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"They're downstairs. I'm here early cause I need to talk to you. ."
You peer down the hall then back over to Isaac.
". .Alone."
The taller man gives you a glance, before stepping to the side allowing you to enter. As you walk into the office, you keep your eyes on him. He continues to stand there, watching as you enter and closing the door behind you.
"So, what was it you needed to talk about, hmm?"
Taking a deep breath you stand in front of his desk, leaning against it as you stare into his eyes, a disgusted look painted on your features.
"What happened a few days ago. ." you start, staring him down. He shifts his weight from leg to leg, feeling slightly uncomfortable under your harsh gaze.
"What about it? I enjoyed myself, didn't you?"
You scoff and stand straight "You think I enjoyed that? You think I loved having you take advantage of me?" he shrugs and takes a sip of his bourbon "It sounded like it by the way you were saying my name."
With anger flowing through your veins you step forward, now face to face with the older man.
"I was asking you to stop! Me saying your name was a plead for you to leave me alone! What you did was disgusting, it was traumatizing!"
You continue to walk closer to him, causing him to back up all the way until he runs into his in-office bar. Pointing a finger at him, you press it against his chest "You're sick, sick man." you growl.
Reaching behind him, you run your hand along the bar. After a few split seconds, your fingers grip onto an ice pick. You hold it in your hand tightly, knuckles turning white.
"You deserve the worse things in life."
Pulling back your hand, you raise the ice pick to his throat "But first. ." you start, putting pressure onto the ice pick causing it to slightly puncture his skin.
"You deserve pain."
Isaac groans as you push the pick further into his skin, but before you can even have the chance to completely plunge it into his throat, there's a knock on the door.
"Sir, Abby and Manny are ready to see you."
Glancing to the door you quickly release Isaac from you grasp and remove the ice pick from his neck. You glare at him before wiping away his blood from the picks sharp point.
"If you say anything to them, I will kill you. You're lucky enough I haven't told anyone what you did to me. Your threats mean nothing. You. Don't. Scare. Me."
Throwing the pick onto the bar you step away from Isaac, sitting down on one of the couches his office has.
"You can bring them in." you call out.
After a few seconds the door to Isaac's office opens and in walks Manny and Abby. They both give you questioning glances, confused as to why you were already there when you said you had other business to attend to before seeing Isaac.

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Vengeful W.L.F [Ellie x Reader]
FanfictionAfter relinquishing your role as a WLF you set out to find and kill the main reason you lost the place you called home. During your trek for vengeance you run into a 19-year-old girl, by the name of Ellie, who happens to be seeking the same thing as...