A/N: Oi? Readers? Where my comments at? Oi oi, feed this filthy hoe will ya? ? LMAO

Anyways, this drabble is quite fun cos I adore writing in Lila's POV- she's just so ridiculous, it's hilarious. I thought some of the lyrics from KING was very fitting for her because of her need to control and manipulate (the song itself is quite confusing but I interpreted it as the person messing with the one they 'loved' only for said 'loved' one to bite back. I think it describes Adrien's and Lila's dynamic very well with how she pushed too far in the episode 'Ladybug', hurting Marinette and the lad pretty much brought out his Chat Noir side like an underdog).

"The wishes of the people feel like scraps of irony
Everyone's wishing for the same thing: it's a mechanical"

KING - Kanaria - Covered by Luz

Pairing - Adrinette

Prompt - 'Predator'

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A pair of olive irises gleamed sinisterly amongst the crowd of bustling students. The ring of the school's bell, signalling that it was lunchtime, went deaf on her ears as she waited for her unsuspecting target. Whilst on the surface, her expression remained calm and composed, the perverse grin that was cackling internally on the other hand was close to cracking the façade.

Oh, how her knees trembled at the anticipation and delight of what she was going to do. Oh, how she wanted to drool and keen at the humiliation she was about to bestow. Oh, how she starved to see the flash of embarrassment and anger on her cute little plaything's face.

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Finally...

Her prey was spotted.

With a disgusting smirk and a dark chuckle, Lila casually stuck her leg out as Marinette walked by, causing the poor designer to trip over with a surprised yelp and drop the tall pile of textbooks she was handling. The sounds of heavy books raining against the corridor floor with dangerous slams were like music to Rossi's ears as she waited for the pièce de résistance, the painful thud of the girl's body and perhaps a bone snapping or two-

"Marinette!"

Instead, the sound of a familiar, pesky voice snapped the Italian out of her insane climax, her entire expression darkening as she watched the entire scene go in a completely different direction.

Her blood boiled through her veins like acid.

The sneaky model on the other hand kept his full attention on Dupain-Cheng, setting her back on her feet but balancing his hands on her waist to keep her steady. Lila felt her heart twist and churn and tighten in the most unpleasant way possible as she watched the damn boy eye the damn girl with that dreaded lovesick, protective gaze.

"Tu vas bien?" Adrien's low, soft whisper was the final straw for her, a quiet growl loosened itself from her throat as she was forced to observe him tuck a strand of hair behind that dumb, babbling, wannabe designer's ear, blind to the even more useless people in the corridors who were picking up the books that the clumsy brat dropped.

She wanted to scream when the blonde giggled and parted the baker's hands away from her flustered face, both of their cheeks a ridiculous pink colour.

She wanted to roar when he cracked out an inside joke, getting the incompetent girl to loosen up in his arms with shyness and sugariness that was obviously so fake and dramatic.

Obviously!

But the icing on the cake? Oh, the bullet to the brain?

The atrocious, cheeky, unfairly loving kiss that Adrien gave to Marinette.

The clearly practised ease of lips meeting lips in an innocent peck, the way that her body melted against his touch like butter, the way his emerald eyes darkened with lust when they parted (a clear promise that he will deliver more behind closed doors and privacy, evident in the delighted shudder his girlfriend had felt run down her spine).

Lila wanted to do nothing but tear the obnoxious pair apart, rip into Marinette with her perfectly manicured nails and sink her pearly white teeth into Adrien's neck.

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However, she couldn't.

Not with so many people around. Not with eyes all over the place.

And not to mention (as much as she despises to admit) that without an akuma, she was physically unable to achieve such a feat. She has seen how strong and athletic the duo was in their elements. How painstakingly smart the pair was even in the most hopeless of situations. And how easily they evaded her schemes, no matter how many strings she pulled.

She needs to come up with something.

Anything.

Anything to annihilate them both!

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Meanwhile, with a sickeningly sweet "À Plus, ma Princesse," and another peck to his Lady's lips, Adrien let Alya guide Marinette away towards the cafeteria, the rest of the group finished with picking up the books and making their way there too.

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And it was then...

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...That Lila felt her blood turn to ice.

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The air suddenly became heavy and suffocating, her throat clogging up with dread and fear. Her heart pounded so excruciatingly hard to the point where she only heard high pitched ringing in her ear and her own laboured breathing, vision almost blurry from the rush of adrenaline that activated her fight or flight response.

Judging by this feeling, she was very much leaning to the latter.

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When she finally faced her foe, it was then she realised why.

Bright, green, acidic eyes pierced through her very being, a gaze so dangerous and so sharp, she was practically butchered by thousands and thousands of knives, all binding her to one spot. Dangerous shivers tore through her spine and her mouth went dry as the glowing eyes remained glued on her body.

She couldn't avert the eye contact. She was locked in place, practically trembling from the bloodlust that radiated from the boy. Lila couldn't figure it out at all! His entire face was blank, empty but still, it was as if she was facing the most destructive being in the entire universe.

As if this feeling wasn't overbearing enough, Adrien suddenly moved.

Rossi hated the way she flinched as he raised his hand, her throat bobbing as he gestured a thumb across his neck, glowering eyes now crescents and lips ever so slightly curling up into a satanic smirk.

A predator vs the prey.

And she was the latter.

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"Adrien!" The minute that Nino's voice echoed in the empty corridor from up ahead, the spell immediately broke. Lila found herself practically gasping for air as her knees finally buckled, forcing her to collapse onto the dirty floor. Agreste on the other hand practically changed instantly, the demonic pressure dissipating in a snap as he made way to his best friend with a smile faker than her lies plastered on his face.

As if nothing happened at all.

Yet, Lila remained petrified on the spot as cold sweat dripped down her entire face and her limbs remained like jelly. Her heart still ricocheting against her ribcage and her lungs practically wheezing.

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What the fuck was that all about!?

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A/N: Now that I've read through it, I feel like this fits more and more for my Dark Adrien AU rather than canon lol. Oh well. You can never have too much of Protective Adrien~