Diane Foxington Bad Guys Novels & Stories

Cynthia replied. Cynthia pulled out her phone and opened a message from an anonymous number. “You can’t protect her. She belongs to the Castellano name now. The Fox always takes back what’s his.” Cynthia paced. “They’re calling him The Fox in the newspaper now. Some think it’s a joke. But it’s not. He’s in their heads.” Camela whispered, “That’s what he does. He changes what people believe.” They sat in silence until a knock came at the door. Sheriff Hudson entered.

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.

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.

“Thank you doctor.” “First, you should eat something. Broth and crackers to start. Then we will take the X-rays.” As soon as he finished saying it, the food appeared like a magic trick. Good thing too, I was getting hungry. As I’m eating the food I look at Jaxon. “Did you find out what happened with the Rogue attack?” Jaxon’s eyes darkened. “It was Diane.” “Diane?” I asked incredulously. “How?” “First, she fucked a bunch of the warriors before the attack. Two of them being Tony and Nick.” Jaxon started. “She convinced them to let her know when you were alone so that she could tell you, ‘woman to woman’ that she was going to leave the pack.”

She opened it to see a photo of a van at a gasoline station with Deuss on the driver’s seat, Erric behind him, a woman behind Erric, and Kent on the last row. She zoomed in on the woman smiling who raised her Gucci sunglasses up her head. Diana saw her watch and immediately realized who it was. Renee Brooks. The spoiled Filipina brat. Her long-lost rival. *** “You sure you girls can find your way home?” Kent asked.

“Yeah of course! She believes with my dramas and her shirts are full of stains from my drink. I actually pinch it to make sure that everything spills on her” I don’t need confirmation. I know who these girls are. They will get what they’re looking for. I will give that to them if that’s what they want. This must be their unlucky day that I heard their conversation. I’ll step back this time but tomorrow is a different day. As I said. I’ll be giving them the offer. I found them in the corridor… with that Dylan guy again. Grr, he’s not a dog but he’s always following us. I feel irritated seeing him.

The second flute goes down easier than the first, and by the third, the room feels warmer, a little softer around the edges, with laughter and voices too loud, while I ignore the worried look the guys pass me because I’m too busy staring at the stage with disdain. The ladies are right. Christian and his lady friend do look great together. She looks like someone who can command a mafia family, navigating them with poise and expertise. Does she even know he’s a mafia head aside from his shiny identity as a businessman? Or does she know and doesn’t care?

"That is impossible. I did not plan anything—" "Diane is spinning this as you manipulating both clubs for personal revenge. Painting you as the mastermind behind multiple criminal operations." Knox's expression was grim. "And she has got evidence. Doctored, obviously, but convincing. Phone records showing you making calls to Chicago. Financial transactions linking you to the attacks. Security footage that has been edited to make you look like you were giving orders." "This is insane. None of that is real!"

CRISTO My eyes popped out of my sockets in awe when I saw life slipping out of Madoff's body through my phone. Diane was unaware that I planted a microchip camera on her dress. I knew she had guts but for her to kill a Mafia Boss in his office, that was definitely on another level. “Now it's time, Secure the bag." The text from Antonio on my phone read. I deleted it at once to avoid any trace. Somehow, Diane who was on her Vendetta had made the mission easier on one hand and complicated on the other.

Felix asked. Diana looked at him with only a bare hint of recognition flickering in her eyes. “I don’t know you so I can’t really just leave the room with you.” “We’re not leaving the room. We’re just going to a corner that isn’t as congested as this.” Diana dropped her glass and followed Felix to a framed oil painting of a coliseum on fire. “I didn’t recognize you at first but I remember you now. You’re Felix Callahan, right? You’re dating Cassie now.”