Novel & Cerita Femme Fatale Dangerous Woman

She cursed at him, stamping her hand on the table and he shuddered. "I want everyone who went after him today to be fired!" She said coldly and got to her feet. "Everyone apart from you," She clenched her jaw at the loss of her security guards. "I will have to find new professional guards myself." She turned and walked out while cursing under her breath. The chief security had wanted to beg her, but he didn't dare part his lips, she was scary to deal with, and she never goes back on her word, her husband was the worst, whoever stood in his presence trembled.

And now, I was trapped with two men who were supposed to keep me safe, but who felt just as dangerous as the threat outside. I didn’t know it then, but that was the night everything changed. The night I stopped being Aria Sinclair, the reckless heiress who played with danger for fun. Because danger? It was about to play with me

- A woman with pink hair cut into a short bob and swept to the left, leaving black cropped hair on her exposed scalp, was leaning on the wall next to the stairs that she had arrived through. “W-who are you?” “Who am I? Oh, baby, you didn’t just storm into the lion’s den to ask me such a flimsy question?” -Wha….- At a deep level, Dalia understood that the woman before her was dangerous. It wasn’t the cuts on her skin that travelled up to her exposed shoulders in her white tank top. It was the cavalier way in which she carried herself. The careless confidence she held, and lastly, the sinister smile she held, outwardly underestimating her.

"That girl is more dangerous than you can possibly comprehend! More of a threat than a thousand nuclear bombs if she's not kept contained and carefully controlled! You are only alive and breathing now because she’s locked up or you might have been choked to death like what happened earlier. You should consider yourself lucky to be blessed with being Knox’s fated mate. Your kind are known to be the most vicious and manipulative beings alive." Serena let out a bark of hysterical, mocking laughter at that. The sound was devoid of any real mirth or joy as she dissolved into near-delirium. "I don't think there's anyone more dangerous or deceitful than you two manipulative snakes!" She bit back wi

- She is the one who told him where to find you. - Damn, the day I see her in front of me! She won’t know what hit her; she doesn’t know I hold a grudge. I will get back at her. One way or another, she will regret what she did to me. Femme fatale! My eye! What femme fatale? She spends her time sleeping around; I pity her husband. Having as a wife someone who has been from one bed to another. Her pussy must be so wide after taking all kinds of dicks: long, wide, short, small, crooked; I wonder if it doesn't float inside her. What a dirty bitch. I will take care of her.

He encircled my waist, and I felt an overwhelming sense of safety and relaxation, as if nothing could disrupt this moment. "The woman is an assassin. Hired. I don’t know who contracted her, but she murdered a man—someone very significant to me. She drugged him and then killed him," he said, anger evident in his voice. "Damn. She sounds incredibly dangerous," I remarked, licking my lips.

I asked, trying to keep my posture firm—the same way I had done my whole life at school to never show weakness. "No, you don't know me, and you don't need to. But I decided to give you a piece of advice, woman to woman." She turned around, crossing her arms and evaluating me from head to toe with disdain. "Damian is a brutal man. He is reckless and sadistic behind closed doors. He uses and takes women in bed like they're nothing but bitches, turns them inside out, and hurts them for pure pleasure. An innocent, chubby little girl like you doesn't stand a chance. You’re going to be torn apart on your first night."

“Instead of threatening me Arsenio, did you find out information about that woman??? Because she isn't what she seems at all…. She's very sneaky and especially calculative and she moves like the wind….she doesn't show her face to anyone unless she wants to be seen!!” “What kind of bitch is that???!!!” I yelled. “From what I heard, she is either going out with someone in the Mafia or she is in the Mafia herself but either way, she is a very dangerous woman.” “Find that bitch for me and do it as soon as possible!!!!!” “It seems like you didn't understand or comprehend a word I just said…that bitch is dangerous and I would not want to associate myself with anything that has to do with her!!! Sh

She was pale as the moon on a lonely night but with no naevus. From here she could clearly see she wasn't wearing make-up at all and yet she could turn heads. The differences between both girls were that the one in front of her was cunning, crafty, a murderer—a wild poisonous flower with thorns. And while the other couldn't even lure her son enough to get a kiss, this one had him wrapped around her little finger. She was breathtaking and she knew it. Such women were dangerous. They didn't settle, not for long. Juana instantly felt suffocated. In he shock she had forgotten to ask her son if that had gotten a prenup.