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Playing the Right Cards

Author: Melaniewrites
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The next day when Nate arrived, he found me waiting for him in a short back dress that was paired with black translucent stockings, thigh-high boots, and a long black leather coat that reached my ankles.

It had no zipper or buttons, only a belt that I tied around my waist. My hair was free and I had dark sunglasses and a bag. He looked up and down at me with disapproval.

“You don’t want to wear that. Wear white and act like the perfect dotting wife. You look like a mob wife.” He said. “You look good, though. However, that is beside the point.”

“I am not changing. I am owning who I am. I am not going to act fake and disingenuous.” I said and started walking out. When I reached the door, I turned around. “Are you coming or what?”

He fought a smile and followed after me. Once we were in the car, he sped out of there. I had yet to hear from Mikhail or Nikita and I was starting to get worried. They should have already contacted me.

I decided to ask Nate since he knew everything about the B
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  • Don Maxim's Plaything   The Truth (2)

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  • Don Maxim's Plaything   The Truth (1)

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  • Don Maxim's Plaything   Tipping point

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