|Reaper| (Ariana x reader)

ᴀ ʀᴇᴀᴘᴇʀꜱ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

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"Go fuck yourself!" He was so feisty for someone so close to death. Usually, they are begging for mercy and telling me about their pathetic family. You didn't care about your wife and kids when you were out banging broads now did you? I mean to beg me of all people for mercy is just pitiful. I had to laugh at the man dangling in front of me. "You talk too much my friend. If I were you I'd be thinking of ways to break loose, but I guess that is the difference between you and me. You are an idiot playing chess with a genius"

I felt his spit come in contact with my face. I grimaced while wiping my cheek. Not thinking twice I walked over to my equipment and grabbed my scalpel. In the back, I could hear the man's chains clanking from his struggling. I turned around and advanced slowly toward the scum. I'm tired of him wasting my time...

"Please! You don't have to do this! How much are they paying you? I will pay you double- no triple the amount!" I stopped and looked at him. He was a round short man with barely any hair on his head. A nice suit with polished shoes to match and a mustache soaked in red. I tilted my head "That is a very tempting offer Mr. Rameryiez but I'm gonna have to say no." The man screamed as I stabbed him repeatedly with the scalpel. His blood dripped on the concrete creating a little pool around my loafers. I made sure to carve my signature into his forehead before packing my equipment and leaving.

As I exited the abandoned warehouse the brisk air hit my face like an ice punch. "If there ain't nun I hate more than a cocky son of a bitch, it's New York during winter time." I laughed at my antics as I hopped into the black McLaren. "Did everything go alright Ms Siri?" 

"Oh my- You scared me, Louis! You gotta you know alert me or something..." he laughed as he started the car slowly pulling off. "For someone of your caliber you sure do get startled often" I rolled my eyes turning my attention from the man mocking me to the window. The rain started to gently fall from the sky and onto my window. It was peaceful and eased my mind from the stressful day I had. The drive was calming, but I couldn't wait to get home to my apartment. Soon I felt my eyes closing as I slipped into sleep.

When I woke up the car had stopped moving and Louis was peering back at me through the rearview mirror. "You have arrived home Ms. Siri," Louis said giving me a warm smile. I nodded at the man as I exited the car. Before entering my apartment building I made sure to tip the man and tell him he was dismissed for the day.

The ride up the elevator was quiet. All you could hear was the humming of the elevator at work. Living on the 7th floor did have its perks. I got to enjoy the long ride up here and spend time reflecting on my day.

Soon the joyous ride came to a stop and the next thing I knew my feet were automatically carrying me to my apartment. I was about to open the door when I felt a slight heat coming from inside. I automatically rolled my eyes for the second time this night. I wasn't in the mood for a show.

I opened the door and there stood the devil himself.

"Hello father" No I'm actually serious, my dad is the devil.

His smile was hot...I could feel it burning me from afar. "My beautiful filius! How long has it been?" I looked at the man quizzically. Why was he here? Has a century gone by already?

I took my jacket off and hung it up. I still haven't dignified him with a response. He just watched as I moved around putting my things away and making myself comfortable on MY couch that now has soot markings on it. "Have you been sitting on the furniture again?" I raised my voice at him. He gave me a bashful look to signal he was sorry. He let off a nervous giggle and brushed his pants before sitting down. "You know me filius. Hell can be dirty at times I never mean to take the rubbles with me. Oh! Speaking of I brought you a gift"

I watched as he pulled out a glowing soul. I smiled ever so slightly. Even though my father is an annoying man he does know me quite well.

"A snack from home" he beamed. The body-less spirit cried in agony when my father threw him at me. I quickly ate him liking how his warm essence filled my body. "How's your mother?" Every time my father visits from his pits he spends a little time spying on my mother whom he sadly in love with. Little does she know that her baby daddy is technically satan.

"She's fine, also did you not go do your once in a while spy session on her?" I asked. "No she was with that goody asshole and I just couldn't bare to see them kiss any longer" the older man expressed sadly. I stared at him. My father was a feared man yet here he is longing for a woman he cannot have. Simp.

"What do you want father? Why are you in my home burning my collectibles and tarring my white leather couches?"  He turned and looked at me. I physically saw the lightbulb flick on in his mind. "Ah yes. I need you to collect a bounty for me" I nod my head standing up to move towards the bar. I poured myself a glass of whiskey to prepare myself for the bullshit that might come out of his mouth. "Ever heard of an Ariana Grande?" He asked in amusement. I looked at him whilst taking a drink of the whiskey feeling the slight burn in my esophagus. "Yes I've heard of her" I admitted.

"Good because I need you to kill her"