~Rio~ [Good Girls One Shots]

~Wash My Cash, Darlin'~

Summary: Reader has been a loyal gang member of Rio's gang for years and so he rewards her.

Timeline: Before Good Girls season 1.

Pairing: Rio x Fem!Gangster!Reader
Warning: Fluff.

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Rio had seen people getting sucked into his business and giving up and leaving his business dead too, or alive if those people were lucky, but he had never seen you leave. "It is lonely at the top", he always said to you, warned you even, but never once did it cross your mind to give up and quit. No one deserved to be lonely. Not even the dangerous and murderous gang leader you worked for. And to be honest, you weren't any better than him either. You remember being a homeless young woman who had trouble finding a job for ages so when you had caught two men shooting someone in the middle of the street that you were quietly walking on, the first thing that came to mind wasn't running away. No. It was offering the men to help clean the body up.

It was wrong, yes. But did you care? No. You needed the money badly and that's how you met Rio and Mick and that's how you got involved.

Not long after that you got promoted to a lead role in the department of his gang that involved making sure his printed cash looked as real as possible and was tested positive as real money and once he had promoted you, his business slowly began to grow. For 4 years you had been one of the people in control over specific departments in Rio's gang and he could see you were one of the biggest causes of his gang's wealth and growth. 

That also meant he admired you for everything you had done for him. 

Never once did he question your loyalty and never once did he think about replacing you for someone else. Every time he asked you to do something no questions were asked and you just did it, whenever it was "handling" someone or taking care of the pills that had to get safely over the border. He needed someone like you around for a long time and now he had finally found you. 

You were his special boss bitch and he wasn't going to get rid of you any time soon.

"Hey mama." He whispered in your ear which caused you to jump up, startled. "Easy, it's just me." He reassured you and gave you a slight smirk when you turned around to look at him.

"It's 3 AM and I need to focus on staying awake because my boss, you, needed his money printed before 4. Please don't scare me like that again." You calmly stated and returned to cutting the big paper full of fake bills while he watched you. He wasn't liking the fact you were ignoring him though and laid his hand on top of yours to stop you and force you to look up. 

"Stop the working when I'm talking to you, darlin'." He whispered to you again to not attract too much attention from his other workers surrounding you both and the way he growled the darlin' into your ear got your knees all weak and jelly. You know he was your boss, but you never managed to keep the dirty thoughts locked away in the most secret part of your head when he acted like this. It was as if he was teasing you on purpose and the thoughts he planted in your mind always made you want to test him and see where he would draw the line with you too. 

However, no matter how bad you wanted to get bend over his desk naked and get fucked until you could see stars, you didn't want to risk everything you had accomplished for that. 

No matter how bad you actually wanted to feel him. 

"You're done for tonight." He started while he held one of the bills you had printed in the bright light of one of the small desk lamps to respect and admire all the work and care you put into his cash. "And I want to talk to you in my office." He suddenly let go of the bill and his voice turned serious and low which caused real goosebumps to appear on your skin.... and definitely not the good kind. "Now." He ordered and pointed at his office door with a snap of his fingers. 

"Yes sir." You answered quickly and left your work alone immediately as you followed your shady ass boss inside his neatly organized office. Every book or file was placed in perfect order in his cabinets and bookcases and his desk was the cleanest you had ever seen a desk being. His office also matched his entire aesthetic. It mostly had an industrial vibe to it like the rest of the warehouse, outside from his black leather chair and black wooden floor, but it somehow also had a nice and warm tone to it. A feeling you got whenever you walked into his office that you couldn't really quite explain. "So why am I here, sir?" You decided to get straight to the case. 

"Sit down." That was all he said to you while he went back to searching one of his special cabinets so that's what you did. 

Nervously you were tapping with your nails onto the professional desk and then he finally turned around, tossing you your own files.... the ones that belonged to you and contained every piece of information about you that existed. It made your heart drop right away. "Am.... am I being fired?" You stuttered as you looked at your file picture that some of his gang members had taken of you without your consent when you had just joined them. 

"Nah mama, check the last page." He smiled sweetly and leaned with his strong hands on either side of the chair you sat in in the meantime that he let his dark lustful eyes take your body in. He had always thought you were beautiful, but seeing you in his leather chair with that low cleavage dress of yours really made the need for you extreme. You hadn't noticed him staring though since you were too busy opening your files with your shaking hands. "That's all yours, darlin'." He followed your pretty eyes that emotionlessly stared at the key that he had hidden at the end of your file. 

Truth was, you were so stunned by the key you couldn't even talk or show any kind of emotions as you processed it. 

"You already know what that is, don't you?" He smirked and lowered his voice to a husky tone, stroking your jaw before he gently lifted your chin with his pointing finger. 

"The keys to the kingdom...." You whispered softly as a reply, your voice cracking a little as you finally stared up at Rio. "But.... but why?" 

"For washing my cash, darlin'."  He whispered back and took her hands in his. "And because I'm sick of being lonely at the top."