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Oswald Cobblepot: 'Please'

⚠ Warning: Swearing/bad words, mention of rape and forced prostitution. (Don't worry, nothing too graphic will happen.)

A/N: This character comes from the show: Gotham.

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Imagine that you are a big mafia boss in Gotham, the only weapon supplier. This makes you powerful, as every criminal wants to do business with you. Today you are at Fish Mooney's club for business. She knows better than to angry you. To keep you happy she offers her umbrella boy to 'please' you.

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<<<(Oswalds P.O.V.)>>>

"Get dressed properly." Ms. Mooney barked at me. "He can be here any minute." I knew who she was talking about. Even though I had never seen him before, I heard enough rumors about THE great and infamous L/n. He owns the only weapon factory in Gotham.

"Yes Ms. Mooney." I straighten my suite. I sighed and looked in the mirror. I hated being her foot slave. 'Hold on Oswald, soon, soon I will rule over Gotham.'

I heard someone enter the club and turned towards the sound. "Welcome Mr. L/n." Ms. Mooney said enthusiastically. A tall man with sunglasses walked to the couch and sat down. He was accompanied by several bodyguards and hitmans. He wore tight black jeans and a dark blue jacket. I noticed that he wasn't wearing a shirt. On his bare chest was a big tattoo of a panther. I bit my lip slightly. He was hot.

Ms. Mooney offert her hand. "Mr. L/n doesn't shake hands, sit down." The bodyguard next to him said. She nervously sat down. I had never seen Ms. Mooney nervous before. He wasn't looking at her, he looked at the band who was quietly playing in the background. "How was your trip Mr. L/n?" She politely asked. He didn't answer her. "Would you like a drink?" She tried again.

"Can't the band play something less depressing?" He barked at her. It was the first thing he said this evening. "Of course Mr. L/n." And she ordered the band to play an upbeat song. He huffed when he heard the song, but didn't comment.

"So, let's talk about business. I know you have 40 packets of weaponry for me." Ms. Mooney started.

Mr. L/n nodded and he signed at his henchmen. They brought a suitcase and opened it in front of her. I couldn't help but to secretly peak at the inside of the case. Ms. Mooney reached out to take the gun out of the case but the bodyguard closed the case before she could. "No money, no weapons." He simply said.

"Yes about that..." She nervously shifted in her seat. "We don't exactly have the correct amount yet." This caused Mr. L/n to growl. "But don't worry, we have it very soon." She quickly added. "Don't waste my time then." He stood up to leave. "Wait Mr. L/n, don't leave yet."

He stopped and turned around. "Give me one reason why I should stay." Ms. Mooney grabbed me by my arm and dragged me to Mr. L/n. I saw him looking at me. "We're very sorry about your time Mr. L/n, but my umbrella boy here will make sure it was worth your while."

Wait what?!

'Not again.' My lip started trembling.

<<<(Y/N's P.O.V.)>>>

I stared at the trembling boy in front of me and looked at Fish Mooney with a puzzled look. She pushed him at me, making him trip over his own feet. He fell in my arms. He quickly got up and stammered: "I-I'm s-so sorry s-sir."

"Boy! Make sure to please Mr. L/n correctly." She dragged out the 'please' in a way which made the short black haired boy shiver. I was about to say something, when she turned around and walked away. The shivering boy hobbled after her. I noticed that he had a visible limp "Ms. Mooney please! I don't want this." He desperately shouted after her.