regrets ✔️ | frank x reader |

~The Truth About You~

"The Franklin Mansion." Frank smirked.

Y/N's heart stopped. She knew that he was rich but a mansion? But not just any mansion, a named mansion.

Frank took ahold of Y/N's hand and lightly pulled her alongside him.
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The car ride there was bumpy but it wasn't far away since the Secret Society Headquarters was also in the Upper East Side.

They came up to a large black gate with a sign.

"The Franklin Mansion: Private Residence. No trespassing."

Two guards were outside the gate, standing like statues.

Y/N looked past the gate. There was a large, long path leading to a large, victorian mansion with balconies and long windows. Towers were around the house.

She peered closer. A large staircase was at the entrance. It was a double-door that made an arch. Nicely trimmed greenery surrounded the mansion. She could tell that this house lasted for centuries. An old money house.

The guards looked at the car and came up close to the windows. They took a step back when they saw Frank's face when he rolled down the window. They opened the gate and it made a loud creaking noise.

Frank drove up closer to the mansion, continuing on the flat path.

When they were closer. The mansion looked ten times it's size far away. Y/N gaped in amazement.

He parked in the front and opened Y/N's door, reaching for her hand and lead her to the entrance.

She looked around in shock.

Y/N took one step inside and was already engulfed in a hug.

It was Jake.

Jake hugged her tightly and picked her up, not letting go.

"Where have you been? You just disappeared after the whole 'explosion' thing." Jake looked down at Y/N slightly with a smile on his face.

Y/N looked over at Frank. His face was tinged with jealousy. Frank cleared his throat and pulled Y/N closer to him. His hand rested on her waist tightly. He flashed a stern look at Jake who immediately froze up.

Y/N looked behind Jake. Tricky, Fresh, and Yutani stood behind him, their faces lit up.

Before they could say anything, Frank pulled her away and into a bathroom.

"Are you serious? Pulling me into a bathroom." Y/N whisper-shouted.

Frank looked at her with no emotion.

"Well—" Frank stuttered.

Y/N looked back at him in curiosity.

"You can't talk to him." Frank said. He straightened back and looked down at her.

"Him referring to Jake." Y/N looked up at him.

Frank nodded slowly.

Y/N sighed.

"Well him and his friends left already." Frank looked at his watch and groaned quietly.

Y/N looked away, ignoring him.

"I hate you." Y/N murmured.

"We're not starting this again." Frank grabbed Y/N's hand and led her out of the bathroom.
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Frank opened a door. It was an office area. He motioned Y/N to sit.

Frank sat on a large, leather chair in front of a clean desk.

Y/N sat down nervously.

"Now. Where do I start?" Frank tapped a finger on the hard wood desk.

Y/N shuffled in her seat.

"Let me start from the beginning. When those cops and the investigator was there in the subway, they made you think that I was the bad guy. They made you think all sorts of things. Lies. They want you to believe that they are on your side. But of course, the good guys are the bad guys in disguise. They're after me. I know that, but you are also on their hit list. They know that you are associated with me so they think that watching your every move will help them get to me. Then they kill you making people believe that you disappeared suddenly. Not only for that reason but because of your family. The two sides of every story." Frank looked at Y/N who was speechless.

"What do you mean my 'family'?" Y/N asked. The thought of her being targeted and executed made her stiff.

"What do you know about your mom?" Frank leaned in closer.

"My mom? She's an alcoholic." Y/N was confused. Did this have anything to do with her?

"Do you know what her name is?" Frank interrogated her.

"Loraine L/N." Y/N answered quickly.

Frank exhaled.

"Her name is Catherine Alarie. She's a french assassin. She was assigned to kill your father but instead fell in love with him and had you. She escaped from your father and came to New York with you." Frank said with no hint of fear or worry in his face.

Y/N froze. Why is she now just finding out about this?

"But my dad died." Y/N looked down at the floor.

Frank sharply sighed.

"Well no. He's still very much alive and looking for you. He's in New York right now. But that's not important right now. You need to know why your mother left him." Frank tried to maintain eye contact with Y/N.

"A long time ago, your father and I were very close. He was the father I wish I had. We started the Secret Society. Starting in New York and expanding throughout the world. I was in charge of the New York headquarters and he was in charge of the Russia headquarters. One day he came to me and asked to board the Infinity Train. A powerful source to turn back time and change anything you want. He wanted you back. He boarded and never came back until this year. He betrayed the Secret Society and is now working with the government to kill me. Causing massacres everywhere. Your mother left him because she knew what he wanted. You." He leaned back on his chair.

Y/N couldn't speak or move. She was numb.

"It's the truth about you. I'm protecting you. Not them." Frank said.

"What's my dad's name?" Y/N asked, looking back up at Frank.

"Dimitri L/N. The most notorious criminal."

A/N: Sorry for the slow updates. Thank you guys for your feedback. I didn't think many people would read this.