family was insane.

Kylo stood, kicking his chair out of the way, and strode over to the edge of the broken down dock, looking out into the water off the back of the warehouse.

“Ky, c’mon, you know I would never do something like that,” you said defensively, hoping he was going to hear you out.

Vicrul had the audacity to laugh, “Sweetheart, I have pictures of you with that asshole Poe, and phone records from a burner we found in your apartment. No sense in lying to us now.”

You shook your head vehemently, “That’s not possible! I don’t even own a burner, and the only time I’ve ever met Poe was during dinner last year when all the families sat down together for a meeting. Kylo, please baby, you gotta believe me!”

Kylo turned on his heel to face you again, his gun still in his hand. He stalked over to you, and leaned down, his face inches from yours. The scar on his face was red and angry, and you’d never been more afraid.

“Please, Ky. You know me,” you pleaded.

In the next instant, Kylo snatched up your jaw in his big hand, squeezing your cheeks together between his thick fingers. “I don’t know if I do anymore, doll.”

Doll. He hadn’t called you that since the night you first met. You shuddered as the name fell from his lips like it was acid.

“I’ve seen the photos, the phone records. And there’s the fact that Poe has been able to get ahead of me on several deals now. Someone’s betrayed me, and everything seems to be leading back to you, doll,” he seethed, squeezing his hand just a bit before releasing your jaw. His hand came up to gently caress your cheek, his thumb swiping away the tears that started to fall. It was a false gesture of comfort. “The only question I have left is, why?”

You looked up to Kylo with pleading, desperate eyes, “I love you, Ky. You have to know I didn’t do this, I swear it wasn’t me. Someone’s setting me up.”

Kylo moved his mouth in thought, and then he huffed out a breath through his nose. The muscle below his eye twitched, and he brought the gun he still held in his hand to rest against your temple.

You squeezed your eyes shut tight, preparing for your life to end. “I don’t know what I can say to make you believe me, but I would never do anything to hurt you,” you wept, trying one final time to get through to him. But it was useless. He wouldn’t believe you. After everything you’d been through with him, he still wouldn’t believe you. You could see it in his eyes, the anger, the darkness, hungry to make someone pay. This was it, this was how your story was going to end. With a final flash of anger, you accepted it, knowing that this is the life you signed up for when you jumped into bed with Kylo Ren.

“What are you waiting for,” you screamed, leaning your head into the barrel of the gun. “Are you expecting me to beg for my life now?”

Kylo chuckled, “Oh, love,” he cooed. “I think you’ve done enough begging for me.” You could hear Vicrul laugh beside you. You glared at Kylo, knowing exactly what he was insinuating, and it disgusted you.

“Then fucking do it!” you shouted, more tears running down your cheeks. “Shoot me and get it over with.”

Instead of shooting you where you sat, Kylo holstered his gun, and pulled out a knife, cutting away the rope around your waist that kept you anchored to the chair. He pulled you up, and dragged you over to the edge of the dock, and positioned you with your back to the water. You could barely keep your balance with your ankles still tied together.

You peered over at Vicrul, a smug smirk on his lips, knowing you were about to die. Behind him stood Kuruk and Ushar, both looking equally satisfied with your demise.

Gazing back up at Kylo, more tears flooded your eyes as you tried one last time to get through to him. “I love you, Ky,” you sobbed. “I know you don’t believe me, but I would never betray you like this.”

Having heard enough, Kylo tied the cloth back between your lips, silencing you. “I loved you in this lifetime, Angel. I won't make that mistake in the next.”

Then, as though you never meant anything to him at all, Kylo shoved you off the end of the dock and fired his gun as you fell back into the water.

For a moment you thought you were actually dying. Your body ached, but it wasn’t from a gunshot wound. You hit water, creating a splash, but you had landed on a sunken part of the dock which kept you mostly above water. From where you landed, you were completely out of view of everyone else in the warehouse except Kylo. You looked up at him and he subtly shook his head when he thought you were going to try and speak. You tilted your head in question, confused as to what was happening, and why you weren’t dead, but whatever he had planned wasn’t over yet.

“Ushar. Kuruk. Go pull the car around,” he ordered the other two Knights. “Vic and I will be right behind you.” Winking at you, Kylo mouthed the words ‘I love you’, and then turned away to face Vicrul. With his gun still in his right hand, he ran his left hand through his hair and sighed.

“I’m sorry it had to come to this, boss.” Vicrul said. “I didn’t want it to be true, but you did the right thing by getting rid of her.”

“I’m sorry it had to come to this too, Vic,” Kylo uttered. And almost as if on cue, two gunshots rang out from outside the warehouse. At the same time, Kylo raised his gun, and fired one shot into Vicrul’s thigh bringing him to the ground.

You couldn’t see what was happening, but you could hear Vicrul cry out in pain, and Kylo’s heavy footsteps carry him over to Vicrul. The sound of a gun being kicked and slid across the floor was next as Kylo disarmed the man.

“What the fuck?” He shouted.

“That sound outside, was your guys meeting their end. They received a merciful death,” he explained, just as the door to the warehouse opened. Armitage Hux, one of Kylo’s Captains, and two of his other Knights came storming in, guns drawn, all pointed at Vicrul. “You on the other hand are only going to wish I’d given you the same courtesy.”

“I-I don’t understan–”

“Don’t fucking play stupid with me.” Kylo shouted, pressing the barrel of his gun to Vicrul’s temple. “You know exactly what you did. What was the plan here, Vic? Have me kill the woman I love? And for what?”

While Kylo was dealing with Vicrul, Hux and Cardo came over to the dock to find you. They pulled you out of the water, and sat you down on the ground. You looked at Vicrul and it was your turn to smile cruelly at him as the cloth between your teeth was removed. They untied your wrists and ankles, and helped you up to your feet, pulling one of their jackets over your shoulders.

Vicrul looked stunned to see you alive, and he tried sputtering out some nonsense about believing it was true, that he had no part in the deception. Kylo was intelligent, and he also trusted you more than anyone else. He knew it was all a lie to get you out of the way, he just needed to keep up the ruse long enough for Hux to find out if Vicrul was working alone. When he got the confirmation that Kuruk and Ushar had turned against him as well, he wanted to avoid a shootout between him and his men, especially with you in the room.

Kylo’s only hope was that you would forgive him for this, but he understood if you wanted to walk away. If you did choose to stay, he would be worshiping the ground you walked on for the rest of his life. He would continue to treat you like the queen that you are, and forever be making up for the dreaded day.

“String him up,” Kylo ordered.

Trudgen and A’plek moved swiftly, roughly tying off Vicrul’s wrists and pulling him up to hang off a hook, his feet dangling about a foot off the ground. Blood oozed out of the wound on his leg, and he cried out in pain with every movement.

While the Knights were busy with Vicrul, Kylo walked over to you and dismissed Hux and Cardo to assist the others. He removed his suit jacket and replaced the now soaked one around your shoulders with his own. You pulled it in around you close, still warm from his body heat, the scent of his cologne filling  your senses. Kylo’s warm large hand came up to cup your cheek, his expression full of remorse. Instead of pulling away like he expected, you leaned into him and let out a relieved sigh.

“I am so sorry, Angel,” he said. “I never doubted you, not for a second.”

“Then what the hell was all this for,” you stepped back, throwing your arms up, gesturing to the warehouse. “You scared the hell out of me.” You pushed at his broad chest, angry with him for putting you through that.

“I needed to buy time,” he explained. “Vicrul wasn’t working alone, Kuruk and Ushar were in on it too. If they knew I was on to them… I had to make them think they got away with it, just until Hux and the other’s arrived.”

You were pissed off. Mostly at Vicrul at this point for trying to set you up for some unknown godforsaken reason, but you were also pissed at Kylo for not telling you what was going on, or that Vicrul was trying to get rid of you. He really scared the shit you today. You had come to terms a long time ago with the fact that falling in love with a mob boss was going to put your life in constant danger, but you never thought it would be Kylo’s own men trying to take you out.

You sighed heavily, shaking your head. “You really had me convinced that you didn’t trust me, you know that?”

“I had to make it look good, Angel,” he smirked. “You know you’re the only person on this earth that I do trust. Will you forgive me?”

You took a step closer to him, shaking your head again. Kylo had a lot more explaining to do, but despite it all, you would forgive him. It’s not like you could walk away now, you were in too deep, and you couldn’t see yourself loving anyone else except Kylo Ren.

“I suppose I could forgive you,” you said looking up at him smiling. “But you’re going to be spending a lot of time making it up to me.”

Kylo’s heart leapt. Grasping the side of your neck, he gently tugged you in close, pressing his plush lips to yours. You returned the kiss, and allowed his probing tongue entrance into your mouth. The two of you eventually broke away at the sound of Vicrul groaning in pain from across the room.

Kylo huffed out an aggravated breath. “I have to go take care of that,” he nodded back to where Vicrul was strung up. “Do you want to help?”

As much as you wanted to take part in giving Vicrul exactly what he deserved, you were completely exhausted. Not to mention soaking wet and freezing from being tossed in the harbor. No, you would let Kylo do what he needed, and then you would let him take you home.

“I think I’ll wait in the car and let you boys have your fun,” you replied. “But Ky, make sure he suffers.”

A wicked grin spread across Kylo’s face, “I always do.”

Tagging some friends who might be interested: @leatherboundbirate @mylifeisactuallyamess @hopeamarsu @themuseic @direnightshade @paterson-blue @fizzywoohoo @mariesackler @miraclesabound @paper-n-ashes (Feel free to ignore if mob!Kylo isn't your scene)

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