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It was a late Thursday afternoon and Vito was frustrated from a long day of work. His driver parked the car in front of the club, which was of course empty, seeing as it was day time.
He was annoyed and angry. He wanted to get this done swiftly. First Cristiano Lombardi had the audacity to betray him and then he demands a meeting with Vito as if the little shit has any power.
A guard opened the door for him and Vito stepped through. What he saw surprised him. Kitty sat next to Cristiano. She laughed at something he'd said. A hot surge of jealousy burned through him.
Cristiano saw him first. "Vito! Welcome!" He shook Vito's hand and moved to introduce Kitty but Kitty had already stood up and kissed both of Vito's cheeks.
"Vito, darling. Glad to see you" Cristiano looked startled "you two know each other?" Kitty nodded "we work together."
She sat down, crossing her legs and Vito took the seat across her, Cristiano sat between them. "Wonderful! Lunch with two of my good friends" he said as he picked up his fork to continue eating.
"Cut the bullshit, Cristiano. I know what you've been doing" Vito said, his eyes never leaving Kitty's.
The man dropped his fork "I-I don't know what you're talking about" Vito rolls his eyes, finally breaking eye contact with Kitty.
"I know you've been stealing from me. And that you're working with Russo" Cristiano gulped and looked at Kitty "now, Vito I wouldn't do anything rash. Kathryn here won't be happy if you hurt me" he said, his voice shaky.
Cristiano's eyes slid to Kitty. "Right Kathryn?" Kitty rises from her chair and walks to the bar. Reaching over the counter, she grabs a bottle of whiskey and pours herself a glass.
"Yesterday, I got a call from Khol while I was visiting a friend. He told me he found a body. This body belonged to Jonathan Carlyle, who worked for us. Jonathan was found with his head chopped off. I had to do all the paperwork involved, and I hate paperwork.
I also had to go to Jonathon's house to make sure his family was taken care of. Did you know he had two kids? Two girls. Beautiful little angels." Cristiano's breathing turned heavy.
"I-I don't understand what that's got to do with me? W-why are you telling me this?" Kitty turns, drink in hand and lifts the glass to her lips.
She studies him for a moment, her head tilting slightly, "I know you killed him, I promised his little girls justice, and I believe in the saying 'an eye for an eye' so now I'm going to kill you" before anyone knows what's happened, Kitty pulls a dagger out from underneath her skirt, and, with barely any effort, throws it as if she were flicking a piece of paper.
It lands in the neck of one of Cristiano's guards. Vito sits, unable to do anything but watch.
He's never been so turned on in his life. He's never met a woman like her. Kitty removes the dead guard's gun, glass still in her hand and proceeds to shoot the other five guards. Bullets to the head, perfect precision.
A grin plays on her lips. This is what she lives for. Watching the life drain out of them. This is what she loves. There's only one guard left. He's trembling.
She places her glass down and walks over to him, her black heels clicking against the floor.
"Do you know why people don't fuck with me?" Her voice is soft as she addresses Cristiano, there's a childlike excitement in her eyes.
"Why they don't lie, cheat and, betray me?" She runs her finger along the terrified guard's shoulder. "It's because I have two reactions. I can either laugh" she smiles at Cristiano, malice etched onto her perfect features "or I can break you" before anyone understands what's happening, a dry snap of a sound echoes throughout the room and the guard slumps to the floor, his neck broken.
She picks up her glass, finishing the drink. "I'm unpredictable. A walking game of Russian Roulette. And that makes me dangerous."
She walks to the back of the room, opening the door. Sunlight streams into the room and Kitty steps out the door. She returns a moment later with an axe in her hands. Cristiano's eyes widen as she places it on the table. "So tell me, did you, or did you not steal from Vito?" Cristiano shakes his head rapidly.
"N-no. Please. I-I didn't. I s-wear" Kitty lifts the steak knife from the table, forces his hand flat onto the table and slams the knife through his hand.
Cristiano screams and Kitty laughs "wrong answer" she sings, twisting the knife in his hand, her tone filled with excitement, her eyes wide with glee. She loves this.
Cristiano begs her to have mercy on him "please, I have a family" Kitty ignores him "just answer my question" she picks up the axe, walking behind Cristiano.
"It wasn't my idea. I swe-" he doesn't get to finish as Kitty swings and takes his head clean off. She drops the axe "I hate liars more than traitors."
Kitty walks back over to the counter, leaning over it. Her ass is in the air and Vito can't help but stare. His cock straining painfully against his pants.
She stands back up, a box in her hands and calls Khol. She picks the severed head up, dropping it in the box. "Hold this please" she hands the box to Khol, grabbing a pen and paper.
An eye for an eye. Hurt my people and I'll destroy you. She drops the note into the box "send it to his family" she then glares at the headless body.
"You got blood all over my favourite heels, asshole" she rolls her eyes and turns toward the door. She turns to Vito and grins "coming?"
Before turning and walking out.
"Khol! Torch the place!" She yells over her shoulder.
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