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Lloydâs Girl 1/2 (Lloyd Hansen x tech!reader)
Summary: When Lloydâs team bagged Fitzroy, they found him trying to destroy a hard drive. The hard drive had levels of deep encryption that Lloydâs techs couldnât break through. Thankfully, he knew who to call but you two have a history.
Notes: GIF is not mine, all mistakes are my own, reader is Black, dark themes (stalking, murder, allusions to sex), minors DNI
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âIâd rather you punch me in the dick,â Lloydâs shoulders tense with irritation at the mention of Suzzzaneâs name. âI will gladly punch you in the dick, Lloyd,â Suzanne snaps.
Lloyd rolls his eyes and Denny continued to conversation about tracking down Six. He agreed to help Denny and made arrangements to figure out where Sierra Fourâs funeral was so he could intercept Fitzroy.
In the meantime, he sent a team to grab Claire. On the plane ride to D.C., Lloyd logged on to a monitoring device he put in your hotel you were currently in. You were in Berlin on a business trip. He watched you through the screen. You were stirring in bed, mindlessly reaching for your phone.
You had lifted your head to check the time. By the way you shot out of bed and frantically tore off your pajamas, Lloyd could assume you were late for the 10:30 a.m. meeting you had. He had one of his employees hack into your work calendar so he could see all your meetings over the course of the year, keen on any updates.
âSleepyhead,â he clicks his tongue and swiped out of the app while you made your way into the bathroom. Ever since you called the affair off, heâs been keeping tabs on you. Waiting- hoping you would change your mind.
Truth is, you knew he was watching you. You had discovered one of Lloydâs mini cams in the house you shared with your husband, Conrad. And any hotel or Air B&B you would stay at for any period more than a week, he would put cams in the room.
You were his. He had to knew where you were at all times. But if you had to be honest, you liked that he was watching you. You liked that he longed for you.
It made you feel safe that you had someone as ruthless as Lloyd was protecting you. If someone even lifted a finger to harm you, they would be in a ditch by morning. He made you feel powerful. Conrad was devoted to his work a plane engineer. Lloyd was devoted to you.
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âTheyâve hit another wall, sir. They said they canât crack it.â One of Lloydâs men briefed. The encryption was damn near impossible to get through. It would shut down anyoneâs computer who tried to break through it. No matter the angle.
âWe need to figure out whatâs on that drive and why Fitzroy was so keen on destroying it.â Suzanne states. âWell no shit, Suzanne.â Lloydâs snaps, looking over when one of the techs slammed the desk in annoyance. His computer was shut down again.
âI can get a tech from the base to come but-â âThereâs no point. You need someone that knows decryption like the back of their hand,â a smile crept on his face. âI have an idea on who to call,â âFuck no. Anyone associated with you is someone I want to stay far away from,â
âI donât give a fuck what you want. This is your mess I was forced to clean up.â Lloyd dialed your number and left the room for privacy. You were walking back from getting your ass chewed out by your boss for being late to the meeting with the companyâs board members. It made you look unreliable despite being the highest earning cyber security rep. Your net worth was climbing into the six digits.
You pulled your phone out of your purse when you felt it vibrate. You stopped in the middle of the walk way once you realized who it was. Hesitating a moment, you finger hovered over the answer button until it clicked.
âHello?â You answered. âHey kitten,â your heart skipped at beat at the nickname but tried your best to maintain a poker face. âLloyd,â you greet. âI need that pretty little brain of yours to crack something for me,â you opened your mouth to say something when someone body checked you.
You looked over at the man and he lifted his hands in annoyance. He had said something in German but you put two and two together and reckoned it was something about you standing in the middle of sidewalk. You swallowed your embarrassment and stepped off to the side.
âUm, whatâs in it for me?â You asked. Lloyd went silent for a moment and you had looked down at your phone to see if he was still on the call. A soft grunt caught your attention. You took a step back when you realized what had happened. The man from earlier has been stabbed right before he turned the corner. A pool of blood formed around him, staining his white jacket. Another man dressed in casual clothing was standing over him.
It was obvious he was military. He looked at you and gave a little wave before crossing the street. Your gaze found the blinking camera directly above you and everything started to make sense. âLloyd?â âYes, cupcake?â âWhatâs in it for me?â âHm, how about a new pair of Louis Vuittons? Red bottoms.â He offers.
âCount me in,â âGreat! A car will pick you up in ten,â âOh, Iâm not at home.â You threw out, curious as to what he would say. âThatâs cute. Donât forget to pack a bag.â You hung up the phone and continued your walk back to the hotel, stepping over the rude man from before.
âCare to tell me who is better than my CIA techs?â Suzzane asks when Lloyd reenters the room. âY/N Hansen,â she reaches to take a sip of her drink. âYou married Y/N?â I wish, Lloyd thinks to himself.
âNo, sheâs my brotherâs wife. She was the top of her class and was offered a six figure salary straight out of college. She makes a normal guys salary on a weekly paycheck. If anyone can do the impossible, itâs her.â Lloyd explains, crunching on some chips.
âI didnât know you were still in touch with her. Sounds like you still have a pant busting crush on her,â âSay that again and Iâll snap your neck,â he casually threatens. He stands and takes out his wallet, dropping his platinum card on the desk of a female employee. âI need you to go to the nearest Louis Vuitton store and find a cute pair of red bottoms. Size 9.5.â
âYes, sir,â she says softly, taking the card into her hands and gathering her belongings to leave.
Even with taking Lloydâs jet, the ride was still long. You only got one or two hours of sleep, which made you cranky to say the least. By the time you reached the compound, you were half asleep and hungry as hell. The door was opened for you and you took your weekender bag in your hands.
You stepped out of the car, arching your back as you stretched. Lloyd meets you at the top of the stairs with his arms open. âKitten,â he greets, giving you a once over and taking his time. You wore a white skirt, a black blouse with a matching black blazer. He took your hand and pressed a soft kiss to the back of your hand.
âLloyd,â you said softly. His cock twitched in his pants at the sound of your voice. It was the first time hearing your voice that wasnât behind a screen. âNo time to get you settled, sweetheart. We need this hard drive decrypted ASAP,â âOn it,â he takes your bag from your hands and moves aside to let you walk in front.
âShit,â you realized you hadnât zipped one of your black thigh high boots all the way. You bend down to zip it up but Lloyd stopped you. He had bent down and cradled your ankle in his hand, grazing your skin with his knuckle as he zipped the boot up. You let out a breath, your legs had goosebumps from his touch.
You hated how your body still reacted to him after all this time. You were here for an all of five minutes and had the cold-blooded Lloyd Hansen on his knees before you. He could tell you had sprayed your signature perfume on the back of your thighs. And it drove him absolutely crazy. You gasped when he caressed the back thigh. He stood and wiped off the dirt from his pants.
âLetâs get you inside,â he leads you inside the compound and you took off your jacket. âLong time no see, Y/N. Seems like youâre doing good for yourself.â Not knowing what to say that, you walk passed her and watched one of the techs attempted to decrypt the drive. âStill not one for talking, I see,â Suzzane says to herself.
The tech was kicked out of the program and the computer shut off. Mm, this looks like itâll be fun. You thought. âAlright anyone who is working on the decryption, stop. Youâll just get kicked out again. Go back to your normal jobs and leave the decryption to me,â you announce to the room. The techs stopped and looked over to Lloyd. âYou heard her,â
âYou mind?â You made eye contact with one of the techs and they stammered to say something. A reaction that Lloyd didnât like. He crossed the room and took out his pocket knife. Spinning the chair around, he pressed the knife to the manâs throat. âWhen she speaks, you listen. Got it?â He speaks slowly and calculated. The man shuddered at Lloydâs intense gaze. âNow get the fuck out of her seat,â
Lloyd pulls away and the man abruptly stands from the chair and you slide into the seat.
After forty minutes of consistently typing an aggressive decrypting algorithm that you had personally developed and sold for $10k a download, you broke through the first layer of encryption.
âHuh,â you linked your arms above your head and leaned back in the chair. Lloyd had just come back from having a âtalkâ with Fitzroy, wiping his bloody hands on a cloth. You had tuned out his screams so you could focus at the task at hand. âWhat do you mean âhuhâ? Did you crack it?â Suzzane asks as she approaches.
âJust the first level. Thereâs a very sensitive Trojan horse tacked on this one. You only have one shot to get the right code.â âAnd if we donât?â Suzzane continues. âEverything that was previously on it will be wiped instantly. Someone really doesnât want you to find out whatâs on this drive.â You explain, cracking your knuckles one by one.
âCan you do it?â She asks and you rolled your eyes at the request. âIâm really good at what I do, Suzzane. Give me an hour tops. No distractions,â
You looked over at Lloyd and he winked at you. âBefore you do that,â he trails off and comes back with a bag on food with a Post-Mateâs seal on it. Your smile widened when he slid a shoe box over to you. âAs promised,â
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