The Devil's Vixen (COMPLETED)

7| Duchesses and Madames

I chuckled at him. I loved Rome. The hot weather
Russia was nice but it was so cold. So bleak.
Rome was picturesque. Beautiful.

"So, you wanna get business out the way or you wanna play first?" Lucian smirked
"Business... we can play later" I decided, he nodded, opening the car door for me.

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"Right this way sir, miss" the waiter gestured, showing us to our table
We were at a strip club. One of the best in the city. Owned by Madame Naia Navaro
She loaned money. That's where her earnings came from.
Poor souls who couldn't afford to live let alone pay her back.

Yes she also had ties to the drug trade.
Specifically the Russian one
My sugar's trade. And she'd been skimming money. Stealing and thinking we wouldn't notice.

{ Vivienne's Outfit }

We were shown up to the big table, where Naia sat with a girl on her lap and men surrounding her for protection
"Naia" Lucian greeted
She looked up from the brunette on her lap, smiling at Lucian, before her expression dropped at the sight of me.

"You still hauling her around" she said, the brunette attacking her neck, leaving red lipstick marks on her tanned skin
"Watch your mouth. You're already in trouble. Don't make me gut you over a comment" Lucian warned.

He hated it when people said things about me. I didn't mind. I knew they weren't true
Lucian wasn't going to get tired of me. He loved me.

"Hmm... sit. Please" she offered, clicking her fingers. The brunette slid off her lap, her heels clicking against the floor as she sent me a wink on her way past.
Lucian's hand tightened on my thigh and he nodded to Cassian.

Cassian nodded back, signalling for Sorin to follow after her. No doubt to kill her
Sorin was our assassin of sorts. He was a ruthless killer. One of the best.
He'd also been part of the organisation. Like me...

"Shame... she had good tits on her" Naia frowned as she watched Sorin go after the stripper
"Shall we get to business then?" I asked, trying to bring focus back to the task at hand
She smiled bitterly at me.
"Of course, I heard something about missing money?" She inquired.

"Stolen. Money" Lucian corrected
I stayed quiet. This was Lucian's business to conduct. And I liked watching him
He was always so dominant. He took complete control of the room with his mere presence.
His voice was always so deep and full of authority, it made my thighs clench and my teeth sink into my bottom lip.

"Stolen?" She repeated, he nodded
"No one would steal from you Don. That I can promise you" she smiled, before her eyes shifted onto me
"Maybe you should look closer to home" she commented
"Meaning?" I asked, I was getting irritated by her now.

"Meaning... one never knows who's really sleeping in their bed do they?" She grinned
"Mm... and one clearly never knows when to shut her fucking mouth" I replied.

"Excuse me?" She asked
"Yes. Excuse you. Are you implying I'm a gold digger?" I asked
"Well... not a gold digger as such. But what is your actual purpose?" She asked back
"Purpose?"
"Yes. You never seem to contribute to the Don's lifestyle, you merely kill, laugh and fuck for the fun of it" she explained.

I could feel my nails digging into my palm from how annoyed I was.
"Maybe he'd be better off finding a more... suitable Donna" she mumbled, crossing one leg over the other as she grinned like the fucking Cheshire Cat.

I remained impassive. But on the inside I was seething. I looked to Lucian, like a lost puppy awaiting permission.
If she was a random I would have a knife through her throat in an instant. But she had... some importance... I suppose.

I waited and waited.
Until finally he gave me a single nod. I smiled
"I suggest you gentleman leave" Lucian said to her guards
They looked confused, as did she?

"Now" he added deeply, they hesitated but did so anyway. She was on our payroll
So her guards were all on it as well. Meaning that technically, Lucian was their boss.

"What's the meaning of this? Hmm? Power move?" She laughed
"No..." Lucian began, pulling a knife from his pocket
"Just easier to get blood off the floors than it is a suit" he commented, handing the knife to me with a smile.

I accepted graciously, standing up and seeing the understanding in her eyes quickly morph to fear.
"You can't be serious" she scoffed
"I never joke about death" Lucian said sternly.

I moved closer, she began moving back in her seat, so I quickly grabbed her by the hair, soft blonde waves wrapping around my palm as I pulled her head up for easier access
I swiped the knife along her throat, blood gushing out as she screamed.

The bar was still in full swing, and many began to panic and scream as they watched the owner pour out onto the head table
I held her up until the life left her eyes, dropping her down and watching the blonde slowly blend into red.

"You've ruined your outfit baby" Lucian sighed, I looked down. So I have. Fuck.
I liked this colour.

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"Ready?" He asked, holding the warehouse door open, I nodded, the only sound the clicking of my heels as I approached the woman tied up in a chair.

Duchess... My unfinished business
The name was ironic. She was anything but
She wasn't royalty.
She was cruel. Vicious. Manipulative.

She was my superior. The one in charge of me back at the organisation.
The one who beat me. And beat me. Until I could barely breathe as a punishment.

I had 2 broken ribs, concussion, a broken arm and internal bleeding after that session
That 3 day drawn out torture.
And here she finally was. My sugar found her for me.

And she was going to pay. Slowly. Painfully
But not before she gave me Lord
The stupid bastard that had killed my mother
Everyone was at fault. But he was the one that physically did it
Beat her to death in front of me. Laughed at my pain.

"Well well, if it isn't my little butterfly" she smiled, blood in her teeth, bruises and cuts all over her otherwise normally porcelain face.
I smiled back, hitting her in the face, the knuckle duster I had slipped on splitting her lip open.

"Don't call me that. Now... where's Lord?" I asked sweetly, pulling my knife from my pocket.

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