Oops.. Wrong Heist
Content Warning: Mafia AU, Spy!Reader, Humor, Cliffhanger, Spy X Reader. Characters : Zayne Kudoroa!Mafia , Y/N!SPY!READER Characters are MADE UP P1 -> ??
The Kudoroa headquarters was a fortress. Walls of burnished stone looming high, guarded by men who had forgotten what sleep felt like, luckily for you, Those "Vigorous, sturdy and well built men" just happened to take a quick nap. You moved like a shadow through the corridors, every step calculated, every breath shallow.
Dressed in black from head to toe, you blended into the dark hallways with ease. The mission had been manually sewed into your head a hundred times—"retrieve the Ren Diamond." A jewel so priceless, so dangerous, yet so small. That having it meant owning leverage over half the criminal world.
At last, you slipped into the chamber that held it. And it looked like something out of a nightmare. You were dumbfounded—despite the sheer number of barriers, you couldn’t help but notice how flimsy the security really was. It was almost laughable. Lasers crisscrossed the room like spiderwebs.
“Ugh…” you grimaced.
Alarms were set to trigger at the slightest vibration, and pressure sensors covered nearly every inch of the floor.
You blew out a breath. Piece of cake.
You moved. Twisting, flipping, sliding—like some overqualified gymnast who DESPERATELY needed a better paycheck. At one point, your leg got stuck midair between two beams, and you muttered under your breath, “This better be fucking worth it.”
Sweat trickled down your temple as you reached the pedestal. your body practically was aching from holding positions that would make a gym rat faint. With shaky hands, you wired down the glass case, hacking into the lock while the lasers hummed inches from your skin.
Finally, the last alarm went quiet. Victory was just one touch away.
The Ren Diamond glowed under the light, mocking you with its impossible beauty. you grinned beneath your mask and whispered, “Pft, beautiful? My beauty is unmatchable.”
Her gloved hand reached for it. The glass case clicked open with the precision of a surgeon’s cut. your fingers hovered, adrenaline surging like fire in your veins.
“Boo.”
You screeched—a very undignified, high-pitched sound that echoed embarrassingly in the chamber. You spun around, wide-eyed.
But before you could recover the first hand embarrassment, a hand shot forward, gripping your wrist with steel-like strength. you gasped, trying to yank free, but his hold was iron.
The diamond still sat untouched, flaring between us like it was laughing at me. Geez, who knew a diamond could be such a tease.
Her pulse thundered. you didn’t need to see his face to know—it WAS him.
His grip on your wrist tightened as he leaned in, voice smooth, low, dripping with smugness.
“Checkmate.”
He added a wink, a cocky smirk tugging at his lips, And this—was the infamous Zayne Kudoroa a/n : i like men idk, might make BL stories tho.