#fake contracts

Forgotten Clause - Yandere!Loan Shark!Azul Ashengrotto x Indebted!Sweet!F!Reader:

#Tags: Obsessiveness, possessiveness, he's yandere, implied forgery, minor swearing, reader is sweet, reader is indebted to Azul

Twisted Wonderland:

You gasped. Shit. Shit. Shit.

The expensive-looking vase lay shattered across the floor, as if reflecting what would become of you in the future now. You gulped, backing away slowly. Oh, shit.

Just when you got a part-time job at Mostro Lounge to help you out with student loans. Just when everything was going perfectly. You just had to end up in another debt. It's so unfortunate. As you panicked over the situation, footsteps of smooth imported leather shoes echoed in the now seemingly silent lounge as Azul Ashengrotto himself stopped right in front of you. Fuck.

"Ashengrotto-senpai, I—"

"Care to explain yourself, my dear?" His velvety voice sliced through the tension in the air, his sharp aquamarine eyes fixing onto your form with unsettling intensity. Far too intense for a man whose waitress dropped one of his valuables was it really that valuable?.

"It was a mistake! Please, spare me," you gulped with a crestfallen face, fixing your hair as you looked away from his assessing gaze, "I'll repay it. I feel so bad for breaking it."

"That was worth half a million madols," Azul smirked, shaking his head with mock concern, "whatever shall you do now, my pearl?"

"H-Half a MILLION madols!?" You gasped, your glassy eyes widening. Oh. Only if you could realize how beautiful your eyes were from Azul's view. "It doesn't even look that expensive, though!"

"But it is. And I'm afraid you'll need to pay for it," the silver-haired Housewarden moved closer, pinning you against the island without using any physical force, "do you have that amount on you?"

"You know I don't. That's the whole reason I work here!" You pleaded, trying to reason with him.

"You do know that the contract you signed with me to start your job here had one special clause?" His gloved fingers tilted your chin up. "The fact that each time you were a bad girl or gave me harm, your debt of departure would increase. You'd need to repay me triple the amount of what was initially decided by you to be paid to me right before you graduated."

You tilted your head. "I don't remember such a clause. I really don't."

"Is that so? Well, let me show you," with that, Azul's hand wrapped around your wrist, pulling you along to his office. As you followed him, you felt your stomach churn. You really didn't sign a contract with that specific clause. You're not a fool... right? Second doubts began entering your head.

Azul entered the office, calling you in with a mockingly chivalrous bow. "Ladies second."

Scoffing at his antics, you entered, fidgeting with your perfectly fitted, shorter than average and hand-picked by Azul waitress dress. As Azul meandered over to his desk, he snapped his fingers, a glowing golden contract appearing out of thin air. It had your signature. Yet... The way you drew a heart in your sign wasn't very proper it is. Stop doubting yourself. Maybe you were just tired when you signed it, right?

"Read this, darling. It clearly states that your interest multiplies after every stunt you pull here. And it also states that the only way for you to reduce your debt to nearly zero is to serve me devotedly," his searing eyes pinned you to place, "devotedly means devotedly. And have you been doing that very well?"

You looked away, biting your lip as you played with your skirt. Serving him devotedly... "What does that mean, Ashengrotto-senpai?"

"It means you belong to me and me alone. No other boyfriends, no other relationships whilst you work for me. No late night outings with friends in tiny dresses. No other jobs," his eyes glinted unreadably as he continued, "and most importantly, loyalty to me alone. Think you can handle that?"

"Why are you interfering in my love life, huh?" You weakly protested, only to earn a rumbling growl from him.

"Precisely because I fucking can and will. Are you up for it or not, Y/n?" His eyes burned into you, stormy like the north sea, "I can ruin your life as easily as I can save it. Rest assured, though. I have taken a liking to you..."

Oh. Only if you saw the true extent of his love for you. Liking was an understatement. The second your shift starts, he runs to the lounge for his "daily checks" like a thirsty man to an oasis. His eyes sear into you at all times. How many times he's had to eliminate certain people for getting too close to you... you'll never know a thing.

"I have no other option. I'll do it all," you clenched your fists with determination, "but you really have to reduce my debts, okay?"

"Deal done."

"Alright! I'll get to work now," you smiled, turning around to run off to do errands.

Such issues wouldn't bother you, would they? Your parents raised a fair and just girl. It was your mistake, so of course, you'd fix it!

As you left, Azul snapped his fingers, making the contract disappear. Letting out a dark chuckle, he stretched idly.

"Oh, my sweet Y/n. My sweet, sweet Y/n. What would your face be like, once you realize that the vase was of only 1000 madols and that there was no such clause to begin with? I've already ended your initial contract long ago. I just love you so much. You don't need to know anything, though. Sometimes, you have to tweak things a little to obtain your desired results. I needed to do so to keep you close at all times. So I did just that. It doesn't villainize me, does it?"