Devil Queen Angel King

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"Auggghh" I woke up stretching from my long ass nap, happy that for the first time in a long while, I slept peacefully, like a baby.
Looking up at my clock yawning, squinting my eyes in response to the bright light shining in them, immediately a frown appeared onto my pretty ass face, as I said, "work again today" with a throaty groan,
Don't get me wrong, I love my work, but sometimes it can appear to be tiresome, especially since these stupid set of assholes seems to love sturring up problems with me, and for one I hate problems, and they should hate when I am angry,

A full days work consist of me, cursing people's ass out simply because they can't do their fucking work right, always having mistakes, and a bag full of excuses spilling the fuck right out,

Signing up papers and contracts, doing paperwork, planning how to take my mafia to the next level, planning raidings and attacks on our enemies, or simply my parents telling me to settle down and have kids, I told them I would eventually, but for right now, I'd like to have my fun, after all, I am young and full of life,

some days you might actually think it would end peacefully, with a smile on my face and all that happy shit, only to find out we have a mole, or a spy, or something that would completely ruin my fucking day, and I would go home with a scowl on my face, I always have to be torturing people who dared to cross me, like they won't ever fucking learn.

I wonder how it is no longer getting to me like it used to, I mean all;
The killings,
Deaths,
Blood,
I used to have nightmares when I just started, but now, it's like that sinister side in me is loving it.

I sat up on my bed, as I wiped the crust from my eyes.

I bend over to grab my phone from my bed side table

Checking it to see if I got any messages, I found one from my second in command,

£john:

Someone stole 42 million from your account, I would capture him for you, and do what we would normally do, however, there is just one issue the man's father is a cop, and a head one at that.

£me:

Listen to me, and you listen to me good, you better find my fucking money, I don't care who has it, who he's related to, what links he has, I want my Fucking money, I don't care about anything else I don't care what measures you go by, I want all of it back, or we're gonna have some problems, you hear me!, I don't care if 'his' father's a cop, you know we own these cops, we provide them with the guns they are holding right now,
And if I so as to wish them gone, they will be taken out by those same guns, ONE BY ONE, until there is no one.
So you better find that man's location by the time I get there, I'll be there in one hour, and if you haven't found out what I have asked of you, let's just say, you are going to be erased.

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Stepping into the office looking nothing less than a badass bitch, demanding respect and attention. Silently, praying and hoping that I won't have to get any blood on me, oh wait let's all hope I do,

I asked John about this so-called thief that stole my money without anyone noticing until two fucking days after, like is my system that fucking shitty, am I really paying these motherfuckers to sit around and do nothing, that they couldn't notice someone was trying to hack into my fucking bank account.

They didn't even take just one or two million, but forty two fucking million dollars, this is so unacceptable, and when I find that peace of shit, I will end his life, slowly and painfully, and when I am done, I will be sure to make a fucking example out of him.

Watching as John pulled up his file.

Damn he's fucking hot, he has black thick hair, styled in a modern mullet, and he has long eyelashes that I was jealous of like why do men always get the best genes, is it because God is male, why the men seem to be his favorite, sexy plump lips that sit perfectly on his handsome face, eyebrows that seemed to perfect, captivating eyes that seem to draw me in through the computer screen, ouuuuu he has heterochromia, one of his eyes are spilt between icy crystal blue, and a dark earthy brown, the other eye was mixed between an electric turquoise resembling the Caribbean beaches, and hazel honey with splotches of green in it. His perfect button nose, and eye cheekbones.

He was just the definition of beautiful, he was definitely sculpted by the devil himself, because he was pure temptation. Come on Focus Seheria, Business comes before pleasure, and this man stole from you, he his a thief, thinking back to my money, the anger that was once disappeared, once again had erected.

On his file it showed

Name: Killian chin

Age  : 20

Sexuality; Pansexual

Fav color: Red

Fav dish: Jamaican oxtail

Current partner: Callie Stewart

Level of education: university of Aberdeen

Part time job: Devon restaurant

Parents: kile chin and meli chin: both deceased

Current Location: Corazon, gitor street 11 apartment 15.
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I looked over at john saying, "he's cute, such a bummer he has to pay for what he did,
Find out more about him, his sex life, relationships everything" "Amma pay this man a visit" I said as I grabbed my jacket off the hanger I put it on when I entered, slid my hand swiftly down my body one more time just to make sure I have everything i needed for interrogation.