Diane Foxington Bad Guys Novels & Stories

"I'm not here for Aiden's approval or anyone else's. I can wash my hands whenever I please." Diane's laughter cut through the air, "Wash your hands or not, you'll never be on our level." "And yet, not one but two mafia lords keep pursuing me, seeking my interest in them," I announced. Katie shifted, as though scared of asking her question. "And...who is the second mafia lord?" I turned to them and smiled slowly, malevolently. "Ricardo Gambino." Diane gasped. Katie stepped closer to me. "That's my man!"

"The family dungeon. We're waiting for you, but you know you'll have little or no say on that one. Everyone voted against her. Castello is dead. They are not willing to forgive her." "Yeah." I sighed, wondering what in god's name they had on Britney that convinced her to betray the family. "Alessia is back. She brought a souvenir..." I stared at him and smiled. "She brought Viciley?" I asked. Maxine nodded. Viciley was the head of a small fragment of the Russian cartel, Santaro and Frick worked with. Getting him wasn't such a tough job. "Let's get the hell out of here," I said pulling out the pulse oximeter and infusion I was on.

Flynn, however, kept turning the bottle, drinking so naturally that there could be juice in there. "I loved this horror movie," I commented bitterly, watching the darkness next to the stars. "What's his name?” "Suicide ex-wives and psychopathic girlfriends," he replied in an acid humor. "I always thought Diana would make a good actress, but I never imagined that she could stage an episode as shocking as a suicide attempt.”

The rest of them were prepared for me though as they all brought out their guns and aimed at me in turn. “You must be curious about how I know about everything." Dante continued as he once again pulled a stick of cigarette from the box in his breast pocket. “Like his name implies, the Fox is a sly one.” Betrayed, I turned my eyes towards the consigliere who had come out of the shadows to stand beside Dante. Antonio “The Fox” Ricci was the last person I had expected to betray me as sparing Beth had been his idea and his demand for helping me overthrow Dante. The duo looked like brothers as they stood together and Antonio winked at me as he caught my eyes.

“Really turning on the charm, uhn?” He smiled. “Can’t help it. Your best friend?” Diane let out a sigh. “Used to be Jayden, I think. I don’t even know if we were best friends then but I used to consider him as one. But honestly, I think I’ll pick my sisters Malvika and Natasha.” “That makes sense but I’m not sure Natasha would pick you though,” Nicholas joked and Diane chuckled. “What is your worst fear?” she asked him. “Losing you,” he stated promptly and she could do nothing but just stare at him. When he waited for her to say something but nothing came out, he asked his own question, “What is your lucky number?”

"Besides, Damien have found out about you embezzling the pack's money... Do you think he'll allow you back into his pack?" Diane didn't say a word, she knows he is right... She knows there's no place for her in the pack now. "You and your mate only have me to depend on, so, I'd advise you urge your mate to help me... or you'll both become rogues forever... That is if Damien doesn't kill you!" Diane bites her lower lip and holds the hem of her blouse. Just then a phone rings.. it's his phone. He reaches for it and smile.

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.

“No lying, no cheating, no stealing, no mass murdering.” “You would be amazed at what a Luna can get away with.” Harlen chuckled lowly coming into the room, heading straight for the fridge. The faint smell of blood came from her, and not her own. I turned to face her. “Are you one of my guard dogs today?” She shook her head. “Unfortunately I have other business to attend.” I knew all the packs business. “Still can’t break the prisoner, huh?” The fox who had been caught sneaking on Viribus territory long ago. A henchman to the fox council as I suspected. I hadn’t had the courage to deal with that headache quiet yet.

It felt like a pack of hyenas was laughing at a lion cub as they circled it, all ready to sink their fangs into its belly. Seeing that, Lucien’s fingers tightened on my waist. “Ignore them.” He said, forcing my eyes to look back at him, and no longer on them. Except ignoring them wasn’t an option. In less than no time, Roxanne stood and made a show of clinking her glass and calling out over the music. “Everyone! Look, Sloane Bishop! Looking,” her eyes skimmed down my dress like she was searching for any flaws “—expensive. Who bought it for you?”

She rolled the spaghetti around her fork and chewed it quietly. “You know the girls are always wanting to try crazy things, sky diving and the lots and I’m not one for these so most times I just opt out, and then recently they started going about going to an underground ring to watch bloody hell fights and bet money” Vivian continued eating another fork of spag while Nate just watched. At the sound of the boxing ring, Nate’s mind immediately went to Sia. For some reason, he felt like whatever Vivian had to say was related to her and then his guess was correct.