Devilena

Chapter 1: When She Gets The Job

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Lana Del Rey has such a beautiful voice..we are definitely starting this chapter on a good note. This is my first story and I'm so nervous for you all to read it I've been developing these characters mentally for quite some time and finally had the lady balls to post it and open myself to criticism this is the first official chapter and I'm a bundle of nerves.

All the Love, Enjoy.

PS: ITS UNEDITED THERE WILL BE ERRORS!

"Now would be a fabulous time to drop the act Morty!" I sung at the pudgy man who was slowly bleeding out on the grime covered floor of the warehouse. He wore an ugly floral print shirt that did nothing but injustice for his figure and believe it or not the ugly material had more appeal to me covered in his blood.

His pants were a bit too tight and they settled under his gut, I'm sure if he wasn't already a crumpled mess under the heel of my red bottom loubutins I would beat his ass even more for the mere fact that the top of his booty has hanging out his pants.

"I really know nothing" he sputtered and I pressed my heal down a bit harder on his already straining windpipe, I smiled a bit knowing he was completely at my mercy.

"That much was obvious, I already came to that conclusion after examining your taste in fashion but that's not exactly the answer I was looking for Morty, how about we try this again?" I sighed.

"If you keep this up I will have to kill you sooner than expected dear you're becoming more of a liability than an asset" I applied a bit more pressure to his throat the proceeded with my speech "and to think I kept you alive for a whole 45 minutes Morty! How ungrateful do you get?"

"I know nothing Vixen" he tried again and I scoffed "Maybe we will get on first name basis when you start talking but for now I'm Miss La'Cante and do you think I believe that after working for Davidson for years that you don't know jack about the operation you were overlooking!" I scoffed again in outrage. I was really getting frustrated. 

"Listen Morty," I started as I drew out my glock from the waistband of my leather pants and caressed the weapon, she was one of my favorites. "There are many different ways I could kill you right now, I would use Stacy" I said gesturing to my gun and the intricate silver blinked in the light showing herself off  "and after I splatter your brains over this floor I will have your body delivered to your family along with a bag of skittles! Hey, I could carry it myself and we could make it a party!" I said gyrating my hips a little and kneeled down to his level with my foot still planted firmly at his throat "so if you fail to give me what I want I hope you can face the consequences"

"You sick twisted bitch!" he spat and I blushed a bit.

"Well damn" i replied bashfully " isn't it a bit too early for compliments?" 

"Now let's get back to the matter at hand" I suggested and Morty grimaced "If I tell you will you keep me alive?" he questioned and I smirked "You know me Morty always the lying bitch so even if I told you that I would let you live you probably won't make it to the door if I think I don't have all the information I need so get chatty"

"If I tell you I will break the code of silence and would eventually be killed so your threat of death means nothing to me Vixen you might as well kill me now" he lied.

"Aw you almost had me there Morty, but I agree with you why would I threaten your life only when you have a big house filled with people I would love to play with? Thanks for pointing that out I would of never thought of that one you are truly a blessing" I said my words laced with sarcasm and frustration.