Cruel Love (Gotham/Oswald CobblepotFanFic)

Cobblepot's Spy: 1. Don Maroni's Spy

THREE YEARS LATER.

What a way to spend my twenty first birthday, I thought as I shot the man in the chest and he fell to the floor, I blew hair from my face as I walked on and towards the manager's office, taking a breath I looked up at the ceiling above before kicking my foot towards the door.

I kicked open the door and the bald man sat there horrified as I shot the man to his right and pointed the gun towards the man on his left. "Maroni wants him money, let him have it or I will get to have some fun" I said as I popped my gum and coked my pistol as I pointed it at the bald man's chest.

The man flinched back and gulped "I-I got the money. H-here t-take it all, ma'am" he said, I cocked my head to the side and held the pistol up to his forehead.

"What did ya call me?" I asked as I stepped forward and held the pistol under his chin.

He gulped and closed his eyes "Please, miss. I gots me a kid at home, she has a birthday party tomorrow" he begged. I slowly lowered the gun and snatchedthe cash from his hand, slowly I counted three thousand in hundreds. I nodded at him and walked to the door.

"Your lucky I like kids. But, if your lyin' I'll come back and break the other one" I said as I turned around quickly and took his wrist in my hands, I smashed it down on my knee hearing a crack. He screamed in agony as he held his wrist. I popped my gum again as I pocketed the money and walked away from the gory scene.

I walked down the sidewalk to Bamonte's I walked in and side-stepped the manager, I walked back to the main office and pushed workers out of my way. I entered the office to see Don Maroni sitting in a chair, at his desk, counting money and smoking a cigar, I sat beside him and pulled the money out for him, I waved it in front of his face and he took it from me with a smile.

"Nessita, you beautiful girl. Bringing me money back left and right, I oughta kiss ya."

He softly patted my cheek and he counted the money he laid one thousand dollars down and I stared at the money before smiling "No thank you, Maroni. Ya know I ain't lookin' for no man. Just me, myself and I" I said as he moved the cash towards me and raised a eyebrow at me"Plus, pretty sure ya ain't my type."

He laughed as he patted my hand "Oh, Nessita. I was so happy when you came to work for me" he said and sighed as he stared at the gun laying on his desk "Falcone doesn't know what he lost."

I played with the table cloth "No. He doesn't" I mumbled and I snatched up the money with a smile "Thanks for the pay." I stood up and was ready to walk out when he yelled at me.

"Remember, you come and help out in the morning. Make sure you look your best."

I smiled "As long as I get kick Frankie's ass tomorrow" I told him, making him laugh as I headed for the door.

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I turned on the living room light and sighed "Home sweet home" I said and placed my pistols on the bar before going to my bedroom, heavy metal band posters lined my walls, the black on white bed set matched the dark purple walls perfectly. I walked to my closet and took out a Rob Zombie shirt and black jogging pants, as I reached for a extra blanket for the night a picture fell from the top of the closet.

I picked up with a frown when I saw it was of me and Victor Zsasz.

Zsasz ...my teacher and my friend, he taught me everything I had known. Every memory was hidden from my mind, all except certain one's I never want to forget.

My heart felt heavy but, I pushed away all feeling as I placed the picture on my desk and walked to the bed. I laid the blanket over the bed, pulled back my covers and got in with a yawn, I turned out the light and let all other Gothamites dance, sing, and drink the night away while I slept.