Victor zsasz x reader
Warnings: Blood, Murder, Gangs, violence, drinking, guns.
My mother's an ex-mi6 and my father is ex-army, so I know when someone is lying to me.
A little back story would be useful, my soon to be husband Stefan is working for Maroni and is a mole in Falcones rank. I was suspicious for a while about him cheating. Sneaking off late at night, talking to random people, not telling me anything. He denied the cheating but something didn't sit right, when 2 armed and masked men demanded he come with them obviously alarm bells were ringing. This wouldn't be the last time people broke into our house, the second time I was stabbed and nearly lost my life. I would rather not end up in hosptal or 6 feet under.
I decided to put a chip in his phone, it recorded everything. Where he was, who he was texting, what he was texting about, his phone calls, everything. It was then that I found out he was working for Maroni, was a spy on Falcone, and had lied about me to save his own neck. The tablet vibrates, I pick it up.
1 new message
To: Stef
From: Mags
The boss is getting suspicious. Hurry up
I check his location, Falcones mansion, a place he seems to be a lot lately.
I knew Victor Zsasz worked for Falcone as i'm not going to be able to meet Falcone, he rarely meets other people that aren't enemies or his employees of sorts. So I hacked into local phone companies and found Victors number. It really wasn't hard, I also found a few numbers that would be fun to prank, i decided it would be best to focus on the task at hand.
To: Victor
From: Unknown number
Meet me at Dock 07
From: Victor
To: Unknown
Do I know you?
To: Victor
From: Unknown
No, I don't thinks so. It's important, I cant say what. It's just me.
To: Unknown
From: Victor
Ok. 6pm
I'm nervous, but it has to be done. He walks in the door and I put the tablet in my inside jacket pocket.
"Hi darling, dinners in the microwave, I'm off." I smile.
"It's a bit early isn't it? " he said looking at the clock. 5:30, my shift wasn't until 6:30
"Yeah I owe Mike, he covered for me last week" I smile.
"Ok see you later, maybe Tomorrow." he leans Ieans for a kiss.
The moment I leave the house I call Mike to back up my alibi.
"Hi Mike If anyone asks I owe you because you cover for me last week ok."
"Yeah sure ok... Why's that exactly? " he asks confused
"I have to leave early and i don't want to tell him so I lied." I huff running down the stairs.
"Right ok I've got to go, someones calling me, bye" he hurries
"Bye" I reply. I have to pray he backs me up.
As I make my way to dock number seven, my heart beats at a million miles an hour, I can hear my footsteps on the wooden slats. Its cold out so I speed walk to number 7.
I push open the door to wear house as quietly as I can, I hear a gun clock. I put my hands up as an immediate reaction as I am unarmed.
"So what do you want?" He asks, an eyebrow raised.
"Shh. No one can know I was here" I hush him
"Oh, you're hiding something from someone" he teases
"Yes that's not the point. Falcone has a mole" I relpy getting on track
"And how would you know that?" he asks suspiciously
"Because he's my fiance" I say, finding the marks on the ground more interesting.
"Oh I see" I feel his eyes buring on the top of my head.
"Yeah look" I pull out the tablet and walk towards him. My hands clammy an shaking alittle as I unlock it.
I show him the messages, email, phone calls the whole lot. A notification pops up as I'm showing him the messages.
1 new message
To: Mags
From: Stef
She's gone.
To: Stef
From: Mags
Omw
He looks at me with an unreadable expression.
"You know I have to kill him right?" he smirks
"I know" I say quietly
"Do you know where he's going?" he smirks
"No it's far to easy to kill him now he'll be suspicious" I reply quickly
"So when?" he asks
"September 4th. It's our wedding day. It'll be easier." I confirm
"Oh. You've thought about it." He teases me
"Yeah. After I was nearly kill and he lied to save his neck." I admit
"Right ok." he seemed ininterested at that
"Its at the chapel, its easier to go through the kitchens, no one will be in there" share to him.
"Ok. Nice chat, how did you get my number?" He asks
"I hacked every phone company in Gotham" I chuckled.
"Sneaky I like it" I smirked once again
"Right I have to get to work see you later" I rush to end the chat
"Later" he waved
I walk to the long way to work, to go round the back entrance as I'm less likely to be seen.
~Time Skip~
One long shift later it's 2 am and I'm on my way back from work. I shove my hands in my pocket and speed walk home, trying to stay under street lamps and moderately lit areas, at least if I get mugged or stabbed I know what they look like, kinda. I spot a man across the street and I place my keys between my fingers. My gut feeling is to run and watch out, so i do, only to find a man running behind me. Fuck im so dead.
I full on sprint, to a location that isn't near my home. If i did run home he'll know where I live. Hes not going to give up, I'm going to have to fight the fucker. I stop bluntly, and swing like a mad man. The keys i had between my fingers peirce his face and blood begins to pour out of his face. He gives up after I assume he realises his not going to win. I'm heart rate slows down as i walk home, I try not to be paranoid on my way home.
I make it home with out any other interactions. I unlock the door, walk in the door and straight into the bathroom, i did need the toilet so it wasn't totally suspicious as he knows I go to the toilet after work. I wash my hands to rid them of the blood. I look around and see hes not home to I walk into the kitchen and pull out a glass jug, filling it some of the way with hydrogen peroxcide. I open the window and take off the keys from the key ring. I plop them in the liquid an wait a while, for the blood to clean off them. In the mean time I check his location and any message updates on the tablet. His with Maroni. I tap into his phone and listen to the convo, making sure to record it. My heart skips a beat listening to it. Hes planning on bringing some of Maronis men to our wedding. i'll have to come up with an excuse, not enough seat, invite only.
I pull out my phone and text Victor.
To: Victor
From: Unknown number
Stefs planning on bring some of Maronis men to the wedding il try and make an excuse.
A few minutes later I get a response
To: Unknown number
From: Victor
Ok. Keep me updated.
To: Victor
From: Unknown number
Ok, will do.
I get up and dump the hydrogen peroxcide down the drain and wash it away with water. I put the keys in water and swirl them around, dumpng the water out after I'm done. Drying the keys on paper towels, hanging the keys up after ive put them back together on the key ring and throwing the towels out.
