The Psycho's Queen

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✖︎ {F O U R} ✖︎

✖︎ K A N E✖︎

3 1/2 YEARS AGO

“Well, it’s done. Made it nice and painful,” I chuckle thinking about the guy’s bones snapping.

“I don’t even wanna know what’s going on in that fucked up head of yours.” Jeremiah, a childhood friend of mine, says chuckling and shaking head.

“You’re King of Mafia, how am I the only fucked up one?” I chuckle.

“You’re right, and since you’re here, bartend for me. Bradly was....let go today.”

“Oh, right ‘let go’ cause anyone believes that you probably didn’t kill him. Maybe in his sleep?”

“I’m no coward, of course, he looked at me,” we both chuckle.

“Fine only because I haven’t had a good lay in a long time.”

“I don’t know how you live without it.”

“Well, I’m too busy killing people you ask that I haven’t had the chance,” I roll my eyes while he chuckles.

“Get to work.”

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God a really hate this. I don’t bartend, I kill for a living.

This is completely horrifying.

I’m gonna kill Jeremiah when I’m done.

“I need a good rest before going back there,” my eyes snap to the beautiful voice talking.

“You’re telling me,” the other girl says next to the gorgeous blonde.

Her curled ombré blonde hair and golden, shiny, skin. She has natural pouty lips and her bright blue eyes I can even see with all the colorful lights. The black cotton-like off the shoulder dress hugs her curves wonderfully. Even with all the makeup I know she’s a natural beauty. She’s absolutely stunning.

“What would you gorgeous ladies like to drink?” I say with a smile and not wanting to look away from the blonde.

“Tequila sunrise.”

“Dirty martini.”

“Sure, coming up,” I give her one last look before making their drinks.

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The whole time she was here, I couldn’t stop staring at her, and I know she was watching me too. When I finally got the chance I couldn’t lose it. So when her friend left I finally had her alone, kinda.

“Was waiting for you to be alone already.”

“Oh really, and why is that?” She asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Get you alone and maybe kill you,” I shrug like it’s nothing and she chuckles.

If only she knew, she definitely wouldn’t be laughing.

“Right,” she rolls her eyes, “I’m Luna by the way.”

Shit. I forgot to ask for her name.

“Right, how could I forget to ask for your name,” I chuckle and shake my head, “Jordan.”

I put the small towel over my shoulder and put my hand out for her. She takes my hand and warmth covers my whole body, I lean in for a kiss on the back of her hand and linger it there for a second longer loving the feeling of her soft, small, hand in mine. My eyes never leave hers when removing my lips from her hand and she smiles taking it out, leaving behind cold.

“I’ll take another drink.”

“Sure thing.”

“Here’s your drink.”

“Thanks,” She smiles at me

“My shift ends in a few minutes, wanna get out of here?”

“Definitely.”

This will definitely be enjoyable.

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