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3 Billion Divorce - Lloyd Hansen Series (Completed)
Character: Lloyd HansenxFem!Richreader
Summary: Reader became a rich heiress after her grandfather chose her as his successor. This reason was enough to make her relatives want her gone. Our reader is a fighter; when she finds a chance, she offers a fake marriage proposal to a sociopath mercenary.
Words Count: 1750
A/N: Finally, I'm back. Never thought that I could make a post with Lloyd. It's been a while since the last time I posted. Hope you like it. Feedback and Reblogged are appreciated. Thank you!!!
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Sometimes, simple things like waking up from a good sleep and having a coffee in the morning sound easy. To you, it sounds impossible.
Because of everyday…
Dangers always come to you. You must pay this price when you accept your grandfather's will.
Four years ago,
Your grandfather wrote your name on his will to become his successor and owner of all his assets. But you have to be 35 years old before you get everything.
After the lawyer revealed the will, your relatives wanted you dead, so the grandfather's money would go to charity, and they could use it.
Since then, your quiet life has turned to hell.
Your relatives have hired multiple killers and assassins to kill you or make it look like a suicide. It's been four years of living like this.
And there's only one more year left, the chasing getting more intense that you can't bear it anymore.
Like today, you’ve been hiding in the back seat inside your car because a black Cadillac has been chasing you all day.
“I had enough with everyone who wanted me to die. What a family huh? They were born as elites but they’re monsters.”
Your old bodyguard Jimmy, an ex-Navy hired to protect you who was busy shooting the other car, said, "Y/N. To beat a monster, you have to make yourself a monster."
His words got you thinking. You want revenge on your relatives, but you don't have the ability since they have already bribed the police and judges. You are already powerless; the only person who always stays beside you is your old bodyguard.
Before you could even get any idea, another car appeared from nowhere and hit yours.
“Jimmy!” You screamed the name that protected you before you lost consciousness.
When you woke up, you already being tied down on the chair.
You look at your surrounding where you got kidnapped. It’s different than usual. Usually, it’s a dark basement with a horrible smell.
But right now, you’re inside a nice room with a marble floor and Roman pillar. There’s also Renaissance painting and sculpture. It seems like you’re in a mansion or something like that.
The door suddenly opens, making you nervous because you are mentally unprepared to meet someone who will kill you.
A group of men who wear bulletproof come inside the room. Lastly, a man who wears a black turtleneck and light brown pants. But you can see everything he wears is from a luxury brand.
He leaned down and smiled at you.
"Hello Princess, my name is Lloyd Hansen. Welcome to my home”. His voice was low and deep.
‘His mustache looks ridiculous.’ You thought.
His hand grabbed a screen tablet to show you the money that had been transferred.
“Someone really wants you dead. Look at the money they gave me. This is the biggest payment that I have received." You could feel the joy when he explained while you have a life crisis.
You wonder how much your relatives pay to make you go. When you saw the number…
Ooh, it made you fume with rage.
40 Million Dollars?!
Your life is only worth 40 Million?!
With all the money you will get from your grandfather, your life is worth more than 40 Million.
‘You have to make yourself a monster.’ You remembered those sentences from Jimmy.
That gave you an idea.
This man Lloyd Hansen, you could use him to be the monster to finish all relatives that want you dead.
"Mr. Hansen, I don't want to die."
He nodded. "Me too sweetheart. But I've already got the money. They really want you to be gone quickly. Such a shame."
"If I gave you a proposal to make you richer, would you listen to my offer?"
Lloyd tapped his watch. "You have 3 minutes, sunshine."
“First of all, are you single Mr.Hansen?”
Lloyd let out a big laugh.
But you didn’t laugh; you studied his character. After spending time with your bodyguard Jimmy, he taught you how to read people. You figure this man Lloyd is a sociopath, and seeing him acting childish like this, you take a bet that he is still single.
With this, you took a chance and gathered your confidence. “I assume you are, that made my plan easier.”
You took a moment before offering the proposal because he would end your life if he didn’t like it.
"3 Billion Dollars."
'WHAT!' His soldier gasped when they heard the number.
Your offer got the attention, "I will give you 3 billion, but I want you to do something for me."
Even Lloyd never expected that. He did a background check on you.
You’ve been trying to stay alive for 4 years. That's when he knew you're an extraordinary woman.
One of his soldiers steps in, "I volunteer Miss Y/N."
Before you could see who it was, Lloyd had already shot him.
He smiled. "I could swim in that money, what can I do for you?"
"Marry me."
Lloyd's brain circuit stopped for a second. He laughed again, but he stopped when he saw you being serious.
"I didn't expect I would get proposed like this."
"You know I'm a rich heiress, and I will get my money next year. While waiting, I need someone to protect me and keep me alive. After that we will get a divorce and you will get other 2 billions. Right now, I could give you 1 billion. What do you think?"
There was a moment of silence. You could only hear the clock ticking. After he hears your offer, Lloyd turns his back and looks at the big French window. You couldn't see his expression.
Suddenly he turns around and walks towards you. Lloyd got on his knees and grabbed your hand. "You got yourself a husband, Mrs. Hansen."
'Yeah, you caught a monster.'
-One year later-
Lloyd arrived at your company and saw your bodyguard, Jimmy. Lloyd clicked his tongue. “Where’s my wife?” Jimmy pointed to the door behind him.
Lloyd pushed the door and saw you look busy signing some documents, not glancing at him.
He told your secretary, who was already scared, "Get out shithead."
After your secretary left, he turned around and saw you had crossed your arms while looking at him. Ooh, so you’ve been waiting.
He always loves your confidence. This trait must be one reason your grandfather chose you as the successor.
Lloyd smashed a piece of paper on your table. "What the fuck is this?"
"It's a divorce paper."
"Yeah, and you didn't even think to discuss it with me first ?"
"It's been a year Lloyd, we made a deal. Remember?"
It made Lloyd silent.
Of course, he remembered.
Lloyd wishes he could stop the time.
After he agreed to marry you, his life became more exciting.
Lloyd always dealt with different hitmen, politicians who wanted to steal your assets, assassins, and taking revenge on your relatives who wished you were dead.
With the 1 billion, he could get all the resources and finish his job quickly and quietly. He got new clients every day.
But most of all, Lloyd cherished the time spent with you. He loves every moment. You have a sharp mouth, don't take No for an answer; he likes it when you act like a boss to him. He wants to obey your order.
And…
The sex was also excellent. You weren't tempted at first. But who can't resist the charm of Lloyd Hansen? At first, it was just pretending to act like husband and wife. Give each other kisses on the cheeks, then move to the next step because of the alcohol effect that leads to sleeping together.
When you fell asleep on his chest, his fingers brushed your hair. You gave him a soft kiss on his forehead; it made him like a teenager who was drunk in love.
You were there every time he got hurt. You hired the best doctor to treat him. No one ever does that to him. He knew because you needed him to stay alive. But when he saw you holding his hand while he was bleeding, Lloyd knew you cared for him.
He likes having you near him and can't bear letting you go.
Lloyd realised his feelings when Jimmy came and gave him the brown envelope.
Lloyd knew what was inside the paper, so he ignored it. But that damn envelope keeps coming after you get the inheritance and you have left the house that you two shared. He felt like a used rag that you could just throw away.
He can’t imagine seeing you being single, and another man will try to pursue you.
"If you sign it today, the other 2 billion will be transferred to your account."
"I don't want to."
"6 billion then."
Lloyd's hand touches his left chest.
"What hurts me more is that you have the money and could finish this as soon as possible."
Then both of you will be strangers; NO, he didn't want that.
"After you use my body, you throw me away? You hurt my feelings sunshine."
You walk away from your table to stand in front of him.
"Lloyd, that's part of our deal. You protect me and I owe you one.”
You couldn’t believe he’s the same man who wants to kill you, and now he’s begging you not to leave him.
“And I paid my debt with money that I promised."
He sighed and said, "I do love money."
Lloyd held your hand that still wore the wedding ring; he rubbed it gently.
"But my dear wife, I love you more."
Your breath hitched when you heard his sudden confession. You were stunned to speak.
Lloyd grabbed your chin and gave you a passionate kiss. "I won't let this marriage end with divorce."
Lloyd kissed your forehead before he left you. Before he reached the door, he saw from the mirror your reflection. Your fingers touch your lips. At that moment, he knew you shared the same feelings. He will give you an offer that you can’t resist.
A/N : This Series has Completed.
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Someone wrote a delicatable series between Llyod Hansen and a thief reader and ugh I thought I had it hearted and obviously I don't!! I can't find if someone knows about it or wrote can you please tag me in it? I still dream about that life I once lived as y/n 🥹🥹🥹🥹
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ruin you
summary || you think this failed mission is Lloyd’s fault. Lloyd thinks you need to learn some fucking manners.
warnings || dom!Lloyd . dom/sub dynamics. hate fucking. power imbalance. unprotected sex. creampie. degradation. praise kink. humiliation. daddy kink. wall sex. corruption kink. choking. filthy Lloyd. asshole Lloyd. brat tamer Lloyd. a lot of dirty talk. dacryphilia. petnames. horny thots. enemies to lovers. PWP — MINORS DNI 🔞 if any of this makes you uncomfortable then please do not read!
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“This is all your fault!” You huffed as you carelessly deposited your sack on the floor. “My fault?” Lloyd squinted his eyes calculatingly. “Yes! We had Six but because of your arrogance and your inability to control your anger, we lost him!” You pressed your fingers to your aching head.
“I didn’t hear you. Say it again.” He sarcastically pressed a hand to his ear to hear better. His eyes were shining with pure malice and you took a step back in shock. You knew he was a bit crazy, but this behaviour was absolutely insane. Now you knew why he was fired from the agency this early.
“Listen, I don’t wanna fight. I just wanna get this job done and I’m sure you want that too.” You sighed as you headed towards your room in the vast penthouse. It was Lloyd, everything had to be grand, even the nightly stay.
“But that doesn’t mean I can let you talk to me like that.” The command in his voice made a shiver run down your spine. “I told you I don’t wanna fight, but that also doesn’t mean that you can look down on me. I’m an agent, and I’ve lasted in the agency much longer than you, so if someone is superior, it is me.”
“Oh really? Because if that was true, then your ‘agency’ wouldn’t have come to me begging on their knees to catch a fucking rogue.” He added fingers quotations. You knew angering him wasn’t a good option, but you were furious. “You know what Lloyd? Fuck you!”
You were about to walk away and relax in your room, but your plans were thwarted when you found Lloyd’s hand around your throat. He truly travelled with lightning speed as he pressed you against the wall. You couldn’t stop a low moan from escaping your lips.
His face lightened with a knowing smirk and you closed your eyes in shame. It was a dirty fantasy buried deep inside you, or so you had thought. Lloyd was handsome, despite that trashstache, or rather with it. And you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t fantasised about him for the last few nights.
“Didn’t know you were in such freaky shit.” He whispered in your ear. You chewed on your lip and tried looking anywhere but his eyes. “Look at me.” He pressed his fingers into your jaw and turned your head towards him. “Do you like this?” You just shrugged at his question. “I’m serious.”
What you didn’t expect him to do was press his hard length against your leg to show just how serious he was. “Oh.” You gasped. “Yeah. So you like it? Cuz I have some ideas.” He comically winked and you would’ve laughed if you weren’t in this position.
“Yes.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, but he heard it just fine. “Not so uptight now huh?” You gulped as you already knew you were going to get the ride of your life. You gasped like a fish when he quickly turned you around and held you to the wall by your shoulders.
“Arch that back for me baby.” His words were a cruel mockery, and yet you were getting off on it. You did as he said and he pulled your pants down, revealing your ass to him. He ran his huge palm over your butt and hummed thoughtfully. “Now daddy’s gotta discipline you baby. Hold tight.”
That was all the warning you got before his hand came crashing down on your ass. You squirmed in the place, but he held your tighter. “I told you to stay still, do you wanna five more by being a brat?” You couldn’t really remember if he said that, but he tried your best nevertheless.
He smacked your other cheek and you bit your lip to stop the whimper from spilling through. Your face was pushed to the side and he clear saw that. “I wanna hear you scream.” He whispered in your ear before spanking you in quick succession. His signet ring was leaving behind a cool impression. “Oh my god Lloyd!”
“I didn’t hear that. Say it again. And this time, say it right.” He repeated his previous words. Your fingers uselessly curled onto the wall and each slap to your rear was sending electric pleasure up your nerves. Lloyd wasn’t a name to be moaned so it was better to call him what he wanted. And you definitely hadn’t thought about it before, nope.
“I’m sorry daddy!” You squealed. Your ass was positively burning by now and you were loving the buzz. He pressed his fingers on your heated cheek as he purposely squeezed it. “Hmm. Now that’s a good girl. You gotta remember that you aren’t the superior here. All I have to do is spank that bratty ass of yours and you turn into daddy’s whore.”
His lewd words were making you feel things you couldn’t possibly describe. There was a joy in submission that you hadn’t ever felt before and likely wouldn’t ever feel after. “Aww are you getting all shy one me? I bet you’re fucking wet like a slut down there, aren’t you?”
His fingers dipped into your folds and you moaned when his fingers rubbed over your swollen clit. “I thought you had better manners than that. No worries though, I’ll teach you. When I ask you something, you answer. Now be a good girl and say, yes daddy.”
“Yes daddy.” You followed his order. You spread your legs further apart to give him better access as he rubbed your folds. He rubbed tight circles over your sensitive nub and you shuddered. He ensured you were thoroughly wet before entering you with two thick fingers.
Your legs shook as he set a hard pace in fingering you. You tried holding onto the smooth wall before curling your fingers in his navy blue jacket. He pumped his fingers fast and hard and you could hear the lewd noise it made. “You hear that squelch? I really think you wanted this to happen.” He mocked.
His hand had slipped down to your hips and he was holding you in position as he fucked you with his fingers. Your entire body was shaking with the precision of this act. He scissored his fingers and you moaned out. He pulled out his fingers before you could cum and you leaned your head against the wall.
You could hear the distinct sound of unzipping and his groans as he pulled out his cock to rub against your folds. He slathered your slick clinging on his fingers to his cock before pushing into you. He didn’t go easy this time and pushed in a single stroke, making you lose balance.
Your eyes rolled back at the stretch as this was probably the thickest cock you’d ever had. You knew his fingers were going to leave bruises behind as he held you tight while ramming into you like a man possessed. His heavy grunts and moans were music to your ears.
“Good girl.” Your breath hitched at his praise. “Taking my fat cock so well, as if you were made just for it.” His thrusts were unrelenting and hard. “You shouldn’t worry your pretty little head going after big cases when you can do just this, keep my cock warm.”
You were standing on your tip toes and you could feel his pants against your heated ass and all this only added to the sensations crawling up your spine. Lloyd was nailing your spot perfectly and fucking little whimpers and moans out of you.
You could feel yourself getting closer to your release and you clenched down on Lloyd. “Are you gonna cum, princess? You gonna cum on daddy’s cock? I can feel you squeezing my cock so well. Go ahead and cum for me baby.”
You hadn’t ever thought you’d cum on command, but here you were writhing on Lloyd’s cock. Your entire body trembled and you probably babbled nonsense as you rode the high of your orgasm. You felt like a firecracker set by Lloyd.
“Gonna cum in you. Gonna keep you full and dripping with me.” He gave a shout as he came inside you while you were still riding the aftershocks. You felt his cock twitch inside you as he started losing rhythm of his thrusts and settled deep within you.
You both panted hard as you stood still without moving. You could feel his cum leaking from the side of his cock despite it plugging you up. You let out a long breath as he pulled out slowly. You leaned your head against the wall thinking this was over, but how wrong you were.
Lloyd bent a little and spread your folds apart to see his cum dripping out of you. He dipped his fingers in the mess and you squirmed with sensitivity. He swapped up the mixture of his cum and your slick and brought it front of your mouth and obediently let him push it past your lips.
“Good girl. Just one session and you’re learning so well.” You closed your eyes and mindlessly sucked. You didn’t even realise that a few tears had slipped past your eyes until Lloyd licked the tear tracks. “But you have so much to learn, and the night’s still young.”
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Omg. We need Lloyd feeding his love fresh strawberries dipped in chocolate 😩 make it happen please 👉🏻👈🏻🥺🥺🥺
Sweet Love
dad!Lloyd Hansen x pregnant!reader
summary: above
warnings: fluff, pregnancy
a/n: English is not my first language, meaning you will probably find a lot of misspelling etc.
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“So, how about a dark blue nursery?” Lloyd feeds you another strawberry. “I mean it would suit the floor, and it’s the typical boy color”
You shack your head, moving a bit to get into a more comfortable position on the bed and swallowing the strawberry before saying, “That’s too basic and we don’t even know if it’s going to be a boy”. It’s no secret that Lloyd wants a boy, not because he has something against having a baby girl, but because he wants to give his son all the love, he never got from his dad. Lloyd desperately wants to experience a good father-son relationship.
“I’m pretty sure it’s a boy, isn’t that so, Champ?” Lloyd says, while putting his hand on your belly. “I know that the Hansen sperms created a boy” he says, giving you smirk.
You slap his hand “Lloyd, just because you got me pregnant doesn’t mean that out of me will come a little mustache man”, you say, smiling at him, “also I reed that if you crave sweet food during your pregnancy, it’s most likely going to be a girl”
“Well, Mrs Hansen”, he goes, feeding you another strawberry, “you forgot that it’s salty chocolate that is covering those strawberries, and you forgot that you also swallowed my-“
“Lloyd, don’t say that while they are listening”, ever since you found out you’re pregnant you take language pretty seriously, “You know what you have to do”.
Lloyd sighs, but he knows better than to fight a pregnant woman, his pregnant woman. “Yeah, yeah, I know”, he pulls out a hundred-dollar bill, “here, sunshine”
You smile as he puts the hundred-dollar bill in the swear jar on your beside table, “thanks, moonlight”, you blow him a kiss.
“Can daddy get a real kiss?” Lloyd asks, giving you his famous cocky smirk. He can’t help but lick his lips when he thinks about you giving him a good old smooch. He’s a desperate, clingy husband.
“Only if you give me another strawberry”
You can’t even register what’s happening. All you know is that two hands grab your face and pull you into a passionate kiss. Lloyd can taste the sweet and salty flavors as you meet.
When you pull away, you see your husband chasing after you, clearly not done with you.
“Now give me another strawberry”
He gives you a pout before feeding you another. A smile forms on his lips again as you let out a loud moan, eyes rolling in the back of your head when the flavor explodes in your mouth. He’s happy that he can make you feel good in more ways than one. Taking care of you and protecting you is his number one priority. Nothing else competes with you. Well, baby Hansen will have to share the place with you.
“What if we paint the nursery beige?” Lloyd asks, “it’s not a boy color or a girl color”
“I’m not a big fan of beige”
Lloyd nods, thinking what else is there before realizing something, “the house is beige”
“I know-“, you get cut off.
“You said you like my sweatshirt and you said you loved my ass in those beige pants!” Lloyd is hurt that you never told him that.
“Lloyd”, you put your hand on his, “I love those things because I love you. I love the place we live in, and your ass obviously looks incredible in those pants” hormones are kicking in, “and something else looks good in them”
The sociopath starts laughing, “I knew you liked the big boy in those pants”, he grabs his crotch and looks down at it, “you heard that, jr.? Sunshine, thinks you look good in beige”
Some days you really think that you married a child. No matter if he’s talking to his dick, throwing a tantrum because he can’t find his chapstick or making fun of the person he’s torturing. If you look past that, you will see Lloyd’s other sides; the obvious sociopath side, the asshole side, and his soft side.
“How about you paint something on it”, Lloyd suggests, trying his best to calm the other one down because it’s not the right time for that fun.
“Huh?”
“The wall, so it’s not that boring. We could paint it beige and then paint something on it”, Lloyd answers.
Lloyd almost wants to curse you out when you suddenly jump up with a huge smile, showing your teeth, which you normally only give him when he gets you some Crêpes. “Yes, I like that”
“Good”, happy that you both came to a decision, “already any ideas?”
You don’t even need to think for a second, “yes”, and smile at him.
“care to share?”, he sits down next to you on the bed and pulls you into his side. You lean in his touch, sinking into his body heat. Nothing is better than feeling your husbands warm skin against yours. Ok, there are a few things that are equally good.
“Well”, you begin, “I think a ven Google vibe would be nice”
The expression on your husband’s face tells you he likes it. Painting the room in the man’s style that lead to you getting together, that lead to you getting married and that lead to you being parents in a few weeks. There were some ups and downs, especially downs, but in the end, you got together. All because of a weird named artist.
“Sounds like a Plan, Sunshine”
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hello guys, i know this is not my typical incorrect post but i've been wanting to do this. here are my all time favorite Chris Evans characters x Reader fics. this masterlist is full of my all time favorite ficd and writers and i hope you'll give this a chance and praise these wonderful writers for their work. enjoy everyone! 💜
This AU is my forever all time favorite SR x Reader AU:
Baptized In Dirty Water by @itsanerdlife
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please click this to view the rest of the chapter. don't forget to check the rest of her work.
Sweet Home Georgia Peach by @marvelcriminalhoe
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this series is one of my favorite fics. 11/10 would recommend. love this series so so much 💜
Desperate Affairs by @georgiapeach30513
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this fic not only intrigued the hell out of me but also gave me a emotional rollercoaster. there's so much going on but you'll get curious as you continue to read. 11/10 would recommend 👌
Gone, Baby by @wayward-blonde
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i never expect that i will need a dark chris evans character. like i didn't know i had this kink to a psycho son a bitch hottie. and god doing his very good work cos Llyod Hansen exist. amen to that and yes, 11/10 would recommend so read it! 🤣
(SHE MOVES WITH) SHAMELESS WONDER by @ussgallifrey
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one thing about me, is i LOVE long series. although this series still on chap 16, this series is on my reading list bc i love the story goes. and yes, definitely worth to recommend 👌
The Vampire Kings Religion by @marvelcriminalhoe
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vampire!steve is a yes for me! i haven't read it yet but the plot is good so would definitely recommend 👌
Stumblin' In by @swan-of-sunrise
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book 2 (completed)
book 3 (completed)
book 4 (completed)
book 5 (completed)
i still haven't read this but soon when i'm not busy. but i still added it here cos y'know, it's a long series with a good plot so yes, give it a try and check out the writer's other work 👌
The Demigod From Asgard by @secretswiftymarvelfan
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this still on going but this is one of my favorite fic. the storyline is so good that i'm re-reading it again soon coz i just can't get enough. and as always, definitely would recommend it yo you guys, so give it a try. kudos to the writer!
His New Partner by @star-spangled-steve
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another one with on going series and yes, i added it here coz i'm so obsessed with long series. like who doesn't right? i'll probably start reading this soon and yes, please give it a shot and give some love to the author 🫶
Welcome To The Pack by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
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okay okay omg omg i finally found a wholeass series of alpha!steve! and yes ofc it went straight here coz why not?! omg i can't wait to read this akdhsajajd 🫣😍🥰🫶
Attack Of The Winter Wolf by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
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thank heavens for having authors writing this wonderful stories. alpha!steve will always be the death of me, especially to be called 'Little One' by him 🫣😍 can't wait to read this too! and for forget to check it too~
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Meant to Be Yours
Llyod Hansen x Doctor! Reader and Six x reader
Hi, I finally was inspired to write. And yes I may or may not have seen Gray Man and may or may not have gotten some inspiration from that and all of the science classes I'm taking. Sorry for the lack of updates, I just wasn’t motivated to write and didn't want to make myself hate writing these stories and driving myself to not enjoy writing them. I really do intend to write more but life seems to have other plans (one of the reasons for my new name lol). But this story idea slapped me in the face and hopefully gets me back in the swing of things.
(Will have two separate endings) Also, sorry in advance, this is a love triangle, but hopefully I keep it interesting.
Trigger Warnings: I mean it has Lloyd Hansen in it, torture, gore, noncon/ dubcon, cursing, stalking, power imbalance
‘I’m not getting paid enough for this shit.’ You thought to yourself. The dank hallway smelled of blood and there was an ominous dripping sound behind you somewhere. ‘When I get back I swear to god I’m chewing off Greenway’s ass.’ When you came into work today you hadn’t expected the CIA of all goddamn agencies to be short staffed. You were beyond pissed when your manager approached you that morning with a chintzy first aid kit.
“We need you on patch up duty today.” You recalled rolling your eyes. It wasn’t that you were too prideful to help others, it was just that you never actually did anything around the lab. And for someone hired straight out of graduate school it was disappointing to say the least. You had been ecstatic when the CIA itself approached you about your thesis on biochemical warfare, and stunned at the opportunity to join their research team. You didn’t come from money and worked your ass off to get through all of the necessary schooling and now you were playing Dr. MD.
“I’m not even that type of doctor.” You grumbled to yourself as you approached two armed guards in front of an old rusted door.
Clearing your throat, you felt nervous as the two of them looked at you. “Um- Someone requested a Dr. I’m Dr. Y/l/n. I think I’m in the right place.” Although you’d much rather be anywhere else, this place gave you horror movie vibes.
The guard on the right nodded curtly and opened the door without a word.
“Thanks.” You said slowly, walking into god knows what.
“About time you showed up.” A cocky voice echoed through the room. You raised your eyebrow at a man leaning against the wall in a crappy porn star stache, tight polo shirt, and white pants. He seemed out of place looking all put together next to the man tied to a chair and gagged. You eyed a few wicked looking medical instruments warily.
“Didn’t know they had docs that pretty.” The man continued. Not even trying to hide the way he looked you up and down.
“What is this?” You asked hesitantly as he rolled up his sleeves and walked over to you.
“Standard protocol.” He rolled his eyes at that. “Apparently Carmichael needs this guy alive and you…” He slapped a hand on your shoulder causing you to flinch. “… are gonna make sure he stays that way cupcake.”
“This is not what I’m trained for.” You let out an uneasy laugh and turned towards the door. “I’m sure there’s someone else who can-“
You froze as two strong hands gripped your arms and spun you around roughly. “You’re not going anywhere sweetheart. I’ve been waiting to start and you would want to leave poor Mr. Jackson here waiting any longer huh?” He shoved you forward and you stumbled towards a small wooden chair. “I think he’s a bit nervous.” The man whispered in your ear as he shoved you down. You tried not to let your hands shake as he strode over to the tied up man and dropped a car battery on the metal table next to him.
The man started sobbing as the table rattled next to him and the man started tapping two jumper cables together. You hated how he smiled at the sparks they produced.
“Now.” He paused with a smile. “Let’s get this party started huh?” He waved the clamps around with a wicked smile and ripping off the gag.
“Please I swear I don’t know what you want! I-I’ve got money! Ummm and- and cars, whatever you want, just please don’t do this!” The man tied to the chair begged.
“You see, I would, but I’m already getting shit load of cash and I have plenty of nice cars. Speaking of, you and I can go for a ride after I finish up here.” The man shot you a quick wink as he said that.
“So.” He continued slowly. ‘He seems to have a flair for the dramatic.’ You feel your hands grow clammy as he yanks the man’s chin closer and places the clamp on his cheek. “Let’s not draw this out longer than it needs to be. There’s a lady present.” He clamped the other cable to his other cheek and the man shook his head nervously.
“Where is it?” His joking expression dropped as he crouched down to be eye level with the man.
“I-I don’t know what you’re-“
You jumped in your seat as the man flipped a switch and sent an electric current through the victim. You felt your lungs start to heave as you watched him seize around uncontrollably. “Boring.” He heaved out a sigh. “You know what I’m talking about.” The man in the chair slumped down as he released the switch. “Where is it.”
“I swear it don’t-“ The man in the chair was cut off by a loud scream as the other man upped the voltage and flipped the switch.
“Maybe that’ll help jog your memory.” He smirked and then turned to you. “Italian or French?” He asked, toying with the switch, flipping it on and off.
“W-what?” You stuttered out as the man in the chair kept writhing in pain.
“Where do you wanna get dinner after we finish up here? I know this great new Italian place but it’s up to you.”
You blinked at him in shock. Was he actually flirting with you?
“I really think I should be heading back after all of… this.” You stared at the floor, trying not to listen to the man’s screams.
“No need.” The man scoffed. “I’ll let the boss man know and you’re off the hook. You know I’m thinking we should do Italian. I’ve got a craving for some lasagna.”
You scoffed at that and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “You can’t be serious.”
He shot you a smile and flipped off the switch to pull out a phone. “Sure am. I can call now. Carmichael and I are close.”
“Wait, you don’t mean…”
“Hey Denny.” He paused as the voice on the line responded back. “No, he hasn’t cracked yet, but we’ll get there. Anyways I’ve got a favor to ask. Once I’m done here I need you to let Dr…” He strode over and yanked up your official badge, smiling as he read the name. “Y/n y/l/n off for the rest of the day.” You yanked the badge away from him and shoved it in your pocket. ‘The nerve of this asshole.’
He chuckled at something the other person in the line said before responding. “She sure is. Anyways, think you can swing it? Thanks man you’re the best.” He gave you a thumbs up as he paced in front of you still listening.
“Uh huh. Sure. He wants to talk to you.” He handed you the phone, which you took gingerly. He couldn’t actually be talking with THE Denny Carmichael, the man who had discovered you in your program and gave you your job offer.
“Hello?” You asked softly.
“Dr. Y/l/n.” A familiar voice answered. “Perfect, now I need you to listen very carefully.” Holy shit it actually was him. This psychopath had the Chief of the goddamn CIA in his contacts list as Denny.
“I- I can do that.” You looked up at the man still watching you with a predatory smile.
“Whatever my friend Lloyd wants you to do, do it.” He said bluntly.
“I’m sorry? I don’t understand.” Your forehead scrunched at that.
Carmichael sighed across the line. “Fine, let me put it this way, whenever he inevitably finishes up whatever shitty play he’s doing to get you in his bed, get in it.”
You paled at that. “You can’t expect me to-“
“I can and I do. Hansen is too important of an asset to lose because you’re a prude. You can choose not to, but you’ll have to have your desk cleared by Monday.”
“I-“
“Yeah you heard me right. Fuck him, or your fired.”
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Mark the Calendar
A/N: Back to writing Chris Evans x Reader? After like probably over a year of nothing, ya girl’s back to this fandom.
Pairing: Chris Evans x F!Reader
Word count: 1,936 words
Warnings: Swearing, a bit of angst but honestly like it’s really nothing, pregnancy since I’ve seen recently that some people don’t like pregnancy stories.
Summary: Y/N thought pregnancy would be great, since that’s what it’s supposed to be, right? Wrong. It’s anything but enjoyable, and brings more pain thank joy. After months of keeping it to herself, she finally opens up.
You thought pregnancy was a dream. Ya know, like how the movies and books make it out to be? How magical it is to have a growing human inside you, the glowing essence of your skin, the sex drive?
Well, anyone who wrote anything like that could go ahead and suck your dick. Because pregnancy sucked.
Pregnancy was not being able to sleep at night, then waking up the next day early in the morning to run to the bathroom and throw up, making you hungry, then not being able to eat because the taste of your own vomit was still lingering in your mouth.
Pregnancy was the inability to walk longer than maybe twenty feet without feeling exhausted, and your feet screaming in pain like they were in some unknown, late stage of arthritis. It was also not being able to wear anything besides Birkenstocks and really ugly tennis shoes.
Pregnancy was hunting on the internet for hours trying to find maternity clothes that didn’t look like the patterns came from your grandma’s couch. It was then finding a shop or two, and them being out of everything in your size. Great.
However, your dearest fiancee Christopher seemed sometimes oblivious in such a blissful way as he constantly adored your body and you. Sometimes it made you feel better when he constantly compliment how he thought you were glowing, or how he loved your figure with a bump. Sometimes, you wanted to rip his teeth out too.
But at least he was sweet about it all and trying his damn hardest. Like propping your feet up every night on the couch and rubbing them for as long as your heart desired, AKA when it become annoying and you kicked his hands away. Or at night when he would talk to the baby which helped you fall asleep, unless you were actually exhausted and it would bother you so you would throw some insult that was too immature to do any actual harm.
Tonight was no different in the usual chain of events, except that you were in a bad mood for whatever given reason. You were sure it was just hormones, because even after Chris ordered out your favorite food from your favorite restaurant, turned on the show you wanted to watch, let you binge on your favorite flavor of ice cream with brownies, and finally rubbed your feet, you were still angry. You weren’t sure at what, but you were going to find out.
The feet rubbing at this point was becoming obnoxious, so you kicked his hands away like usual, but his face was intently focused on the TV, so they absentmindedly went back to their practice and you grumbled, which he did not hear. You kicked away again, he went back.
Why did men just- why did men breath sometimes?
“Could you not?” You finally said, aggressively pulling your feet towards you. Was your reaction a bit over the top, maybe uncalled for? Sure, but you were an angry pregnant woman with a baby daddy who wouldn’t listen sometimes (the nicknames your friends endearingly, or not, gave him when you got pregnant before you were even engaged).
“Hm?” He looked over at you, again, oblivious. You gave a loud and melodramatic sigh, leaning your head back with the eye roll of the century.
“Can you not take a hint?” You asked next, a little venom spat through your voice, “Ya know, context clues much?” His face grew into a healthy mixture of confused, concerned and scared.
“I’m just- what did I do wrong?” He asked genuinely.
“I don’t know, why don’t you figure that out?” You said with a final sigh of being over the human race of males in general, placing your feet firmly on the group, then getting up with a bit of a struggle but figuring it out and walking away with arms crossed.
Chris was left- confused, to say the least. He stared at your figure walking up the stairs until you disappeared behind a wall and he still stared. What _had_ he done wrong? I mean, he did the whole thing right, right? The whole your favorite everything, rubbing your feet, he was being a good fiancee/dad?
Or was he? He began tracking every step, every damn breath he had taken all day trying to calculate where the hell he messed up. I mean, you could be a mad pregnant women because of hormones, but he must have set you off somehow, some way.
Meanwhile you were in the bedroom with a book that wasn’t interesting enough for right now. What you would do for one of those poorly written romance novels with an interesting enough plot, not the Pulitzer prize winning book that sat on your lap. You huffed in frustration, instead going to Amazon to order one, hoping two day shipping would actually turn into one if you just hoped enough.
Was Chris scared to go upstairs? Yes, of course he was. Did he do it anyway? Reluctantly, yes. You weren’t a monster, of course you weren’t, but what you were was an upset and a hurting mama that he needed to figure out how to cool down.
You were pushing livid when you heard the door creak open, and saw a fraction of Chris’ figure standing there, in-between the trim and now partly opened door. But as he slowly stepped in, quietly and carefully closing the door behind him, your heart melted at his genuinely concerned face, in such a sweet way. It was hard to ignore the man who has such a tender aura to him, and damn that loose strand that feel from his neatly kept fluffy hair made him look at least five times sexier than when it was pushed back. You took a deep gulp and a sigh, your face melting from a tense pit of anger into a more disappointed canvas. Not that you were disappointed at him, it was all aimed at yourself and your lack of ability to actually act like a cohesive person sometimes.
“You alright?” He asked with such a sweet tone it made your heart pound a little faster. You nodded.
“I’m sorry.” You mumbled, looking down to lace your fingers with one another and play with them out of habit when situations got awkward. “I didn’t mean to be so bitchy, really. I think my hormone levels are just through the roof today in the angry department.” He chuckled, sitting on the foot of the bed and rubbing your leg clothes with legging.
“It’s alright,” He softly smiled at you, those big blue eyes like a damn puppy dogs. You pouted a bit at how unfair it was of you to have such a handsome man all to yourself. “Really, I get it. You can’t control it, it’s okay.”
“But still, I shouldn’t have been so mean to you.”
“Hey, hon, let’s not forget the other half that got you into this.” He pointed to himself and you smiled a bit, causing his smile to grow even more. “Trust me, I can take the half-hearted insults.”
“Still,” You sighed, biting your lower lip a bit in nervousness at the words that would leave your mouth next. “Pregnancy has not been fun and I just- I want it to be over with.” He gave you an even more confused look, because somehow, you had yet in your seven months of this bullshit to have this conversation with him.
It wasn’t that you hadn’t wanted to, or that you didn’t find it important. You just knew it would be such a difficult one, because inevitably this was the same man that wanted four, five, six- a whole round up of kids. And you, well, you had really considered the thought, hoped on board for a while, and now that the ship was actually out to sea, you wanted to dock as soon as fucking possible.
“What do you mean?” He asked, eyeing your face for any non-verbal answers of what you meant, how you were feeling.
“I mean that it’s just been painful for so many reasons. Physical, mental, everything. Everyone talks about how amazing it is to be pregnant, and how amazing woman feel and just- it’s not like that for me.” You mumbled the last part out of the fear lingering of somehow disappointing him.
Hell, he could back out right now if he wanted to. You weren’t married yet.
“I-“ He stopped for a second, looking away and towards the wall across from the bed as you patiently waited for an answer with bated breath, “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
“I don’t know,” You admitted, going again to averting your gaze anywhere else but your partner’s eyes that stared at you. “I mean, you want a lot of kids and while I know I can physically do it, I’m not sure if mentally I can go again. And I would hate to disappoint you.”
“Disappointment me?” He gave a slightly comical tone and laugh, “Hon, if you want to have one kids, that’s perfectly fine with me. If you wanted zero, we could do that too.”
“Chris, I- I’m flattered, but I swear I’ll try my hardest if you want more, if you really do I-“
“Sweetheart, I’m not the one doing all the work here, am I?” He questioned, now motioning to your stomach that was growing by the day. “To think that I even remotely have a say in what happens with your body is astronomically wrong.”
“Still, partnership.”
“Yeah, but in this situation, it’s not 50/50. If you don’t want to carry more kids, then so be it, no more kids.”
Since finally opening up your shell about your true feelings, you and Chris had decided that for the lasting time in the third trimester it would be best if you went back to therapy (which you knew you had needed for a while) and also talk to a doctor more frequently about the really negative toll pregnancy was taking on you.
Long story short, it alleviated some of the extra pain.
Sure, your feet still hurt and the maternity clothes issue was far from fixed, but by the time you were rushed to the delivery room at seven am one Tuesday morning, your mental state was doing actually well. Until the pain started of course.
On a scale of 1 to 10 the pain was easily a 37. The epidural definitely did wonders, as you were finally able to actually feel relaxed a bit, Chris of course being the borderline obnoxious father who literally stood by you for hours and didn’t take your hand out of his unless you pulled yours away because it got to sweaty. And the push time was honestly not awful, it thankfully only took maybe half a dozen or so strong pushes before your baby boy was born.
As soon as you held your little one, you felt the feeling that is talked about in movies in books. The one where your entire body soars with warmth, overdoses on love, drowns in tenderness. This, this is what it felt like to be a mom.
“I think I want another.” You mumbled after just a few hours of your first born actually being born. Chris gave a chuckle.
“This soon?” He asked, looking at you as he hovered over where you held the baby close to your body, “We have at least six weeks before we can do anything, ya know?”
“Then we better mark the calendar, hm?”
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Lloyd Hansen
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My favourite melody
Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x female reader
Word count: around 500
Summary : Lloyd realises how far he'd fallen for you and he doesn't wish to stop it anytime soon maybe never.(This is from his pov)
Warning: Soft Lloyd, 😌, feels ,🥺. Fluff!!!!!🥰😊😇 . As always no minors. 18+ only.
A/n: WHY HE'S FICTIONAL! 😭😭😭. I want my own llyod to take care of me . Liiiike please🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺. I just love him 🥹🥹🥹
There is no actual description of reader. No use of y/n.
All mistakes are my own. No beta read. ❤️❤️❤️❤️
As always my beloved, comments, feedback and reblog are SO MUCH APPRECIATED!!!!! please leave some feedback!!!!!🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩
Lots of love! ❤️
Lloyd POV:
I used to think the world revolved around me until she came storming in my life ,and for once I wasn't complaining.
The realisation hit me after a while, that my world revolved around her. She sets my soul on fire and the warmth soothes the very reason of my being. I don't want the fire to ever be put out because it makes me feel alive. I trace my fingertips along her cheek and it's more than enough that she's in my arms . More than anything it's enough for me, for a lifetime but maybe I am greedy and I want her for eternity. Her sleeping form moves closer to seek more of my warmth and my heart feels like it can burst out of my chest at the next second but instead it beats so hard that it makes a melody which my ears only hear. I love her and God, I love her. "I've never asked for anything, Cupcake. But for you," he leans down and his lips dance along your forehead "for you I will beg to God." . He lets the words hang in the air. It's like a warm blanket settled over his cold heart. A heart he used to think which can't love. But then there are you making him feel every single thing. His hand seetles on your waist and he pulls you closer and you let out a sigh of contentment. His words from earlier echo in his head and he feels the reality of how far he has fallen for you. His Cupcake. He tilts your chin to get a better look at your sleeping face. My sunshine " he whispers and his lips brush along your jaw . His gaze moves to your close eyes and he thinks, the colour of your eyes is his favourite and he makes a promise to himself to keep it like that till his last breath and for eternity if that's what is waiting for you both. "I want you in a way I can't explain Sunshine. But let me try to explain it"he sighs and his lips turn in a grin"If someone asked me to choose between the world and you, and I had two chances , i will choose you twice so the world better know you are mine and I am yours' ' . The evening is turning colder ,he notices as he gazes at the window . "I will choose your warmth if everything I've achieved is winter "he continues ,"I need you more than air ."
"Lloyd " your sleepy voice makes his eyes meet yours "yeah, sunshine?" He replies with a smile. "I am sleepy" you say in a baby-like tone and he smiles, genuinely smiles. A type of smile which makes his eyes twinkle in the dark night. "And nothing is stopping you from sleeping more " he says in a soft tone and then you are back to sleep. It's like his presence has that calming effect on your soul which makes you fall asleep easily and moreover fall in love with him. He pulls up the warm blanket more til it's touching your chin and that's the last thing you both remember when the deep slumber of sleep pulls you in a sea of dreams. And for the nth time he isn't complaining.
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Aggghh my heart 🥺🥺🥺🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
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In your dreams, f*cker
Title: In your dreams, f*cker
Prompt filled for @writersmonth – Day: 20 - word: jealous
Square filled for @anyfandomgoesbingo: Free Space
Rating: Mature
Summary: You just hate Lloyd Hansen.
Pairing: Llyod Hansen x fem!Reader
Warnings: language, be aware that I’m not writing canon for Lloyd, tension, stupid pet names, love-hate relationship, secrets, implied smut, Lloyd being himself
A/N: Just a short story to get into writing for Lloyd. Maybe there will be a second part.
Words: 900
Divider by @firefly-graphics
“Why him?” you watch the nightmare of every CIA agent waltz into the conference room. “We’ve got the Sierra agents, Fitzroy. We don’t need that man. He’s losing control all the time. That man is a ticking bomb.”
“He’s useful and effective,” Carmichael tries to defend his decision to involve Lloyd fucking Hansen. “His resources and intel are the best. Now stop wasting our time. We’ve got more important things to talk about than you dislike one of our mercenaries.”
“Lloyd Hansen is an egocentric sociopath. I don’t care that he’s your special asset for undertaking your undercover missions. We can’t waste more CIA resources on him and his attitude.
“Don’t call me an asset,” Lloyd strolls toward your seat, giving you a stern look, “it’s an asshole word. So,” he claps his hand, “who’s up for some new information on our little escapist?”
“Bite me,” you bite back. “I don’t care what you got for us. We both know you only get information out of people using torture.”
“I’d bite you with pleasure, pumpkin,” he grins down at you, making you angrily ball your hands into fists. “Just not right now. This would be inappropriate, don’t you think.”
“Me ripping that stupid pornstache off your face would be much more inappropriate, don’t you think,” you mimic his tone. “You better get out of my face.”
“You better get that stick out of your tight ass,” you scrunch up your nose at his crudeness. “Or let me put something better inside.”
“Would you mind sitting down?” Fitzroy clears his throat. “We should get back to the topic. I really can’t handle more of this.” He points between you and Lloyd. “Mr. Hansen, if you would give us the information you gathered.”
“He’s such an ass,” Dani whispers in your ear as Lloyd finally plops down next to you. “Why do we even pay him? He’s nothing but a psychopath with polished shoes.”
“But my ass is iconic, pumpkin,” Lloyd grins. “And Y/N was right. I’m a sociopath. That’s a difference.”
“We will all agree, that the information Hansen gave us was useful,” Dani rolls her eyes at Carmichael’s words. “He earned his place among us. Am I right, special agent Y/L/N.”
“If you say so, Sir,” you try to act professional around Carmichael. All you want is getting out of the conference room and go home without getting yourself into trouble. “Time will tell if he’s worth the money you pay him.”
You slowly get up from your seat to grab your jacket and bag while Dani tries not to roll her eyes again. She bites her tongue and tries to swallow the bile rise in her throat.
“Aw, pumpkin,” Lloyd stands behind you to whisper in your ear, “I’m worth every single dollar they pay me and more. You should try to be a little nicer to me. I’ll stick around to keep a close eye on your cute ass from now on.”
“Whatever,” you ram your elbow into his stomach, making him groan. “I don’t do guys in white pants wearing shoes without socks.”
“I will change your mind, Y/N,” he purrs, lips almost touching your ear. “If you ever go on a ride with Lloyd Hansen, you will never want another man.”
“In your dreams, fucker.”
“Your loss, agent,” Lloyd sneers as you shoulder him aside to walk toward the door. “You are missing out on a grand prime-“
“This is sexual harassment, Mr. Hansen,” Dani quips. “Go ahead and I’ll tell Fitzroy about it. You may be best buddies with Carmichael, but we won’t let you harass one of our agents.”
“Aw, do you want to crawl my balls, agent Miranda?” he dips his head to give Dani a lopsided grin. “Get in line, sunshine. I have set my eyes on agent Y/L/N. After I’m done with her, you can get a taste of me…”
“I’ll pass.”
“Hello, cupcake,” Lloyd lazily props his feet on your coffee table. “Did you miss me?”
“How did you get in here?” you aim your gun at Lloyd’s head. “I asked you a question, Mr. Hansen.” You unlock the gun.
“I have missed you,” he shrugs, still not moving a muscle as you point the gun at his crotch. “It’s been almost a month since I last saw you, my sexy pumpkin.”
“Well, Carmichael tries to keep me away from any mission involving your ass,” you kick against his feet. “Feet off my table. Now tell me what you want here, Lloyd. I’m not in the mood for one of your stupid games.”
“How about you come here and sit on my lap,” he grins while patting his thigh. You drop your eyes to his thigh, licking your lips. “You know how much you love to ride me…any part of me, pumpkin. Don’t get all shy on me now.”
“This is the last time,” you secure your gun and place it on the table. “If you ever tell anyone about whatever we are doing, you are dead.”
Lloyd leans back on the couch to watch you slowly take your dress off. He hums as he brushes his thumb over his stache. “Leave the heels on, pumpkin. I want you to ride me with your shoes on.”
“You’re a fucking pervert. Just you know, I hate that pornstache and you so much. If only your dick wasn’t so good...”
“And you are a jealous and possessive bitch,” he smirks when you shimmy out of your panties. “Now come here and get what’s yours…” Lloyd crooks his finger, knowing all too well that you will be a begging mess in a few moments...
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My Dear Wife - Lloyd Hansen Series
Character: Lloyd Hansen x Rich!Female Reader
Words Count: 3200
Summary: Our reader was safe from the hostage situation, and she got her answer for all her problems. But did she make the right choice being married to a lunatic sociopath?
Check out Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7 (Extra Story)
A/N: This is the continuous chapter from 3 Billion Divorce. <<<Check it out if you haven't read it.
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I want to write the aftermath of the day Lloyd came to the reader's office with the divorce paper.
But I feel the story would be better when both characters get to know each other.
I would appreciate any comments and feedback you can give me. Please tell me if you have any ideas and feedback for part 3.
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In the family, there will always be an evil uncle, aunt, or cousin who says hurtful things. Their bullet would be:
"Why are you still single?"
"How much is your salary?"
"When will you get married?"
"My son/daughter just got promoted or bought a new apartment."
They will say anything to make their family better than anyone else.
The only choice is to ignore them and not return for another family gathering.
But with you, it's a different case. You wished they would say hurtful things rather than try to get rid of you.
They have shown you their true colors after your grandfather's funeral.
Their first act was you woke up at a mental hospital with the note that you're delusional.
You ran away and sued the hospital.
They even use your friend to spike your drinks. Since that day, you lost your friend, and you never took a sip that was being offered to you.
You almost got killed on the airplane, but the pilot didn't want to risk his life, so he told you the truth.
You can't even stay at your own house. Cause assassins always break in to get you while you're asleep.
That's just some of the cases.
After the suffering, you've been facing all these years.
It's time to get revenge.
You got an instant husband who is an expert at handling problems.
After your secretary sent the money, Lloyd untied the rope around your hands. What a paranoid man; he didn't trust you until he got the money.
"Mr. Hansen, where is my bodyguard?" You couldn’t stop worrying about Jimmy after the car crash. You didn’t know what happened to him.
He is still sitting and reading the contract. "Aren't we supposed to be husband and wife? Call me Lloyd, or hubby, or babe. Take your pick."
Lloyd wants to tease you and is curious about your response.
You’re not amused with his jokes, "Lloyd, I want my bodyguard to be alive and healthy."
Oh well, you’re not in the mood for jokes. He snapped his finger to his soldier to come forward. The soldier speaks softly, almost whispering, "Her bodyguard lost too much blood."
Lloyd clenched the soldier's collar, forced him to bend, and pointed his gun. "I don't care, treat him. If he needs to bathe in blood, so be it. Or do you want to pay the penalty of 3 billion?"
"No sir." The soldier shook his head and started to run.
He put down the contract and clapped his hands. "Good news sweetheart, your bodyguard is resting. He got dehydrated."
"So what does my precious wife want me to do?"
He strolls towards you. "Do you want to finish them as quickly as possible or slowly by torturing them?"
"The second choice."
"I thought you wanted them gone."
You scoffed. "They will lose their will to live when they see me become the head of the company."
Lloyd felt a shiver when you said that. He likes it when you sound desperate but bossy at the same time.
"I need to ask you, are you sure you want to pay me that much money? I could give you a discount if you want."
You shook your head. "It doesn't matter to me as long as I'm alive."
You walk around him while your eyes stay focused, looking at his blue eyes. "I see how you work, kind of spontaneous but deadly. You immediately betrayed my relative after I offered you more money."
Suddenly you stopped and smirked, "That means you're not afraid or just don't give a shit. I need a fearless man who is also a lunatic at the same time."
"Besides, I'm worth more than 40 million dollars."
He felt shiver again, and now his heart was beating loudly. He doesn't understand why.
Lloyd's hands cover his face. "Stop, stop, I'm blushing because of your compliment."
"We could write this into our marriage vows."
You rolled your eyes. "By the way, is there any room that I could use? I want to rest."
Lloyd smirked, "Oh honey, I haven't decorated the bedroom for our wedding night."
You sighed heavily, your finger running through your hair."Lloyd, Right now, your wife is exhausted, 4 hours ago, I thought I would die. I have no energy to banter with your joke."
"Okay princess." Lloyd raised his hands; he knew it was time to stop teasing you. "My man will take you to your bedroom. By the way, my room is next to yours. If you feel lonely, just knock." He winked at you.
You rolled your eyes. "Ooh, and I want to have breakfast tomorrow. Black coffee and egg Benedict."
‘GASP!' Everyone inside the house was astonished at how brave you were giving orders to their boss.
"Don't tell me 1 billion is not enough to get me proper food?"
You shook your head.
Lloyd looked at you.
You didn't know the last time someone gave him an order, that person got thrown into the sea.
This is the first time a guest has ordered breakfast in his mansion. To be exact, a former hostage became an honorary guest in his house.
At the stairs, you look down at him. "Don't make me regret investing in you, Lloyd."
His jaw twitched, but he stared at your back without replying.
He never tries to prove himself. But to you, he has too. He doesn't want to disappoint you since you gave him so much money.
God, he loved a challenge.
He snapped his fingers to call the servants, "Tell our chef to give his best for tomorrow."
After you closed the door behind you, you finally took a breath.
Honestly, you didn’t plan to sleep, but after you find the answer to your problem, you feel somewhat relieved, and the fatigue you've been holding in for four years finally releases and drains your energy.
It’s a funny world; you feel safer sleeping in a house full of guns. Everyone here wears weapons like accessories.
*****
While you are resting on the second floor, everyone is working since Lloyd orders his IT team to start looking at your family.
It will take a while to get the info; while waiting, Lloyd took a cigarette to the terrace. He took a deep puff and exhaled smoke as he looked at the garden.
He thought he could finish this job easily. But now it’s more complicated.
‘BZZT’ The sudden vibrating phone woke Lloyd from his deep thoughts. He grins when he sees the caller.
"There's a new job for you." That British accent sounds annoyed, probably caused by Susan's nagging.
"Can't. I'm busy."
"I thought you'd done with the last mission."
"That one is done. This one is different."
"What is it?"
"I got married."
"...."
"You're… not… laughing. Are you serious? With who?"
"Y/N L/N."
Lloyd moved his ears away from the phone because Carmichael cursed too loudly.
"L/N? Don't tell me she's from the conglomerate family L/N & Co?"
"Yes."
"I heard she will be appointed as the leader next year. Lloyd, you lucky bastard."
"Thanks man. Hey, can you send all the files of the L/N family?"
"Sure. Consider this as a wedding gift from me."
That phone call was short but helpful. The best part is Carmichael didn't ask questions and was ready to help him.
In a few minutes, Lloyd received the files. It seems like the CIA has been sniffing around. Everything is here.
Your grandfather has eight kids, but after your father died, that left seven kids. 5 aunts and two uncles, that’s how many opponents you have to deal with.
The fight is different with your uncle and aunts because they don’t mind getting their hands dirty as long as they achieve their goals.
The files have dirt ready to use if the agency wants to blackmail your family. Your uncles embezzled the company money; there are also some cases of sexual harassment.
Your aunts do money laundry using their art gallery and boutique shops. Their husbands are politicians, it's obvious they received a bribed.
He got the info and everything he needed, and next, he opened your files.
Only your father chose to be low profile. He handles car manufacturers. He’s good at his job, and the car he designed improved. Your mother is just an ordinary housewife. Your family is quite normal than other relatives.
But the normal life is gone when your two uncles fail a mega project and humiliate the family business. It made your grandfather mad.
Your grandfather chose your father as the next successor, but before the official announcement, your parents died in a car accident.
It is still a mystery where the driver went missing.
There’s a big question mark on the files. A big chance the one who hired the assassins is in your family.
Your grandfather took you in, and you became a prodigy under his wings. Everyone knew you would be the next successor.
After high school, you decided to study abroad, not in an Ivy League university your grandfather told you to attend. This is the first time you disobey him.
He only participated in your graduation and asked you to get a master's at Harvard.
Lloyd chuckled about the fact you went to the same university “No shit, she's a fellow alumnus.”
This time you did what he asked. While getting a master, your work in the company as an intern. It was difficult, but you learned a lot.
The way you work in business also improved; your grandfather often asks your opinion to find solutions. The interaction between you both made others jealous.
There’s also a hospital record of a car and ski accident. All the evidence showed all the equipment was broken on purpose.
"Such a heartless family." Lloyd shook his head; after he dug deeper, he realized your family is more complicated than he thought. Money is more important than blood.
After finding out what happened, there’s an uneasy feeling knowing you’re alone right now.
Lloyd went into your room to check in; he knew this house security was top-notch, but it doesn’t hurt to check. He could talk to you until you fell asleep if you were still awake.
When he went in, he saw you sleeping peacefully.
You were wrapped in a white blanket like a burrito. He looked at you, defenseless like a bunny.
He leaned down a bit before sitting at the side of the bed; you didn’t even notice. You must be exhausted.
He can’t imagine if he were in your position—four years of running and hiding. Surviving without any military background is quite impressive.
Lloyd knew his job was to protect you and stay professional, but right now, he couldn't help feeling protective towards you; he wanted to get all your relatives to the basement and torture them to death.
“Don't worry, I won't let you get hurt. I swear in the name of 3 billion dollars." He whispered before leaving the room.
Usually, he doesn’t care if his client is satisfied with how he does his work. But with you, he wants to see you smiling and proud at his job.
*****
The next day,
The sun was beaming through her blinds, causing you to stir. It’s been a long time since you’ve awakened from a deep sleep. You felt refreshed.
“Rise and shine.”
Your body jumped; you didn’t realize someone else was in the room.
There he is, already in his best outfit. He dresses like he wants to go hunting. In contrast, you look like a mess. There’s nothing underneath the blanket since they didn’t provide you with any spare clothes.
You clenched your blanket when he walked towards you. His right knee rests on the bed while you move backward, but he moves faster. You flinched without realizing it.
As a woman, you know he has a beautiful body at first glance. Even his perfume smells nice. Too bad he’s a lunatic.
While you were lost in thoughts, he swept you with the blanket into his arms, cradled you to his chest, and carried you out of bed.
“Ah! What are you…?!”
Lloyd smirked; he found it amusing to see you caught off guard. “Didn’t you ask for breakfast?”
He carried you to the dining room and put you near his chair. In a few minutes, people appear, their hands carrying a food tray. They put down the food, and there it is.
You could smell good coffee in a glass, not instant coffee like you always made, and egg benedict. The food looks beautiful. You’ve always wanted to have an aesthetic breakfast.
You touch the coffee cup, enjoying the warmth in your hand. Lloyd thought you were scared. “There’s no poison in it.”
“I know.” You bring the cup to your lips” I remembered your vows.” You want to giggle, but you hide it by sipping the coffee.
Lloyd burst into laughter. It turned out you were awake. You keep surprising him. He felt like he had achieved something when he saw you enjoying breakfast.
Suddenly one of the servants knocked on the door. "Sir, they're here."
"Great, let them in."
After he gives permission, you see a group walking into the room. Each of them has a different style.
You have so many questions; Lloyd said, "You are my honor guest. And you deserve the best treatment. I got the best hair stylist, and fashion expert to treat you."
Lloyd smiled generously. "This is my first gift to you."
"After you're done, there will be another surprise waiting for you." He said before leaving.
After the makeover is done, you feel like you are being reborn. It’s been a long time since you got pampered like this. You got to admit he did a great job.
Before you go down the stairs, you see the silhouette you’ve wished to see.
“Jimmy.” You ran down to hug him.
“You're okay. I'm so glad.” Jimmy sighed, relieved; then he talked in his serious voice, "I know we're desperate but not this desperate to make a deal with him."
The moment he woke up, he punched one of the soldiers. No wonder why the car chasing is too much. It was Hansen Security who got hired. He heard about the company. They are famous as gruesome and heartless mercenaries. They will use every method to finish their job.
He was confused, and even though the soldier got hit, he wasn't mad. It turns out you made a deal with their boss. The money you offered was insane. But to you, money is not the issue.
"I care for you like my own kid. I don’t want you to get hurt."
You want to cry when he says that. You've known him since your grandfather was still alive. He's a man of loyalty, and you're grateful for that.
"This is why I made a deal with him. I don't want to lose you. Even though we're not related by blood. But to me you're family.”
Jimmy sighed again because you were right. There's nothing else you can do.
“Ehem, pardon me for interrupt. But boss wants to see you both.”
The soldier guides both of you to the room. He opened it with a passcode. When the door opened, you were awed by how many screens were inside and computers.
“Sir, the honored guest is here.”
Lloyd was looking at the screen when he turned around and became quiet when he saw you. The stylist he hired did a great job. You look different... in a good way.
He cleared his throat. “I want to show you something.”
You saw the screen behind him.
“Before we start planning to made your relative suffer, there’s another thing you should know.”
A picture of a news article and a photo of a wrecked car is shown.
“Car accident that happened 19 years ago."
Your body flinched when you saw the pictures. It's a taboo topic. Nobody around you will try to open the Pandora box.
But this man… just opens the source of your trauma.
Jimmy was ready to destroy the hardware if you asked him to. Because this is your nightmare.
On the other hand, Lloyd discovers new facial expressions from you. He likes looking at you as being weak. Lloyd wants to punish you a little bit. He still holds a grudge when you humiliated him last night.
"I found the missing driver.”
“They made it look like an accident. But I found the driver and the person who hired him."
"Who?!!" You've been looking for the answer but always found a dead end.
"The eldest child from your 3rd aunt's family."
Your cousin? That most spoiled person you've ever known?
You remembered another cousin making fun of him, saying he needed a nanny to wipe his ass until he was ten. He couldn't even pass every test unless his parents bribed the schools.
You heard he worked as a notary, but he was stupid. The land he handled for a mega project doesn't have a permit. While the investors had put their money. For sure, they sued him.
He came to your grandfather, begging and crying for help.
He was the last person you could ever think of.
"Your aunt and her husband get rid of all the traces."
Lloyd's words hit you like blows to the chest, and each of them made you lose breath. You always want to know the truth, but the pain is too much. You struggle to stand on your own feet.
"Yeah…, there's …no way…. he can work ….alone."
Lloyd noticed you start panting, your eyes not focusing anymore on the screen.
"What about…my other… family? Do they… know?"
"All of them are working together. "
"Urgh." The pain in your chest became unbearable. So their condolences at your parents' funeral are an act of pity? And your grandfather?
That's when you realized.
Oh, God.
Your grandfather knew the TRUTH. That's why he chose you as the successor to forgive his children.
Your vision becomes blurry, your legs wobble, and it feels like the floor is moving.
Lloyd moved fast when he noticed you couldn't stand on your feet. He caught you before you fell.
Your hand clenched his shirt to make him bend down. Your face and his were so close that you could feel his breath.
You saw his expression, he was not worried, but you could feel he was amused seeing your reaction. This bastard does this on purpose cause yesterday you embarrassed him.
There’s no way you would cry in front of this psycho.
"Forgot… what I said….last night. I want them…gone."
Lloyd smirked. His hand removed yours that was holding his shirt. He touched your knuckles and kissed them gently. "As you wish my dear wife."
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Switched Sides 2 - Lloyd Hansen Series
Character: Lloyd Hansen x former Hitman!FemaleReader
Summary: Y/N L/N quit her job as a hitman to take care of her nephew after her stepbrother died. It’s been a year since she became a good aunt to her nephews, and she wants to keep it that way. But her quiet life got disturbed when her former boss asked for her help.
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Disaster.
That's the perfect way to describe the situation. Today is supposed to be the first day of the school's anniversary celebration.
Every participant for the bazaar was scattering around to pick up all their stuff and set up their tent back to the correct position because a strong force of wind flew all their property, including Y/N vegan brownies cake.
A helicopter suddenly landed in the middle of the football field near the food bazaar.
Every parent, teacher and student was shocked by what happened, and they were even more surprised when people that came out wearing black suits like a secret service approached Y/N.
"Y/N L/N, we need your help." The person standing in front of her is her former colleague Bruno. His code name is 'Poison'.
She knows the only person who will use this method is Lloyd Hansen.
"Y/N, you're not in trouble, right?" A trembling voice came from Jenny, who stood behind Y/N, along with others who were confused with the situation in front of them.
–Flashback Starts–
Everyone was busy setting up their tent, including Y/N until a strong wind and loud sound approached the school.
"Is that a helicopter?
"What happened?"
"Oh my god, are there terrorists at school?"
"No, the decoration is ruined because of the wind!!!"
"Catch the flower buckets!!! That flowers are imported!!!"
–Flashback Ends–
"No, ma'am, the country needs her help." Bruno fixes his aviator, acting friendly towards Jenny. She would never believe this man is dangerous because he uses hazardous chemicals to finish his target.
Jenny grabs Y/N's hand. "If you ever need help, call me. My father knew a few senators."
Lloyd knew a few senators too, and he kept them like figure dolls. He's far more powerful than senators.
"Thank you." Y/N tapped Jenny's hand to assure her that she was okay.
"Give me your car keys; my subordinate will drive your car back to your home."
Y/N gave him the car keys. She doesn't need to tell her address. They have known it beforehand.
"You could bring your…" Bruno pointed at the little human underneath him. "Nephew's with you."
With Kendall in her arms, and her other hand holding Mark, she entered the helicopter quickly so they could leave the school as soon as possible.
"Wow, this is so cool, Aunty."
The helicopter starts to go up, and everyone is in their seat. From the window, Mark saw his classmate look jealous. He lifted his middle finger towards them, but his aunt lowered his hand. "That's rude."
Mark felt embarrassed and lowered his head. "Sorry, Aunty." Y/N shook her head and then checked on the little one who sat on her lap and wore a cancelling headphone noise.
She thought Kendall would be scared, but he's enjoying it. His short legs keep moving up and down.
Bruno sat near her, surprised to see her being gentle, "You've changed, Y/N."
Y/N looked at Bruno, not amused; the way he picked her up would ruin her cover as a regular aunt, and people at the school will ask questions.
"Was it necessary to make an entrance like this?"
Bruno chuckled. "If you didn't ignore him, today wouldn't have happened. Every cause has consequences."
She scoffed, "He must be desperately asking me for help."
"Oh, he is. And we need old Y/N to come back."
Mark clenched her shirt, and she felt it. He must be scared thinking about her old job. Her fingers gently brushed his hair, and she said, "It's gonna be alright."
They have arrived at the top of the building. Y/N knew this place was one of their headquarters, and the location was in the same city. It's better this way than their usual hideout place inside the forest; kids will get scared.
"Wait here", said Bruno and left them.
After waiting for 5 minutes, the owner of the building appeared. He was standing tall with a well-built body. He'd wearing a black shirt, a leader jacket, beige pants and black shoes.
Lloyd smiled. "Hi, pumpkin, did you miss me?"
Y/N does not answer because she is pissed. Lloyd understands her anger. So he wants to mess with the tiny little guest by saying, "I'm your father."
Kendall, who was silent this whole time, suddenly cried, "Waaa…not daddy."
Y/N clicked her tongue; she rubbed his back to calm him down. "Thanks, Lloyd. It took half an hour to stop his crying."
"Uupss." Lloyd chuckled; he didn't feel sorry even one bit.
"What do you want?"
"I need your help since you are the best tracker in the team."
"You said my method is old-fashioned."
"Here's a thing, since I ruined a tourist attraction in some European country, the Big Boss boss banned me from doing any damage."
When Y/N is still working with him, they always argue about how to get their target. She preferred quiet but deadly, while Lloyd chose loud and messy.
"Who do you need to catch?"
"You agree to help?" Lloyd raised his eyebrows, and he was surprised she quickly agreed.
"If I don't do it, you will bother me again until I say yes. What will I get if I do you a favour?"
"A medicine for him." Lloyd looks at Kendall.
"I know you have the money for his oral medicine, but you must wait a year. If you help me, I will give you the medicine tomorrow."
"How?"
"Let's just say there's a patient that doesn't deserve it."
That's a sign she should stop asking.
"Aunty." Y/N looked down at Mark, who wanted to cry.
"I'll be alright. Could you watch Kendall for a while?"
"Nooo." He shook his head and stomped his foot.
Lloyd doesn't want to hear a kid crying in his place. "Bring him, he won't understand anything."
They moved to another floor. On their way to the control room, Mark saw a sports car inside the building. How did they get the sports car into the skyscraper?
He looked up at Lloyd with adoring eyes. Lloyd felt this kid was watching him, so he just smiled back.
*****
"So, who is this?"
"An accountant of the drug cartel."
"He picked the wrong enemy?"
"Yup, and the CIA want to use him to put the drug cartel to jail. But the problem is, he's good at hiding."
"Give me his profile."
Y/N read the profiles thoroughly and picked maps. Her fingers traced the map, then picked a red marker to make an 'X' sign "He's here."
"How did you know?"
"He's a loner, and doesn't have many friends, so I saw his GPS history, sometimes he always visits the area around his university. He felt safe in a place that was nostalgic to him. So that means…"
Y/N pointed at the 'X' sign on the map. "He's here."
"You heard her; send the team around that area." Lloyd gave an order to his subordinates.
"Can we go home now?"
"No, stay here until we find him. I don't want to go back and forth to pick you up. The gas for the helicopter is expensive."
"Ugh, fine."
******
While waiting for the result, Lloyd ensured three of them got comfortable. He notices Y/N's nephew doesn't feel scared, perhaps because they know her aunt is there to protect them.
"You haven't put him down since you got here. Your arms don't get numb?"
Kendall rested his head on her chest, sleeping while his mouth opened. For Y/N, looking at Kendall is this calm, and her tiredness is gone. "No, he's not heavy."
"Hmm, I understand why he loves being in your arms."
Lloyd leaned his head on her shoulder and hugged her left side. "Because I felt home every time I rested my head on your chest." He winked at her. She pushed him away, but he won't budge.
He wants to move away from her, but because of the little kid, she smells like a baby, and he likes her new smell.
Mark looked at this man acting close to Y/N. He whispered in her ear, "Aunty, is he your boyfriend?"
Lloyd smiled at the innocent question. "Yes, yes, I am." He has this proud look on his face and gives a peck on Y/N's cheek.
His moustache tickled her, so she pushed him away. "Don't give him any ideas."
"Mister, why did you call aunty Y/N pumpkin?"
"Because that's her favourite food."
"Really?" He doesn't know his aunt's favourite food, while she knows their likes and dislikes.
Mark's eyes sparkled, this man had a helicopter, and cars, owned many computers, and he knew Y/N's favourite food. He's cool.
*****
After 4 hours, she finally got the news.
Lloyd wears a big smile on his face. "They caught him. I knew I could count on you."
Y/N, while carrying Kendall and Mark, they immediately stand up from their seat. "Great. So send us back home."
"Eh, I want to invite you to have dinner together."
"Lloyd, you don't like kids."
"I could tolerate them as long as I'm with you."
"My patience has its limits." Not just her but the kids too. She could sense her nephew getting bored and exhausted. If they don't go home, both boys will start their tantrums.
"Alright." He offered a handshake when she wanted to shake his hand. Lloyd suddenly pulled her into his arm and kissed her cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow."
Lloyd wasn't kidding. The next day he visited her at her house to deliver medicine for Kendall.
She doesn't know I'd the medicine worked well or not, but it made Kendall sleepy. At least this time, he's not crying in pain.
Since Kendall fell asleep, she couldn't pick Mark up at school. That means she needs to ask a favour. "Lloyd, could you get my nephew at school?"
"Am I a chauffeur now?"
She didn't answer. Instead, she gave him a killer gaze at him, which made Lloyd nod. "Alright, but I want to have dinner with you tonight."
******
Never in a million years would Lloyd think he would step into school again.
While he walks around looking for Mark, every mother and nanny who waited for their kids is looking at Lloyd. It's easy to spot him since he's the tallest person in the area. His style is also modest and stylish.
Then he heard a bunch of kids surrounding one kid; he knew who it was.
Mark is standing alone while his classmates are in the group. His cheeks were red because he was frustrated. "Why can't I join the marathon tomorrow?"
"That's because you don't have a father. It's a father-son marathon."
"What if you team up with our gym teacher? Everyone knows he likes your aunty."
Mark stomped his foot. "No!!!" He doesn't want his gym teacher as his running partner, that would be cheating, and Mark doesn't want his teacher to get close to Y/N.
Then he felt a shadow covering him, and he saw his friend stepping back while their eyes looked up.
He raised his head and saw the person he met yesterday, Mister Lloyd.
Suddenly he got an idea; with his little body, he clung to Lloyd's leg like a koala and looked at his friend. "He is my aunt's boyfriend, and I will join the marathon tomorrow with him!!!"
It's not just Mark's friends who were shocked but also Lloyd. This will be the first time an 8-year-old kid dumbfounded Lloyd.
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Switched Sides Chapter 4 - Lloyd Hansen Series
Character: Lloyd Hansen x former Hitman!FemaleReader
Summary: Y/N L/N quit her job as a hitman to take care of her nephew after her stepbrother died. It’s been a year since she became a good aunt to her nephews, and she wants to keep it that way. But her quiet life got disturbed when her former boss asked for her help.
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“No.” Y/N quickly answered.
“Eh~ why not?” Lloyd asked with a whining voice.
“If you live here, do you want to explain to the kids why they came home with blood on their head, broken leg, or losing a finger?”
She had that thought before, to continue her job as a hitman when she became an aunt, but consider the danger, and any day would be her last day. She can’t risk that.
“I already risked my family's safety when I let you into my house.”
“Wow.”
“What?”
“Don't you realise this is our first argument as a couple?”
“We're not…”
“I know, I know, I'm just teasing you. Don't get mad. Let's get back to sleep.” Lloyd stroked her back multiple times.
He doesn't want to make her angry anymore, or she will move from his arms. It's already a miracle she didn't push him away. Lloyd was half honest when he asked about moving in. If Y/N says yes, that would be great, but it is also fine if she says no.
The next day, Lloyd woke up with an empty bed. When he looked at the clock, he was surprised it showed 9 a.m. He slept the whole night. Then he saw folded clothes beside him.
It turned out Y/N had prepared it.
He wore the clothes and walked to the kitchen. The image he saw is Y/N cooking breakfast, and the kids are sitting at the dining table. Then she said, “Come here, or the omelette will get cold.”
Is this what having a normal family looks like? It's not bad.
Lloyd sits on the chair and greets the kids, “Morning, Mark and Kendall.” He gently patted Kendall’s head.
Mark, while munching his food, he kept looking at Lloyd.
“My daddy used to wear that; you could keep it.”
“Oh, thank you.” Lloyd's fork cut the food in front of him. But then a hash brown being dropped to his plates. When he looked up, he realised the food came from Kendall. The little kid is smiling at him.
“He likes you,” Y/N said while enjoying her coffee. Kendall did the same with her after he became comfortable with her. Nobody knows that she shed a tear that day.
“Kendall couldn’t speak properly yet, so he will show affection through giving.”
Lloyd felt a lump in his throat. This little kid just shared what he had with a hitman like him. Everyone says he’s a heartless and sociopathic man, but with litter gesture like this made his cold heart melt for a second.
He ate the hash brown, and look at Kendall “I will get the best doctor to treat you, kiddo.”
******
After the four of them had breakfast and showered, Lloyd got a message on his phone when he was sitting on the couch while Kendall rested on his chest.
“Y/N, I'm going to need your help again.”
“What is it now?” Y/N, playing Monopoly with Mark, closes his ears with her hands. She hopes he won’t hear their conversation.
“I will meet a weapon dealer, but I need a translator. My dear Y/N, you are fluent in Italian."
“I don't like where this is going.”
“Could you please be my plus one? If you help me, Hmmm… let me think about it.”
He was silent at the second, wondering what he could give her. Then he thought, “I will change your minivan to BMW.”
Y/N shook her head. "No, the maintenance and taxes are expensive."
She would say yes if he had given her that offer one year ago. But now, after becoming an aunt, she needs to count all the expenses, and her priority is her nephew. Besides, the car her brother left is still in good condition.
“Oh, I didn't expect that answer. I have another offer that will benefit you.”
“What?”
“I will catch your stalker.”
“Huh?”
Lloyd slowly moved his body to sit down while holding Kendall. “Don't you know someone has been following you for a couple of months?”
Y/N has a strong instinct because of her training and skills as a hitman. She will sense if there's another killer near her.
But what Lloyd said about someone stalking her?
"That person may not be in the same business as us. That's why I don't feel threatened."
“Ooh pumpkin, parenting is hard for you and makes your excellent skills rusty. Don't worry. I will get him for you.”
Lloyd finds out where she lives, and he knows someone is stalking her. So she will leave him with that job. “Promise me you won't kill that stalker. I want to hear the reason why.”
“Fine.”
“But we have a problem.”
“Who's going to take care of the kids?”
“Bruno will watch them.”
“Me?”
Y/N and Bruno asked at the same time. It turned out Lloyd had called Bruno.
“Him?”
“Yeah. He's good with kids.”
“Me disguised as a kindergarten teacher on one mission doesn't make me a kid expert.”
They once got a month-long mission at the private school to catch a criminal. She became an elementary school, and Bruno became a kindergarten teacher. He seemed to have a big impact; kids cried when he said goodbye.
“Two Richard Mille watches. Limited editions.”
“Deal.”
Y/N move closer to Lloyd’s phone. “Make sure they don't eat peanuts; the last time they can eat chocolate is 4 p.m.; if you let them eat past 4 pm, they will get hyperactive. You don't want that, right Bruno?”
"No."
“They could watch cartoons. If they can't sleep, just play a video of Bob Ross. His voice always works to make them fall asleep.”
“Easy cake.”
“Wow, pretty Aunty.”
“Pwinsess.”
Damn, these kids made the first move. Lloyd clicked his tongue; when they were done giving a kiss to their aunt, it was time for him.
“You look beautiful.”
Right now, three of them see Y/N wearing a dress. This would be Mark and Kendall's first time seeing their aunt stylishly like this. While Lloyd, who'd seen her wearing all kinds of clothes, still made him speechless.
“Thanks.” She didn't rebuke what he said. It's been a while for her to wear a beautiful dress and make-up. After becoming the aunt, she only wears comfortable clothes. But now, she looks like the old Y/N. Confident, sexy, and dangerous.
Sometimes she wondered how Lloyd could get a nice dress this fast.
*****
They arrived at the expensive restaurant. After Lloyd told the name to the waiter, he brought them to a private room. She saw a man with a suit, big rings on his fingers, and leather shoes there. She could read him as flamboyant and narcissistic from how he dressed. This will be a difficult negotiation.
“Glad you’re not late, signore Hansen.”
Y/N pinched Lloyd's arm and whispered, “You said he can’t speak English.”
There it is, a smirked smile on his face again. This is his plan from the beginning. He just wanted to be alone with her, but she kept saying no. “Perhaps, he’s been taking lessons.”
The weapon dealer's name is Luca. He flicked the shortened cigarette butt onto the ashtray and stared straight at Lloyd. “You see, signore, my boss doesn’t agree with the number you offered.”
Lloyd put off the cigarette to the ashtray he barely smoked. “What a coincidence, my boss also hates the number you gave.”
“I expected we couldn’t make an agreement today. So this is my last gift to you.” He grabs the knife steak and taps his champagne glass. With the clinking sound, many people appear from the door. Luca turned out to bring a bodyguard with him.
They are outnumbered, but their skill is nothing compared to Lloyd and Y/N's level.
Y/N kick their table aside to create a defensive barrier; she grabs a knife from her thigh holster.
Y/N and Lloyd work together to beat the bodyguard at the peaceful restaurant. Loyd always likes Y/N's skill with knives. His eyes admire her fight while he delivers a fist to his opponent. The way she threw the blade knives was so fast that they couldn’t be seen properly, and she would accurately hit her target.
“I know you missed this,” Lloyd shouts, directed to Y/N from his position. From his eyes, he could see her eyes with glee, and Y/N was enjoying it.
The man who had beaten Lloyd groaned and pulled a gun out of his jacket. But Lloyd acted quicker; he grabbed his gun and pulled the trigger.
It didn’t take long for both of them to deal with the bodyguards. Lloyd tidied up his dishevelled clothes and grabbed a white cloth to wipe the blood off Y/N's hands. They act like nothing happened while Luca sits trembling near the kicked table, looking at Lloyd and Y/N with trembling eyes.
Lloyd grabbed a Y/N knife that stuck on a bodyguard's chest. He squatted in front of Luca and stabbed the knife on the table behind Luca; his ears almost got cut.
“Send this to your boss. Accept the price we offered, or he doesn’t see another sunrise.” Lloyd kicked the man’s head, which made him pass out.
*******
As they going back, silence filled the inside of the car. None of them opened their mouth. It was Lloyd the first to break the silence.
“You can’t go home like this.”
Y/N eyes were fixed on the road, glanced at him. Lloyd, driving briefly, looked at her from head to toe. After she followed his gaze, she understood that dry blood spattered on her clothes, and she couldn’t get rid of the blood from her fists. She went out of control tonight.
He’s right. If Mark and Kendall saw her like this, they would be scared. “You’re right.”
“Let’s go to my place. I still have your clothes.” Lloyd tapped the steering wheel.
“Fine, I’ll was my hands, change my clothes and go home.”
Suddenly, the speed of the car increased. He sped on it so roughly that her body leaned backwards, startling Y/N.
****
Lloyd brings her to one of his hidden apartments. Y/N removed her make and took a quick shower. Washing her hand with hand soap, and her hair is a mess.
After she felt refreshed, she went out of the bathroom and heard to the wardrobe. She was shocked by the outfits. It’s all silk satin dress and pyjamas. Where the heck is her old hoodie and training pants?
“Lloyd!!!” She screamed his name and slammed the wardrobe door. Suddenly behind the door, the man appeared with a smug smile.
Lloyd stood in front of Y/N. He stretched out his arms on both sides of her and touched the back of the wardrobe, and Y/N was completely trapped in his arms.
Y/N raised her head and stared blankly at him. His blues have always been her favourite colour.
She reached out her hand and slowly stroked his face.
Lloyd twisted his mouth into a smile. He bumped their forehead together.
Y/N placed her hand on the nape of his neck. “You're right; I miss this.”
The moment Y/N said that Lloyd pulled her body close to him. They passionately exchanged. He carried her onto his bed. A long moan escaped from her mouth. The longing that had been held up exploded, and without hesitation, they lunged at each other.
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Can I request something with dad!Lloyd and his smart baby, please? It could be the aftermath of when Sunshine gets home or anything you feel like 💘💘
Sunshine finally makes an appearance☺️
Not so sunny
dad!Lloyd Hansen x reader
summary: Lloyd learns the consequences of his mistake
warnings: angry mama, blood, crying, angst, fluff, baby
a/n: English is not my first language, meaning you will probably find a lot of misspelling etc.. You should probably the other part first
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“Mrs. Hansens driver just passed the gate” he says. Lloyd turns pale for a second, and looks around. Blood in the bathroom, on him, on the baby, on the bear, his men running around the whole property, god knows how many bodies on each floor and a screaming hungry baby.
“Oh, shit”, looks like he really has to plan his funeral.
He hears her over LJ screaming before he even sees her, and she’s mad. He can hear her screaming at the men about where he is and how her husband could be so dumb for leaving her baby alone with those assholes.
Lloyd quickly turns back to LJ and says, "Hey, junior, mama is coming. Do you want to show her how happy you are? Mama is going to be so happy when she sees how much fun we are having. Come on, please stop crying," Lloyd begs his son. He doesn’t want sunshine to kill him.
Lloyd turns to the man who is still standing on the same spot and yells, "Get me a fucking towel, now." The man searches the bathroom for a towel, while Lloyd continues trying to calm LJ down and stop his attempts to put his fist in his mouth. The man holds up a white towel. "Fucking give it to me," he can’t waste any seconds now.
"LLOYD HANSEN!"
His blood runs cold; he messed up. truly messed up.
Lloyd turns his head and sees his wife standing in the bathroom entry, looking not happy. There’s a deadly silence in the room. LJ immediately stopped crying when he heard his mother's voice and is now trying to turn his head to look at her.
Lloyd sees her mouth opening, wanting to ask him where LJ is, but a small sound stops her, and Sunshine's eyes move from Lloyd to her baby in the bathtub.
Since they’ve known each other, he's never once seen her so mad, and that means a lot if you remember that her husband is a sociopath. There were a lot of occasions where she could’ve screamed at him like that, but she didn’t. Not even when he broke her heart and didn’t even realize it. Sunshine isn’t a person who screams at someone or is mean; she’s a sunshine.
Not now.
"Listen, sunshine, I know-" Lloyd tries to explain himself, but Sunshine grabs her baby and walks out of the bathroom and bedroom before he can finish. "Shit," Lloyd quickly gets back up and runs after her. She is walking down the hallway with LJ in her arms, holding him close to her chest. When the dumbasses with the milk finally shows up and stops in front of Sunshine, she just snatches the bottle without stopping. Lloyd now stops his running and slowly walks after her. If he says something, Sunshine will either ignore him or immediately give him a lecture, and he doesn’t want that, but Lloyd also knows that not following her will make him look even more like a shitty dad.
She walks into the guest bathroom and shushes her baby, rocking him in her arms. LJ stopped crying at this point and is now only looking at his mom with tired eyes. "I know, bubba. All the crying made you tired, and you’re hungry." She moves LJ and gives him his bottle, and he eagerly begins drinking, "Take it slow, bubba. No need to hurry".
LJ starts drinking slower and grabs her finger when she moves a bit, not wanting her to leave. "It’s ok, mama isn’t going anywhere."
Lloyd stands behind them, watching the scene. God, how could he be so stupid and leave LJ? He was supposed to watch him, not his minions. What if someone really took LJ while he was torturing some guy? What if Sunshine realizes that he isn’t good for her? He did everything to convince her to go out with him some years ago, and it worked. They are married and have a son, but maybe he didn’t fight hard enough to make her stay.
He gets pulled back to reality when he hears the water running and sees Sunshine take the wet cloth and starts to clean LJ. She carefully washes him, while LJ peacefully falls into a soft slumber.
Once LJ is clean, she takes him to his nursery, with Lloyd following them the entire time. He repeats in his head what he’s going to say for the discussion they will have any second now. Sunshine puts a sleeping LJ in his crib before turning around and walking towards Lloyd. To Lloyd's surprise, though, she walks right past him.
"Sunshine, wait," Lloyd says, jogging after her. "I can explain everything, I swear."
She turns around, making Lloyd almost run into her, saying, "How could you leave him alone? You have one job when I’m not here, one easy job!"
"I know I fucked up, okay! The man wanted his information a bit faster, so I had to take care of that."
She looks at him like he’s crazy. "You tortured someone in the basement instead of watching our son. You could’ve at least waited till he was asleep!"
"Listen-"
"NO!" she shouts, "do you know what I had to come home to? The first thing I saw were people running around, looking like death himself was chasing them! Then someone told me that LJ was missing, and when I, a scared mother, asked what they meant, they told me, You just left him with your men."
"Sunshine," he goes to grab her hand, but she pulls away, making him draw in a sharp breath, "I-I’m sorry, I thought that it would be ok to leave him with them."
She shakes her head and says, "It wasn't."
Lloyd grabs her hand as she turns around to walk away. "I know," he looks at her and tries to blink his tears away, "scream at me if you want, hit me, shoot me, but don’t leave."
She slaps his hand away, "What if he got hurt, what then?!" Her voice begins to crack.
Lloyd sees the tears building up in her eyes. He pulls her into a hug and doesn’t move when Sunshine tries to break free. The slaps and kicks to his chest don’t hurt as much as knowing that he’s the reason why Sunshine is crying. She struggles a bit more before giving in and accepting the hug.
Lloyd feels her tears soak his shirt. He gives her a kiss before grabbing her face and asking, "Can you forgive me?"
~Later~
He feels like a child. A baby. He is a grown man and shouldn’t have to do this. It’s humiliating.
"Sunshine, how long do I have to do this?"
"Shut up, look at the wall," she screams from behind the door.
Lloyd turns back to the wall, the same wall that he’s been looking at for the last two hours. "But sunshine”, he says, he can’t do this anymore.
"Stop being a baby. You’re in timeout."
He groans, "LJ never had to do this." When Sunshine told him that as a punishment he had to face the wall, he laughed. There’s no way that she really means that.
Well, she did.
"LJ is a baby, Lloyd. He can’t even sit up straight, and he never did something that would end with him in timeout."
Lloyd could name a dozen times when LJ messed up. He knows, though, that LJ would never be sent to timeout. How could you ever punish such a cute baby?
Lloyd is annoyed at this point and completely impatient.
"How about we have make-up sex instead? We could try out some new positions. I promise not to tease you," he says. There is a high chance that she will say no, but either way, Lloyd can still give her a hint of what he’s going to do later.
"You won’t go near this pussy and our bedroom for the next two months."
No.
He rather takes the bullet.
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Trigger Warnings: I mean Lloyd Hansen is in it, torture, gore, noncon/ dubcon, cursing, stalking, power imbalance
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