You're Mine -COMPLETED-

-18-

-Y/N pov-

"Which tool do you prefer? The hammer or the knife? Personally, I'd prefer to be killed with the knife. It's classic yet not as brutal as one would have you think. Then again, I suppose that depends on where you stick it, yes?" I said, sitting in the lap of the fat greasy man that had disrespected me

Apparently he was new to 'Smile and Grin' coming from my old club. He never met me as the owner so he doesn't know anything. But everyone knew that if anyone dared to touch me or look at me in a wrong way. Let's just say they better say their prayers because they won't live through the night. He had the nerve to touch my ass, which is only touched by my KING. He had the guts to order me as if I was fucken waitress.

Which I'm not anymore, I have everything I need. I don't need a fucken job. I decided to have some fun with him since J was out for 'business' and as well later. I have to find a way to entertain myself. Girls just wanna have fun, Right? I skipped over to the desk filled with new toys J bought me. I picked up the full-tang Z Hunter zombie killer machete. I slowly turned to face him, revealing the blade to him. He began thrashing in his restraints and tried screaming.

"Now, now, don't do that! You'll ruin all the fun and I already asked ya which one you wanted" I grinned sliding it down his tear stained face, smirking as blood dripped at the end of the blade down to the hilt

I ripped the tape over his mouth, "P-please Miss. J, I'm sorry-" he screamed as I stabbed his leg

"I don't like that word" I jumped up to grab the mallet off the table which was still stained with previous blood, dragging it along the floor, "Now be a good boy and count to three!" I began laughing

The man keep blubbering out apologies and just as I was about to swing the mallet. The door slammed open with a bang, and standing there was J with a stoic face in his long purple leather jacket

"Hehe,... hiya Mistah J. I missed you" I smiled, sweetly rocking on my heels hiding the mallet

"Mmm mm mm, you naughty girl" he said, waving his finger, "Hand it over" he said his hand out to me, I puffed my cheeks

'Why does she have to look adorable at this moment. She is adorable but stubborn as hell' he growled in his mind

"Don't make me count" he warned, so I placed the mallet in his hands, "And the other one"

I walked over to the man, ripping the blade out. He let out a loud shriek which I found amusing and let out a chuckle under my breath

"Baby girl, Sweetheart, Darling, Doll" he said some many sweet names as he ran his hand over my cheek, "What did I say about playing with others toys?!"

"But he was borin' me to death, baby, with his business talk. Besides, you didn't see what he did to me" I whispered at the end knowing he still heard me

"That's why they're called business meetings!" he said, "Don't worry he will pay. No one disrespects my Queen" he growled under his breath before turning to the crying man

"I apologize for my naughty, baby girl behavior she can be a... handful" he said, looking over to me as I bat my lashes with an innocent look

"Y-You're right, Joker, sir! Bitches these da-"

A round of shots went off and pretty soon the man's brain was splattered on the wall and my laugh rang all throughout the room

"Nobody calls my Queen a bitch" He spat, he turned to me with open arms, "Come to daddy, Doll. He needs some lovin' before more boring business meetings"

I smiled running into his arms. Slamming my lips onto his as he took us into our bedroom. The best sex is always unplanned when we both have such a busy day. Besides, I can never say no to sex with Mistah J. A stress reliever is in need if I'm going to go 'there' after everything that has happened.