"The only girl to ever punch the joker in the face...."

Sippin on the hennesy as i tuck a strand of hair behind my ear i notice the slowpaced low music become more upbeat and faster. He's heeeeeere. Pushing away my glass before i could down it because i wasnt here to get drunk i was here because a clown owed me money. And im here to collect.

"Whats the matter dollface? Its not to your liking?" A man asked sitting next to me and a sigh slips past my lips.

"Y'know mr.frost-" i begin but im cut short.

"How do you know my name?" He ask and a smirk crawls onto my red painted lips.

"Did you really come all the way from up there-" i begin swiveling my seat slightly and pointing to a oneway mirror where i knew i was being watched from "- to ask how i knew your name? Now now errand boy tell your boss if he doesnt return whats mine he's going to need a big clean up crew for the mess of bodies im going to leave behind" i smirk twirling a strand of purple hair.

"As you wish, follow me" he nods and i swallow down the last of my drink my nude heels clicking as i follow him through the dancing bodys, drunk women and horny men up a flight of stairs. Kinda wishing i didnt wear heels. Entering a lush camera room with a white fur rug and half a disco shaped leather seats and a glass table in between them. From the glass windows i said to have been one sided had a clear view of where i was sitting.

"Make yourself comfy" he says before closing the door and i sit in one of the seats and notice a deck of cards on the table. Picking them up and looking at them i notice its only jokers.

"Of course" i mumble and feel something cold and hard pushed against my head. "No need to bring out toys you wont be showing a demonstration of now is there?" I sass laying some of the cards flat on the table.

"To what do i owe the displeasure of waltzing into my club like you own it" a voice rumbles from behind me and i cant help but smirk as i turn around the gun now on my forehead.

"Pick a card any card" i smirk letting my new york accent flow out and i watch his scowl turn into a small smirk.

"What are you doing here, i dont like repeating my self" he scowls and i raise an eyebrow.

"But you just did" i tease standing up ignoring the gun aimed at me and walking around the room looking at the surveilance cameras.

"Why do you have these?" I ask watching one screen in particular.

"Too watch all the going on on the inside and outside of my club" he says and i nod.

"The clown prince fearing danger" i smirk turning my head slightly to him.

Unbuttoning his purple jacket and tossing it onto the couch and pouring a glass of dark liquor he takes a seat.

"Ill play your game sweetness.." He begins taking a sip.

"Maybe you fear your enemies comming back to steal what you stole from them"i cut off and he laughs, not a real laugh but the creepy one that sends chills down most peoples spines. MOST.

"Impossible" he snorts putting his feet up on the table.

"Why not?" I ask walking over to him and he laughs.

"Nobody would be dumb enough to try" he continues through his laughs and i growl under my breath slamming my hands on the arm rest of the chair he's sitting in and glare.

"You listen here and you listen good J, your going to give me my money you stole or im going to take it" i huff and he giggles.

"You think its a game huh? Or you arent taking me seriously cause im a girl?!" I growl grabbing his shirt pulling him foreward so our noses are touching.

"Well your name wasnt on it so its not yours" he says and my eye twitches the door barges open and i shoot whoever it is in the leg.

Frost. "Thats for calling me doll face" i yell before i hear a intriguing growling sound that throws me off guard and in that second im slapped onto the floor.

"You hit like a bitch" i tease doing a front flip grabbing the gun off the floor only to have my arm painfully grabbed and twisted so im leaning into him.

"Give me back my toy" he hisses and i giggle.

"Oh you mean this?" And slam it into his head making him release hi grip but he charges at me tackling us both to the floor somehow i land ontop of him but he headbutts me making me fall and he pins my arms above my head.

"Ive never been in this position with a girl and fighting her" he says and i huff trying to release my burning wrist but he slams them forcefully against the ground.

"Boss we heard gun shots-" a man says so i tilt my head back seeing 5 men in panda, clown, and goat mask. I slowly wrap my legs around his in an angle that one false move can have him hopping on one leg forever.

"Cant a lady and man have a go without being interupted!" I hiss and j lowers his head.

"just me and you mistah j unless your a bitch who cant hold his own" i mumble into his ear.

"Well you heard the lady" he yells and i notice the men leave 2 briefcases and a bookbag on a desk by the door.

"We counted it 2 million even" a man says before shutting the door. Sinking my nails into his wrist i notice the anger simmering in his eyes. Hes a nutjob a masochist he finds pleasure in pain. Hes enjoying this position and by his growing third leg-holy jesus.

Hes a man a derranged one but all men cant resist one thing. Temptation and sex. "Now now mistah j" i purr sinking my nails more forcefully into his arms and his grip loosens allowing me to drag my nails down his arms earning a shiver from him. "Desire become surrender and surrender becomes..power" i purr into his ear.

"Youre playing with fire doll" he growls and if he wasnt a textbook sociopathic nutjob the animalistic noise may have turned me on. Ok so it slightly did but thats none of his buisness. Before i could get distracted i pushed him off and kicked him where it hurts.

"And its all counted and locked up tell your boys i said thanks" i giggle until i feel a hand squeezing my thigh. "Thats not very gentleman like" i smirk before punching him in the face grabbing the suit cases slinging the bookbag over my shoulder and making a mad dash laughing as i did.