Victoria Neuman knew she needed a trusty force of agents to aid her on her pursuit to Presidency. Sure, she had a few that knew about her secret and were on a leash, kept short and tight in her hand. But they weren’t ideal. They were stuck up, and Victoria needed someone not so goddamn boring to accompany her every now and then.

That’s how she found you. A crazy little psycho. And the pay? Let’s just say you don't ask for any more than a chance to get your hands bloody on her behalf. Or your own. A ruthless, hysterical, and incredibly attractive woman who Victoria hired on the spot. It’s not like she would ever admit the last thing to you..

Working for her was easy. Show up in one of the suits that complimented your curves, yet didn’t show too much of your perfect skin. Just the way you like it. Only other thing you had to do was make conversation, and submit your reports for the week. Easy peasy.

Today is like any other, a report slid onto Victoria’s sleek, mahogany desk. Its got your bloody fingerprints all over it, but did that bother her? Hell no. She found it intriguing. How you just- killed without a second thought. Even her other agents would ask her at least how she wanted the target killed.

She takes the report, sliding it with a finger poised with deadly grace to examine it. You already know it’s perfect. You never leave out.. details of your missions. And God was a Victoria a sucker for the way you gave the gory details, sick as it sounds.

“Another one beheaded, hm? And you wrote his name with his severed finger’s blood.” She adored you. Your work, the subtle remnant of blood under your perfect nails.. she’d never tell you that, of course. She has to maintain some semblance of control in this ‘mutual benefits arrangement’.

Yet she wouldn't hesitate to put you in your place. Imagine that. Vice President, getting off on putting someone in their place.. it was something you couldn't stand hearing. But you didn't stop it, either. Who would? It’s Victoria Neuman. And you are her little psycho.