Femme Fatale Dangerous Woman Novels & Stories

" Was what? A romantic dinner? My subconscious literally laughs at me. West doesn't seem to notice my reaction; he looks around warily; he has been searching the crowd since we got here. "Expecting someone?" "No." He guides a group of females sitting on a round table; women and young girls alike, all dressed in red. They flash friendly smiles in my direction as we approach them. One amongst the seven women exudes an aura of dominance, with short black hair, onyx eyes, and a slim, tall frame. She is definitely the boss. West leans in to hug her.

“Oh, I wish I could but don’t worry, all I need from here is the money he pays for our performances, nothing more. Besides, rumours say he’s dangerous.” “They are not just rumours, little girl. Those are facts. He is a dangerous man, and I’m a dangerous woman. We are fit for each other. Try to come between us and you won’t like what will happen.” “Who are you?” The woman was acting so shady and ridiculous. She even looked older that Mason. “You are all obsessed with g****e nowadays. If you get time, g****e Carolina Mendoza. You’ll know why you need to stay away. Now, go.”

I asked frowning in confusion “don’t get me wrong. However, I need to understand what it is that I am with and who it is I’ll be dealing with” “The woman is far more dangerous than any woman you’ll ever deal with. After almost being killed by a few hundred men, she stopped allowing men around her, and whichever man dared approach her would be dead before he could say a word, innocent or not. She simply cared about money, and by time, she came to use the men who tried approaching her for it” Leonardo explained and I nodded. “I see, therefore, if you would have approached her; you would have been dead. Am I understanding this correctly?” I asked and he nodded.

"—Just four ?! Hahahaha, you lunatic! Do you think he can handle everything with just four of his men?" The man was still laughing loudly. As if he didn't want to stop it no matter what. "Right boss, only four." Said the woman earlier, she looked at her boss flatly, her face looked cool, but actually that girl is an ace card for this organization. Nothing can beat the abilities she has. Except for only one person who can match hers abilities, or maybe that person is superior to that girl. Made the woman wearing the sexy black outfit snort low. She felt like she wanted to finish off 'that' person who could possibly rival hers abilities in this country.

My mind betrayed me with every flicker of memory. The way she’d stood her ground when those men stared at her this morning. I hadn’t even been there, yet the report already reached me: Madam Kaine asked why the men were staring. One stammered that she was beautiful. Beautiful. They weren’t wrong. But she was more than that. She was dangerous. Not because she wielded power—she had none. Not because she could harm me—she couldn’t. But because she was becoming the one thing I swore never to let myself have again.

Giah said angrily and by the way she is holding him, Carl thinks that she is capable of doing just that. "No please!" He was in panic. What has he got himself into, he thought that it was just like the job Mateo assign to him looking for his missing wife. This woman fits exactly to the description of a femme fatale. Attractive and seductive to behold but very dangerous to cross. "Who sent you?" Her hold in his neck and hands behind in the back tighten. Mateo didn't warn him that this woman is formidable and terribly dangerous. "Nobody!" "Then why are you following me? Huh!" She gave him a thug.

This woman is dangerous, I heard my wolf whisper silently in my mind. It doesn’t matter, I am the most dangerous man in Europe she is nothing compared to me.

“She wasn’t always this quiet little innocent you’re guarding like a jewel. She has a past, Damien. A dangerous one. And if you don’t hear me out, that past might come knocking on your door—and hers.” Silence filled the room, heavy and suffocating. Damien’s jaw worked, grinding against the urge to rip her apart. “Say her name again,” he warned, his voice low and lethal, “and I’ll cut out your tongue.” The woman only laughed, like she enjoyed provoking him. “Oh, Damien. You can threaten me all you want. But sooner or later, she’ll tell you. Or worse… someone else will.” The door opened suddenly, and one of Damien’s guards stepped in. “Boss—your wife… she left the room. She insisted she wanted

No matter where she goes, in her full-coverage clothes she is written to steal the show from the women and the senses of the men. I heard stories of how she avoids men as they fire pits that will burn her alive. A lot of my friends tried to make their way to little Inessa’s private area, sadly, she killed all of them with her kind smile and sweet talk. She is the most dangerous woman in this world, a woman with a smile and kindness is the death of every man. “She will be twenty next Monday. We will have an engagement party the very same day.” I think everyone is right about dada's mental health, he is losing his mind without any doubt.

A knock interrupted the silence. One of the security officers stepped inside. "Sir, we found the waitress who served this room." "Bring her in." A young woman in a hotel uniform entered nervously, wringing her hands. "I'm sorry if I've done something wrong." "You haven't," Alexander said. "I only need you to answer a few questions." She nodded quickly. "The woman who booked this suite," he began. "Did you see her face?" "Not clearly." "Why not?" "She kept her hat low."