Three weeks.
Seto watched the clock tick down to midnight. He now had exactly three weeks to either buy out or get rid of Malstrom Corporation. Reaching for his laptop, he opened up a new tab. After checking to make sure it was a hidden browser, he typed the words Okami Malstrom scandal.
The article he found was titled "Malstrom v. Princeton" and was about five years old. Perfect. He sat back and began to read.
Malstrom Okami, the young heir to the company of Malstrom, currently fifteen, was convicted this past Saturday of sexually harassing and assaulting a fourteen-year-old girl. He pleaded innocent in court but was found guilty due to the bruises left on the girl's neck and arms (pictured below). The girl was found to be the daughter of the late caretaker and bodyguard of the Princeton family. She was allegedly playing with the oldest son when Malstrom picked her up and threw her into his car, kidnapping her and endangering the sons in the process. The head of Princeton Corporation issued an official statement suing Malstrom Corporation after the girl brought her injuries to his attention and identified her attacker. Footage from the security camera in the backyard of the Princeton Manor is attached.
Seto watched the footage, staring in shock as a fourteen-year-old version of you was picked up and thrown into the back of a very expensive looking car by a young blonde man. Too stunned to think to do anything else, he kept reading.
Charges pressed were that of kidnapped, sexual harassment and sexual assault. However, two days ago, Malstrom paid off the court directors and was released from prison twenty-nine years earlier than he was meant to be. He returned to his company and took over for his father, who had died from shock. Yesterday, he released an official statement saying that "these charges were falsely placed- I have never meant any harm to the Princetons or their workers." Princeton denied the statement, releasing a counter with more pictures of the bruises left on the girl (below).
So that was why Malstrom was after you. If they could get you to release a statement denying everything, they'd be free. And that was why you were so scared of them. Seto clenched his fist around his water bottle, accidentally cracking it. Water poured out onto the floor.
"FIRE WHOEVER MADE THAT BOTTLE!" he screamed, slamming shut his laptop.
A light knock came at his door. "Seto?" your voice came through.
Seto quickly composed himself and opened the door. "Yes? It's midnight. What are you doing up?"
You shrunk back slightly. "I- uh- heard a crash and I wanted to see if you were okay."
Seto sighed. "I appreciate your concern, but you should get some sleep." He took your arm and led you back towards the guest room. "Please, stay in here. It's safer." He pulled you into his embrace and kissed your forehead.
"Okay," you breathed into his shirt. He let go of you and started to walk off, but stopped at the sound of your voice.
"Seto?"
He turned, probably a little too quickly, and asked, "Yes?"
You backed towards the room and whispered, "Will you stay with me?"
Seto sighed. "I have three weeks. There's work to do."
"No, Seto-" you started, reaching out. "Please. Now."
Your tone brought on immediate concern, prompting Seto to take a couple of steps toward you. "What's going on?" he asked suspiciously.
You hesitated slightly, then lifted the leg of your pajama pants to your knee. Seto hadn't been able to see it in the dim light, but your leg and your pants were soaked in blood. An angry gash glared at him from your skin.

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No, My Last Name Isn't Kaiba (Seto Kaiba X Reader)
FanfictionA woman who leads a double life. A man who has influence over a whole country. One is thrust up a few bars in society. One falls deeply in love. Neither knows how to remedy the changes that have just occurred. (This story will contain smut in the fu...