With a personal visit

Heart Stopper waited in her office in a part of the club that had been sectioned off from the rest. She was waiting to see what would be the final verdict on the sale of three idiot parts. Wondering how much she could make back for Viktor in lost revenue, especially since the idiots going wrong meant he was down three workers, which would hurt his profits for a little bit.

As Heartstopper waited for the phone call that would tell her the number of zeroes, she thought of the past. As she stared at her studded bracelet covered in hearts, remembering why she had it. She hadn't always been the boss of a gentlemanly club with her own girls and bouncer as well as her own fancy gear in the form of a bracelet filled with poisoned darts.

No, back in the old days she had just been Lulu, or, as was her street name, Chocolate Tits, as she had a rather nice rack. Back then she was under a pimp who was quick to use his cane whether it was necessary or not. Though this caused his pimping to be crap, as it's hard to show off the goods with black eyes and broken noses. The dumbass never got the message that you shouldn't damage the merchandise.

Did he wise up and learn to not damage the goods? No, of course not, because a dumb Negro is going to be a dumb Negro no matter how much it hurts him. So instead the beating got worse, and one day she found herself left in the gutter with a bunch of cracked ribs bleeding internally. She was going to die, and nobody was going to do shit about it, as who cared about a hoe? Even if she was a member of the neighborhood and they like to scream about sticking together. But when the chips were down and she needed help, nobody gave a damn to do so much as check if she was still breathing.

No, it was him, her boss Victor, who came that dark night. A white man, the kind only good to hustle money out of and nothing more. He checked on her, brought her back to his place that he had set up in an old apartment, and proceeded to patch her up. Once he was done, he asked her how she ended up in the gutter, and she told him it was the least she could do, seeing as she was only alive because of him.

He listened, being silent until the very end of her story. Then he responded with his thoughts on the matter. "Why do you work for him? He is a moron who cannot do his own job." Viktor said, sounding a bit shocked that anyone would screw up their own merchandise. He was a man who tried to be the best at whatever he did. So the fact that someone could see that they were failing and continue to do so merely because they refused to improve was anathema to his very being.

Lulu looked at him, surprised that he just assumed she could work for herself instead of being under a pimp. "Because I'm not exactly a fighter, baby." Lulu said, motioning towards her body, which had clearly been put more towards display than fighting. The stranger looked at her before nodding to himself and grabbing some tools as well as some spare metal.

Lulu watched as the stranger quickly put together a bracelet and several darts before walking into the kitchen and bathroom, grabbing a few things, then coming back to the darts and proceeding to cover them in a mix of different chemicals. Once he was done with his tinkering, he gave Lulu the bracelet and then explained how the hidden rapid-fire crossbow in it worked. Lulu looked at him, a bit stunned that he had just given her a deadly weapon, and was now looking at him, a bit confused on what to do with it exactly.

Seeing her confusion, the stranger explained why he had given it to her. "It is simple; with this device, you can deal with the incompetent pimp and take over." The stranger said it simply, as if killing her former boss was the most obvious thing in the world. She sat there stunned a moment before she responded.

"Why would you think I could take over?" Lulu asked, not having any second thoughts about killing her former boss, who left her to die in a gutter and would probably come and finish the job if he found out she was still alive. No, she was wondering what made him think that she could take over once the bastard was dead.

"It is quite simple; you are clearly the better choice, as even when you were horribly injured, you still were able to maintain your beauty. Showing that you know far better on how to take care of the merchandise than your former pimp does." The stranger said without a hint of sarcasm, causing Lulu to blush, as she had been called a hot bitch on more than one occasion but never beautiful, especially as covered in bruises as she was.

So taking the opportunity for what it was, she took the device and, for the next couple of days, was taught by the stranger how to fire the hidden wrist bow. Once she had gotten pretty good aim, she went to find her old pimp, with the stranger finding him beating another one of his hoes in a back alley. So without a word of warning, Lulu shot him; the dart hit him, and he turned around, stopping his beating of the hoe, and screamed out "bitch" at the top of his lungs before he fell over dead.

Lulu looked at the dead pimp, not quite believing how simple it was, while the stranger went over and began giving emergency care to the near-dead hoe on the ground. After that, it wasn't long before it got around what she had done, and all her old coworkers worked for her now. Lulu, seeing just how much one dead beat pimp had gotten, wondered about others. Soon enough, several more abusive pimps of the neighborhood were found dead, and their hoes were working for her.

She then used her flow of revenue to purchase a building with the strangers' help and found herself the madam of the most profitable club in the hood, with the reputation of being a real heartstopper if you crossed her. All thanks to her new boss, the stranger whose name was called Viktor.

Heartstopper looked around her office, feeling the power and respect she now held, all thanks to Viktor. "Hell, I'm only alive because of Viktor." Heartstopper said as she knew who she owed for life and was more than happy to pay up when ever he asked. Just as she said that, one of her girls came bursting into her office.

"Viktor's here, boss; his car just pulled up front." One of Heart Stopper's strippers said in a hurried voice, clearly flustered, that her boss's boss was here. Heart Stopper quickly signaled for her to head back out on the floor. Well, she got ready for her boss, getting into something he liked to see her in.