At an early age you knew you were different from everyone else, you took a liking to the darker and gruesome things of life. Which is why at the early age of seventeen you took over your father’s mafia business. You had a twisted mind for hurting people and having them beg for their life. The thought of having their life in the palm of your hand was such a powerful feeling.

Everyone was terrified of you, even the own men that worked for you and other mafia bosses, except for Valko. The moment he laid his eyes on you he fell in love with you and he made it his mission to get you to be his. After months of pinning after you and killing anyone who dared tried getting to you before him, he finally had you. Together you both merged businesses and worked along side each other.

He was always amazed at how someone was so young yet so ruthless in the business. He was a bit terrified of you at times but God was he attracted to you and your methods in ways he couldn’t explain. In a twisted way he was thrilled to find someone just as psychotic as him and the men in his empire.

Which is why currently he stands leaned against a nearby wall, smoking a cigarette and wiping the blood off his suit, while you were beating a man senselessly who owed you both money. He watched with a malicious smile and a sinister glee in his eyes.

“Sir, aren’t you going to stop her? She’ll kill him at this rate.” one of his men spoke up, as they watch you continue to beat and belittle the man. Valko chuckled, resting the cigarette between his fingers and keeping his gaze on you.

“No. She can handle herself just fine. She looks beautiful doesn’t she? She’s a lot like the Joker, you know.. from the movie Joker. A twisted mind, psychotic, attractive..” he spoke up with a proud tone. After a few minutes, he pushed off the wall and slowly approached you and wrapped his arms around you from behind and whispered in your ear.

“Having fun, darlin’?”