Diane Foxington Angry Novels & Stories

I kept my tone steady, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing me lose control. Diane worked as she towards me, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. She folded her arms across her chest, tilting her head with a fake sweetness that made my stomach churn. "I’m sorry, ma’am," she said, her voice dripping with fake politeness. "But we don’t accept bitches who spread their legs to get to the top." My fists clenched tightly, a surge of anger bubbling inside me as I stared at her. I could almost feel the urge to land a slap across her cheeks. How dare she say that to me?

Diana’s expression was full of frustration. "If you keep doing this, I’m going to get really angry!" "Diana, you’re too kindhearted.”

Diane Winchester had never been so offended in her entire life by somebody turning her down. She had done everything that she possibly could to get the man's attention and she couldn't do it. She was absolutely furious at the fact. There was a lot going on that she couldn't control and that was pissing her off more than anything else. She stormed up to the top offices where she knew that one of her lovers had been waiting for her.

It had to be that stupid assassin who just showed up in less than two months. It made her so angry. Too enraged to think properly. “You fucking bitch…!” Amelia growled, charging towards her. Diane didn’t move. She didn’t flinch. She just smiled. A slow, cold curl of her lips that screamed condescension more than fear. It only fueled Amelia’s rage. Amelia’s fist blazed with her stored energy, the kind she’d honed for years, the kind meant to rip through bone and shadow. But just as her punch was about to make contact…

she angrily said and he chuckled and threw his head back before looking at her again. "Losing your cheater of a boyfriend is practically killing a predator, that's my gift to his… funeral," he smirked as he raised an eyebrow. "Now that you're single again–" She cut him off. "Hell, no," she said. "I haven't said anything–" "Ah, Angelica. The water, thank you," Dianne said before grabbing it from her friend who sat down next to her. The water relieved the pain of the burning sensation on her lips. Thankfully she was able to dodge Kronos' words.

But for now, I had to remain steadfast in my commitment to support her, even if it meant facing her anger and determination head-on. Danciana's anger reached its peak as she slammed her hands on the table, her fury radiating through the room. Standing up abruptly, she pointed a finger directly at me, her voice filled with a seething intensity. "Get out of here right now, or I swear I'll start screaming," she threatened, her words laced with a mix of rage and desperation. I held her gaze firmly, refusing to back down. "Go ahead, scream," I responded, my voice steady and resolute. "Let's see if anyone will come to your aid."

"Ms. Sampson's villa isn't home for the homeless. They're your parents, aren't they, Felix? Figures. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Ugh, I can still smell the mud on them." Rage flared within my heart, but I held it back and quickly wiped the water off my in-laws. Diane had a short fuse. She would not stand for this insult, so she snapped, "And who are you supposed to be, you uneducated swine? How dare you call Felix a homeless man!" Zack did not hold back. Instead, he pressed on the attack. He picked up a ceramic ornament and hurled it at Diane. I deflected it with my hand, and the ornament grazed me.

And they certainly don't mean she can order my brother to kick the thing out of our home. Is she jealous of the blond? I don't understand! Why would she be jealous of her? She means nothing! I'm pretty sure Fox just met her and I don't even know her name. So, why is she so hostile to the little thing. I can see that smirk of satisfaction written across Angie's face as Fox rubs the trembling body. Why is she acting like this? She never used to be cruel... Did the girl really earn this reaction? "In case you didn't know, Angie. This is my place, and I can bring whoever I want here," Fox states, putting a protective arm around the girl. "You have no right to tell me who I can and cannot bring i

I said. Diana shook her head before she got up. ,"I think that you are insulting me Sir Conan. If you don't want me here, I am going to leave. But I won't sit here and watch you insult me and reduce me to a commodity in the name of a conversation!" Diana said. Her face was red from anger and I could tell that she wasn't faking it this time. She's really angry. But then once again, I really can't care less about what she's feeling.

Laughter. Then, I heard a loud, angry voice. It was Diane. “What is wrong with you guys?!”