being the debt collector of the port mafia is a job to remember.

strutting through those blood-covered hallways with her chin held high, the young woman opened the large oak wood doors leading up to the big office. she couldn't help but smile at the sight of a frightened man who was maybe around his forties.

the poor man was shaking in his seat, clearly bothered by the bloodied woman who slowly began to walk up to him- each stride carrying something menacing and deadly along with her. whatever it is, he didn't want to see what she has hidden behind her back.

"your debt is overdue..."

l/n y/n sighed, stopping just in front of the man who leaned back in fright. cold (e/c) eyes stared him down like he was nothing but shit that's staining the expensive-looking carpet, too bad that she accidentally trailed blood inside of the office- she would've wanted to bring the rug home.

"two million yen, the port mafia has given you two months to repay them- it's already been three." skilled fingers twirled the knife around like it was a mere toy to play with. the deadly silver glistening underneath the light that the chandelier above them was providing.

the old man scurried to his feet, bowing down at her and exclaiming incoherent apologies- pleading for her mercy and begging her to give him another chance.

"my gang and i are still collecting the money- please give us another week!" she hummed, crouching down to face him with an unreadable look that's flashing between her eyes.

y/n was known for her notorious ways on getting the port mafia's money back. from blackmailing to murder, she'd do anything just to get what the rats had taken away from them.

and since she's the next generations leader, it's like they're taking away something from her too.

the young woman was very patient when it comes to certain things. she's willing to pull a few strings if she knew and trusted that those who borrowed money from them would pay it back on a set date- but this one was just too much for her.

a chuckle left her lips, the knife that she was holding embedded itself onto the man's neck as blood started oozing out of him and into the carpet below- getting some on the suit that she was wearing.

with cold, steely (e/c) eyes, she watched with no regrets as the man slowly choked on his own blood and passed out in front of her.

honestly, if you're going to be borrowing money from anyone not just the port mafia, be sure to pay on time because you'd never know whether they need it or not- don't be such a pig that feeds off of their generosity. it's truly disgusting.

in y/n's case, she needed the money for her wedding.

sure she's got plenty of wealth to spare and spend, she's got rich parents who were more than happy to give her some cash- but where's the fun in that?

the (h/c) haired woman found it much more enjoyable if she spends the money that she collected- cold, green cash that were covered in the blood of her victims. it makes her shopping trip much more enjoyable than spending her own money to cover her expenses.

shinichiro doesn't need to know where she got them or how she managed to cover for their entire ceremony.

but you know, maybe she'll just half the over all expenses with her husband. y/n was more than willing on spending millions just to make the occasion perfect and believable for the general public- wanting to be the one to pay the bills and just let the raven haired man do his own thing.

it wasn't until she had heard him on the phone talking to one of his friends asking for more help around the shop. at first, she wondered why he didn't ask her to help him out, she's got plenty of men under her disposal- so why would he bother one of his friends?

"it's for my wedding- i'm saving up some cash for the rings."

sano shinichiro is truly a man who was dropped down from the heavens despite of him being an awkward one who can't even cook rice without managing to burn the grains of carbs.

despite being one of the most notorious members of the port mafia, despite being a woman who swore to never stray away from her own morals- even she bends the rules to satisfy her needs.

l/n y/n had found herself falling for her 'husband' everyday. every little things that she had caught him doing, whether it was him mumbling about spare motorcycle parts whenever he falls asleep on the couch or the mere fact that he trips over himself every morning. the young woman knows that she's lucky to have a husband like him.

and even though it's only for show, she really can't help it- not when he's such a dork that she's in love with.

she was aware on the dangers that might happen if people knew about him being such an important person to her other than her parents. knows what her enemies are capable of and knows that they'd do anything to get her and the port mafia to crumble under their hold.

but who cares at this point. not when her marriage with sano shinichiro has been publicly announced by her father amongst his men.

one of which was akashi yuno.

god knows how he dealt with the news of him actually not being the next generations leader, poor guy had his hopes up higher than the heavens above them. he should've known better than to be cocky about his 'position', now he's kissing the ground pleading for her father's approval.

the (h/c) haired woman sighed, wiping the blood off of her face and proceeded to leave the scene of the crime and onto the hallway that was littered with corpses of the dead mans guards and servants- walking over them towards her own men who were waiting for her with a fresh change of clothes.

the sight of the familiar (f/c) cloth containing her spare clothing made her heart swell in delight, remembering how shinichiro chased after her out of the house since she forgot to take her extra clothing for the day that he had prepared- he truly is a blessing in her opinion.

"good job, miss l/n." with a wave of her hand, she dismissed her men and went to a random room to change with only one thing in mind.

y/n hissed in pain as she began taking off her suit, her shoulder being injured due to one pesky guard who decided that it was a great idea to slam her around like she's some rag doll found on the lost toy section.

all she wanted to do for the rest of her evening was to get home knowing that her husband was waiting for her to eat dinner with her even though she had repeatedly said not to wait for her- shinichiro was a hard headed man when it comes to her words, honestly.

"i hope that he hasn't raided the cleaning cabinet again..."

"see you tomorrow, miss l/n."

(e/c) eyes watched as the van that her team used disappeared when it turned the corner, letting out a sigh in relief when she saw the house lights still on- must be shinichiro watching his usual show again.

at least he's safe, that's what's more important.

the young woman hummed as she walked up to the front door, expecting to hear his usual movies playing in the background and to be greeted by the smell of another burning dinner. but she was surprised when she smelled nothing- brows furrowing in confusion as she ventured deeper into the house.

"shin?"

dark eyes met with hers, the man welcoming her in as he happily took her clothes from her despite knowing that he'll have to spend another four hours in the laundry room trying to get the 'wine' stain off of her suit.

"n/n! come in! you never told me that your friend was coming over for dinner- i would've ordered take out." this made y/n furrow her brows in confusion, aimlessly following behind her husband to the living room where her 'friend' was waiting.

"man, you have the coolest friends! no wonder you're the one next in line for the company- you're just that great."

"shinichiro i have no idea what you're talking about-"

l/n y/n felt like she wanted to die right then and there, hands clenching on her bag as her eyes met with dull, red ones- ones that were filled with nothing but malice and a thirst for revenge.

akashi yuno grinned, placing down the cup of tea that he was holding as he stood up and welcomed the young woman in fake innocence. shinichiro grinned at the two and excused himself, probably going to soak her clothes in before staying up trying to clean it.

"akashi, what are you doing here?"

"is it bad that i wanted to meet my boss's husband?"