(Third Person POV) Year: 2162
As Draco predicted, Jacques announced the Seraph's and Uta's engagement the moment the duo left the Schnee Manor. Within a few hours, the entire planet was aware of the betrothal, and the shocking announcement had mixed responses.
Vale and Atlas politicians were ecstatic with the news. Draco and Jacques were high-ranking members of their respective councils, and both kingdoms had closer relations than the other factions. With this union, their already prosperous alliance would only become stronger.
Vacuo and Mistral politicians, on the other hand, were outraged about Vale, and Atlas gained even more power and influence.
Citizens and minorities had mixed reactions. Fifty percent of the human population had a positive response, forty percent was negative, and the remaining ten percent was neutral.
Meanwhile, the majority of the minorities, like the Faunus, Minks, and Fishmen, were happy with the news as it was well-known Draco was a prominent advocate for equal rights amongst all races and believed with this union, the future of all non-humans would prosper.
However, the more skeptical minority groups believed that the young CEO was manipulated, tricked, or threatened into a marriage contract and believed that over time, with Jacques's influence, he would adopt the same prejudiced mindset as most humans and would eventually stop supporting them.
However, rival corporations and criminal organizations took this news the most negatively.
For the corporations, an alliance between the Schnee Dust Company and the Light-Bringer Company companies would be catastrophic for their profits and influence.
With the full backing of the Light-Bringer Company, it would be incredibly difficult for corporate espionage to occur, to sabotage their Dust operations, or to rob them of their product.
The more prominent criminal organizations were absolutely infuriated as Jacques Schnee, a major supplier of Dust products, and Atlas Contraband unexpectedly severed all ties to them, thus losing out merchandise.
To make matters even worse, all the blackmail they had on him vanished from thin air, and without any leverage, they lost any chance of getting access to high-quality products, which would negatively affect their profits significantly.
And it didn't take a brainiac to figure out why this occurred, as all signs pointed to the youngest CEO in history.
Location: Warehouse in Mistral (Midnight)
"So, are you all aware why I called this meeting?" asked a businessman, looking at the two individuals sitting at a large table with their respective guards in the background, watching their employers and each other like a hawk.
This man is tall, standing at six feet six inches, and was in his early forties. He has short, orange-brownish hair set noticeably far up his forehead, a widow's peak pointing downwards in the center, no visible eyebrows, black eyes, two dark moles on the left of his forehead, a prominently long, pointed nose, and fair skin.
This man is Rikiya Yotsubashi, the CEO of the Mistral Trading Company. However, he's also known as Re-destro, the leader of the Human Supremacy Syndicate.
"No shit, it's about that Schnee fuck cutting ties with us because of that kid," said another businessman.
This man was short, standing at five feet two inches, and was in his late forties. He has brown hair, wears small circular glasses, and has fair skin.
He wore a black suit with a purple tie, a yellow shirt underneath his coat, and closed-toed shoes.
This man was Gato, the CEO of the Gato Company, a well-known shipping company. However, secretly, he was a drug lord who used his company as a front to smuggle contraband and traffic drugs.
"That's correct, but there's more to it," Re-destro nodded. "I called you all here because that boy--," There was disdain in his tone at the mention of Draco. "--has repeatedly inconvenienced every one of us, time and time again. I say we put a stop to that before he does any more damage."
"Oh? Are you proposing we work together?" a woman asked rhetorically with amusement and curiosity in her tone.
This woman was tall, standing at five feet, eleven inches, and was in her mid-thirties. She has long blonde hair done up in a huge ponytail, hollow sky-blue eyes with a mole under her left eye, pale skin, and also wears rose-colored lipstick. Her most prominent features are the scars that cover the right side of her body, including her face, neck, chest, and leg.
She's wearing a wine-colored skirt suit with black stockings and one-inch black heels.
This woman was Sofia Pavlovna Irinovskaya, also known as Balalaika. She was a part of the Atlesian military, but now she's an infamous crime lord.
"Indeed I am," Gato and Balalaika weren't surprised by his response as it was the only logical reason they could come up with why Re-Destro would call all of them here for a meeting.
"Not that I'm against the idea, but what difference would it make?" Gato asked with annoyance and curiosity in his tone. "Even if we work together and have more manpower and resources than them, we'd still be at a major disadvantage in everything else," he pointed out.
It was widely known agents from Draco's company receive elite-level training, are equipped with military-grade equipment, work in groups of five to ten, and have high Aura Reserves and Control.
"He's not wrong," Balalaika chimed in. "Every time we attempt anything against the LBC and its clients, we lose more than half our men and lose out on a ton of resources," she pointed out, making the other two grimace. However, they had to concede as they knew it was true. "So unless you got a miracle coming out of our ass, I don't see the benefits of an alliance," the blonde said coldly, although inwardly, she knew it was possible to take down the LBC. It would just be difficult.
Re-Destro smiled. "Rest assured, I do have a plan in mind and the necessary firepower to execute it," he replied, and the two crime lord's interests were piqued.
"Oh? And what's this firepower you speak of?" Balalaika asked, and the Mistral CEO's smile formed into a grin.
"That would be me," Gato and Balalaika turn their heads to the left, and their eyes widen in disbelief and caution at the man who spoke.
The man was very tall, standing at ten feet, and was in his early thirties. He has short, light blonde hair, wears curved sunglasses with red lenses, and has tan skin.
He's wearing an open white shirt, exposing his lean yet muscular frame, with a light pink feathered coat draped over his shoulders. For his bottom half, he wears pink striped pants with an orange belt and black dress shoes.
This man is Daflamingo Donquixote, the infamous captain of the Donquixote Pirates and one of the best underworld brokers.
The pirate captain walked toward them and took a seat at the end of the table.
"Ah, Mr Donquixote, you've made it just in time," Re-Destro said in a pleased tone.
"Good to hear," the underworld broker smiled. "So, are you guys ready to fuck some shit up?"
(Draco POV) Location: Vale, LBC Headquarters (Several Days later)
"Not that I mind, but what are we doing here?" Uta asked curiously.
I hummed. "Let's just say I have an early wedding present for you waiting in my office," I replied, earning an adorable smile from my fiance.
While it wasn't a lie, it wasn't entirely the truth. In the past two years, I've made a lot of enemies of various backgrounds, such as overly ambitious CEOs, corrupt politicians, crooked cops, crime lords, pirates, cults, assassins, hate groups, and so on.
You name it, I've most likely pissed them off. It's a "talent" of mine, and because of my "talent," a specific group of people want me and my company gone.
Undoubtedly, their goal to accomplish that will magnify tenfold due to me making Jacque cut his ties with his underworld contacts.
With their main supplier of Dust products and contrabands permanently cut off from them, they'll be incredibly enraged, especially when they find out they have no viable evidence to blackmail him with courtesy of me and my subordinates.
I can't have my soon-to-be father-in-law exposed and sent to prison or return to crime now, can I?
So because of that, I'll have to up the Schnee family security twofold due to assassination and kidnapping attempts increasing. However, I wouldn't mind if Jacques or Willow died. If I'm being frank, I only care about Winter, Uta, Wiess, and Whitley.
If anything, I see that as a benefit for me, as with both of them gone, Winter or Uta would inherit the company, although I highly doubt either of them would want it, so it will most likely go to Wiess. Either way, the Schnee Dust Company would belong to me unofficially.
Unfortunately, I have a reputation to uphold, and if any of the Schnees die, it will go to ruin, so no letting them get kidnapped or killed. Although "accidents" and "illnesses" happen all the time so there's always that...
Anyway, because Uta will be in more danger than usual, I want to give her something that will decrease her chances of being put six feet under the ground.
"Really?!! What is it?!" she asked, with her eyes practically glowing.
"It's a surprise," I replied, earning a pout from her.
"Please tell me," she was giving me the infamous puppy dog eyes.
"Those won't work on me," I pointed out, and she huffed and crossed her arms.
"You're mean."
"Oh, so you don't want your gift? Ok, I'm sure Ruby--" Before I could say anymore, Uta clung to me like a Kola.
"Did I say mean? What I meant was that you're the best fiance in the whole world!!" Kiss ass.
I rolled my eyes and chuckled at her antics. I walked the rest of the way to my office with Uta clinging onto my back, earning a few amused looks from employees.
Once in my office, I closed and locked the door so no one could disturb us. I then went over to my desk and opened one of the drawers that contained Uta's gift. It was contained in a small red box wrapped in a golden ribbon.
"Here you go," I gave it to her, and she quickly tore off the ribbon and opened the box.
"Is this..." her eyes widen.
"Yup, it's the exact watch I use to change my appearance," I confirmed. "Do you like it?"
Before I created my other identities, I created the Shifter- Watch to immerse myself in my characters to the fullest extent possible and hide my true identity.
Not only does it change my physical appearance, but it also changes other aspects of the body at the molecular level. So, each of my identities has different colors, voices, smells, heights, weights, DNA, and so on.
It wasn't easy to create, even with the blueprints, as the resources needed to make the components were expensive due to their rarity.
The cost of making one of these is equivalent to the price of a mansion. However, the steep price was worth it as they were virtually indestructible and easy to upgrade and use.
If I'm going to keep Uta safe and hidden from my enemies, Im going to go all out.
Uta looked at me with tears of happiness coming down her eyes, and she brought me into a tight hug, and I hugged her back.
"No...I love it..." she whispered. "This is the nicest thing anyone's ever given me...thank you."
I smiled slightly and kissed her forehead. "Don't ever thank me. It's the least I can do..." We held each other in comfortable silence for a minute before I asked. "So you ready to learn how to use it?" we broke the hug, and she looked at me with a grin.
After a few minutes of instruction, Uta could use the Shifter-Watch efficiently.
"So, how do I look?" Uta asked as she twirled around.
Uta now has silver-white hair, pink eyes with flecks of green, and a scar on her right eye. She has tan skin, wears black lipstick, and her body type is slightly more voluptuous than her true form...
"Do you really want my honest opinion?" I asked intensely, staring at her, and she visibly shivered under my gaze.
"Y-Yeah," she stammered.
Instead of giving her a verbal opinion, I smashed my lips against hers, causing her to yelp and then moan into the kiss soon after. I lifted her by her backside and placed her on my desk.
(Small Lemon)
I broke the kiss and got between her legs. I opened her legs and slid her underwear off. Once they were on the ground, I looked at Uta's already dripping-wet sex and gave it a long, purposely slow lick.
Uta moaned loudly, and her small, delicate hands found their way to my hair. Her hands ran through my dark locks, with her fingers gently pressing against my scalp.
The sensation I was experiencing from this felt nice and relieving.
"That feels nice," I commented quickly before diving back into her honey pot.
"You mean this?" she asked, massaging my head with slightly more pressure, and I nodded.
"Just like that," I replied as I slid my curved middle finger into her slit and then sucked on her nub.
"I'll be sure to do it more often than," she replied between moans.
Good.
I increased the pacing of my finger pumping in and out of her hot sex and then gently bit onto Uta's nub. This action caused her to grab handfuls of my hair and let out a long, sultry moan.
Hot fluids sprayed all over my face for several seconds, and when it stopped, Uta's legs were shaking, and she was letting out heavy breaths.
Huh, it only took me thirty seconds to make her climax.
Intriguing...
(Small Lemon End)
Mentally storing that for later, I made my way back up to her and gently pressed my lips to her forehead.
"So, does that answer your question?" I asked rhetorically with an amused tone, and she lightly giggled.
"Yeah, it does..." she laid her head against my chest. "So, are you gonna fuck me or what?" she asked, taking her head off my chest to look at me with seductive gave and wrapped her arms around my neck.
I smirked.
We didn't leave my office until two hours later, and by the end of our session, Uta was unable to walk.
I should increase her training after this...
End.