Saint ✦ Grayson Dolan

V||Bad Guy

Grayson's POV

I step out of my Rolls Royce and walk towards my building. I throw my keys to the man out front dressed in his uniform.

Walking into the building I take off my coat and throw it on the floor. Then strolling to the elevator made for my office.

The black glass doors open as I step out to my huge office.

I walk to my chair flipping a switch letting people know my office is open.

The black elevator opens again with my trusted men.

They drag a young man in he seems to be around his twenty's with red hair and blood gushing out of his face.

A woman trails behind them her hair died pink and she shakes in fear.

Usually, I don't go for the women territory but sometimes justice needs to be served.

"Report," I say in my work voice scrolling through my hidden email for jobs need to be done.

"This is Reggie Hills he is a ringleader supposed to be selling and bringing in profit but instead used your money to start an underground sex traffic trade and his wife here stood by his side giving him the ideas for this and collecting the money." Matt finished.

"Alright then take out his organs like he took my money, let her watch and take out her tongue because apparently, that's all she can do," I say getting a smirk from Matt and the wife screams.

"Nooo please no!" She yells as they pull her into the elevator.

"This is what happens when you play with money darling," I say as the doors close.

Sure I can kill someone with the snap of a finger but that doesn't mean I kill innocent.
I'm not a hit man taking out people that have a problem with someone else.

Trust me when you walk into the world of money you'd understand my intentions. I'm classified insane but I swear I was only seeing the best interest.

I'm killing off the bad with my bad. I use evil to exterminate evil. I recruit the lost and give them a place to feel welcome.

Like my beautiful Jersey. Oh, the features of an Angel. She can be the purest soul until you trigger her. You see I found Jersey when she was 17 in the Catholic orphanage, not that she knows that. The orphanage asked for my assistance with a girl they had.

I was clueless for why they would need me, a kingpin for a little Catholic girl. I'm usually called for a hitman but this interests me.

I was surprised to walk into the church seeing blood spilled over the floor. I still remember what the old lady had told me.

"You see sir Jersey is a very special girl, she is a bit of a trouble maker. No family or file she just appeared one night. We are supposed to call the police for this type of thing but we know she didn't mean it and as a child of God we believe God gave her word of what she was to do."

It didn't faze me when I turned my head and saw a middle-aged man with a cross stabbed through his chest.

I'd been watching her ever since. She definitely had a dark side. It was unknown to if she knew she had it.

But watching her over the years. It gave me this sense of pride over her. I wanted her for myself. She was mine.

I've been waiting for something to happen In her life to where she would need me.

I wanted her to embrace her dark side. It was a rare occasion to find someone like me. Jersey had what I do.

It's not a mental disorder as people like to call it. She isn't a sociopath, she does feel. She believes death helps humanity. She just doesn't know it yet.

My empire was built off of drugs and revenge, I just needed someone to rule it with. My queenpin.

I press a little black button on my phone. My line instantly connects.

"Mr.Dolan" I'm greeted. "I want the girl brought to my office right now," I demand and end the call.

I didn't wait over ten minutes to see the elevator open once more.

I see my small angel walk to my desk. She was shaken up and looked at the floor.

"Mr.Dolan I'm sorry for what happe-"she stutters.

"Grayson." I growl at her.

"Grayson." She corrected herself. God I loved the way my name rolled off her tongue.

"I'm sorry for what I caused back a-" I put my hand up and stand up.

"Don't." I said and walk over to her.

"That situation was not brought up by you. It never would have happened if my men didn't stop him." I tell her and she looks at me with her beautiful hazel eyes.

"Will they be...punished?" She asks biting her bottom lip.

"Already done." I say crossing my arms.

"What?" She asks.

"What do you mean?"

"What was their punishment?" She restates.

"I killed them." I say shrugging. She blinks and looks back down.

"Look up,don't be afraid of me. I'm nothing to be scared of. Unless you go against my wishes. Even then Jersey trust me. You will never go against me." I smirk lifting her chin to look me in the eye.

"Would you?" She asks.

"Would I What? Speak with pride Jersey." I command.

"Would you hurt me?" She questioned me slightly shaking.

"That depends,Jersey do you want me to hurt you?" I asked pulling her closer by her chin.

"No sir but I'm not sure why I'm here?" She says.

"You're here because you have a devil inside of you that will wake up and destroy everything you have. But I'm here,to help you." I say dropping my hand and bringing back to my chest.

"How will you help me?"

"I'm gonna help you control your devil. I'm gonna let you embrace the evil in you. To crave the danger. To beg for the adrenaline of pure insanity. You will kill for the panic." I smile at her with my devilish eyes. The smile of Lucifer.