Romans & histoires Diane Fox Bad Guys

Maybe I should help her. Diane laughed. "This is your last chance, don't you ever dare to fool me, empty head. For every day that thief can freely roam at this place, I will cut any of your body parts. I am warning you, I am so disgusted with someone like you so better do it right." I sighed. Solana was unfortunate at this time since Diane's blood was still boiling at her, she's the only one she will suspect at first. "I will! I will! P-please, g-give me time…" She pleaded.

Diane A warrior in the day, but a whore at night. That's what Axel’s betrayal turned me into. Clubbing had become a routine and I wouldn't miss it for anything, even tonight. Doing a last minute outfit check in the mirror, a sassy badass bitch, dressed in skimpy outfit and dark makeup, stared right back at me and I just knew, with this killer look, I was definitely set for a refreshing night out, which would definitely end in a hard bang.

“No, my crush is simple, it's Dante” “Hmmmm….finally someone said something reasonable” “Is he good?” Vera asked excitedly and I nodded “He's a Bad Boy but trust me when I say that he's good” “I like Badboys” She smiled dreamingly, I ignited the car again and drove off. We got to the Dexter's castle and packed, but before I could come down from the car my sisters were already running into the castle, “Wait!” I shouted running after them, I ran inside and met the three of them as they stood in confusion staring at the huge castle

The two men gripped each other’s hands firmly, both sizing up their opposite number. Getting bored with the adults, Abby asked to go back to her bedroom. “Sorry, Abby.” Brian quickly released his hand and took Abby to her room. Diana noticed the bright red marks on the guys’ hands from their aggressive handshake. She felt rather tired of these two childish men. Brian wasted no time in returning; Chaney being alone with Diana was the last thing he wanted. “Diana, why haven’t you mentioned this, Mr. Fox, before? Is he just some nobody?” Brian said with clearly intended malice.

Her client, Mr F, texted her when she got into the cab. That was how she received the text; From Mr F. He had included a location, The Fox Night, and said he would be wearing a black suit. So when Marie found Fox Night, she was a little disappointed it was a nightclub but she went in anyway. It was alive with music pulsing through the air and people dancing and drinking. Her eyes scanned the room nervously until she found him. He was the only one wearing a suit, the only one surrounded by guards and he was staring at her.

I open my eyes and surely enough, Mike is standing there with two of his cronies backing him up. Mike is the school’s jock and let me tell you he can’t get any more stereotypical. He dates the head cheerleader, who happens to be a bitch, and likes to bully the outcast crowd. And like any typical bully, he has to have what I like to call his ‘bitches’ back him up. I mean, he already towers over me, do you really need the backup dude?

There was the same moustache that spread out his lip line. “What’s going on here?” I questioned, unsure of what move to make right at this moment. Boss Devereaux stood up and walked to the visual display. Her hand reached for the remote and a news began to play. Tapes of various news casters immediately commenced. “Breaking news! Model Nikki Fox is a dirty one after all. See the insiders of how she traffics people in Mexico.” Wait what? “Nikki Fox got arrested for being involved in a dirty crime she tried so much to hide. But, as always, the truth will always prevail.”

“I mean I get Cassar still being obsessed with me. He’s a freak.” Cassar shrugged his shoulders. “But you guys? You’re supposed to be the smart ones.” The wolves just smiled softly at me. “To be honest, I didn’t want you to be our Luna.” Rose spoke up. The words surprising coming from such a sweet female. “I grew up hearing horror stories about foxes. Everyone has heard the stories of the Queen of Tricks who is driven by selfish greed.” She stared at me intensely. Her words were soft. She apologizing to me.

Jaxon continued, “We started doing some digging. Well, Matt did. I was too concerned with you to leave you. Anyway, he found out that Diane was transferring large amounts of money to rogues and she was in communication with Darius.” “What? Darius?” “She confessed that when you first got here, she contacted him. She wanted him to take you back. He stopped returning her calls though. Then she decided to hire rogues. Turns out, one of her uncles is a rogue and the one that hit you with the car was her cousin.” I sat back, shocked at the revelation. “Diane really went to great lengths to get rid of me. Where is she now?” “She’s in the dungeon. I told her you would decide her fate.” Jaxon said. “

The tea sat forgotten. It was Sophia. It had to be. It had the sharp, desperate stink of her handiwork. The comments section was already a slaughterhouse. @VossFan1: I knew it! Nobody moves that fast unless the bed was already warm. @TruthSeeker: She played them both. Marcus was a jerk, but she’s a sociopath. Diane stood up, the chair scraping harshly against the stone floor. She needed to find Damien. She needed to tell him it wasn't true, even though a part of her wondered if he’d even care about the truth as long as the optics were managed.