^+ Tough Love +^ |König X Fem!Reader|

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In 2 days we have to travel to Nebraska.

We are going to kill Xavier and capture Y/n hopefully. If we can't get Xavier we can ditch it, Y/n L/n is the target.

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Y/n POV

Being inside this safe house didn't feel all so safe. There was a metal table in the middle of the room and Xavier across from me.

He had gear on, even he couldnt trust anything.

Guards stood around the inside and outside of the building. I still felt so exposed.

"Sorry to hear about Zakiel, but we need to discuss what I'm getting and what your taking." He said straight forward. He placed down a map of the his territory.

Taking a pen from him I began marking down lines, taking up about 30% of the area, all of it on the other side of his territory.

Xavier glared at the paper before looking up at me.

"Your basically cutting off our entire territory! That's a trap!" He yelled angrily.

"Thats the territory that our boss wants. You can kiss it all goodbye to it when you lose your war, we can protect you with this." I said back in an angry tone. He is one too fucked to say anything back to me.

"We can give you weapons and protection. Take it or leave it." I growled, leaving forward on the table.

He tightened his lips and narrowed his eyes. Wiping his face with a hand he looked away, thinking.

"What 'weapon' are we even getting. I need to see it to agree." He looked at the paper.

"Here, we have the documents for you to see. We even have one on us." Turning my back to him I looked over at one of my men, signaling for him to bring in one of the bombs.

He carried in a wooden crate, placing it on the floor gently.

He handed me a crowbar, taking it into my hands. I jammed it between the boards, popping off the top with one heavy push.

Kicking off the top it showed a large bomb, built like c4 but round like a grenade. It had the power of a medium grade military missile.

Xavier walked over to it, cautios of it.

"This one is defective, its for display but we have an actual on in the truck." I gave it a small knock to show it.

He nodded in agreement. "Good to see it. We will take 10 of these. You get east of our border, not south."

My eyebrows furrowed.

"If we're taking east, we get 40%."

"Don't push it."

"30% south, or 40% east. Your choice." I growled, putting a foot on the crate.

He narrowed his eyes into a glare.

"Deliver these to one of our bases. One of our bosses will text you the coordinates." He snapped his fingers, automatically one of his men opened his phone.

Within seconds I felt my phone vibrate.

"Good, we'll get to it." I nodded.

"Now to the territory agreement, we will need to..." He began talking but my attention turned else where.

Clink.