The criminal and his innocent evil queen (Murdoc X Reader)

Prolougue

I felt the blood rushing to my brain, my face flushing, feeling a sense of rush and adrenaline. My heart beat faster and faster by the minute, sweat rolling down my skin as i let out a sigh. It felt as if nothing was around me at that moment, i couldn't feel, hear or see anything, i felt as if i was in pure bliss.
I loose my breath for a second as i move to another position so the feeling of a head ache doesn't decide to come my way. I let out a small sigh of relief as i do so 'oh pain , why must i love you soo?' i ask my self letting a small chuckle leave my lips.

What am i doing that is making it look like im having such feeling of euphoria you may ask? well here is your answer.

I hung from the ceiling of my prison cell having the absolute time of my life, i do it every single morning while i await my friends from the swat team to bring me my meal, strange how even the rest of the prisoners are afraid of me. I've done many, many bad things in my life but they come in so sudden and unexpectedly the police could not catch me...... until now that is ' i wonder what mommy thinks of me from heaven?'.

What things have i done that are so fault as i describe them, well what haven't i done?, then let me tell you a story. When i first turned 16 my father has gifted me my first gun ever, he had promised it for once i turned 18 but he was felling extra generous that evening. The gun was purple with golden details on it, i truly fell in love with it, it was the first time i ever felt grateful to him in my life.

My father is one of the most powerful people in the mob gang industry, i was known as the Don's daughter who fought along his side and was soon to take over the family's buissnes.My mother had passed away when i was very young so he took it upon himself to raise me and mold me into an emotionless perfect being... guess it dint workout so great after all. Did i mourn my mother? yes but only for a brief moment, my father had told me that she died because she was weak and the weak never survive and that included her. My mother and father did infact love each other , she fell in love with him when she was very young, she was just about to finish her collage degree but he had convinced her to drop out and marry him, promising her that he'd give her every thing she had ever wanted.

I've killed, sold drugs, have done drugs not gonna lie, fought in bar brawls , ran from the police, kidnapped a couple of people but those aren't even close to the worst thing I have ever done. Not anything even remotely close really....the worst thing... I fell in love.

I heard the gard that usually bring me my breakfast come in the room I was in getting closer to my cell, he looks up at me with a cheeky smirk."are you gonna come down from there?" He asks with slight amusement in his voice.

I let out a small laugh then come down to the floor in wrapping myself from the clothes and blanket I used to hang around (totally didn't steal this from suicide squad) "now that's a good girl~" he said. His tone of voice at the moment disgusted me but I didn't do anything about it seeing I could get in trouble again.

He slid my food into the cell as he did every morning. I thanked him and decided to sit on the floor to eat." I find it hard to believe that you are the Don's daughter, you always seem so sweet and innocent" he said.

I looked up at him with sudden rage and responded to him "I used to kill people like you for target practice" I said then continue to eat " watch what you say girly or else I'll put in a request to not bring you any food at all" he finished his statement and walked away.

How I detest cops like him, those who use the position they have and special privileges they we're given for their own sick benefits, the mob may be evil, but people like him are true scum.

Infact a police officer just like that killed possibly the only true friend that I had, he didn't have anything to do with my gang or anything he was just a normal person but because he was once spotted with me he was shot down by the police because he was thought to be involved.

I ate my food in silence savoring every discusting bite as if I was gonna be my last meal every day. I've been trying to get on the down low, if I don't get out for finishing my time id probably get out for good behavior,that is....if they are dumb enough to let me go.

I finish my food and place the tray on its place, I move back to untie the blanket and clothes that we're hanging from the cell bars. I sit down on my bed pondering if I will ever see the light of day head on.

At that exact same moment a female cop walks up to my cell gate I look up from were I was sitting not standing up from my bed. She has a snare in her look feeling as if it was pure disscust for me.... The feeling is mutual.

"Cell mate L/N, get up!, you best believe you've been touched by an Angel, some dumbass decided to bail you out so I suggest you say your last good byes to agent Thomas"