Pulp Fiction: The Bonnie Situation Novels & Stories

Cleo’s POV The Paris morning was calm, a soft light spilling into the room, bathing everything in a warm glow that felt almost surreal after the stormy night. I stood at the window, trying to gather my thoughts, but they kept drifting back to Russo and the unexpected vulnerability I had seen in him. Last night, I’d seen a side of him that he kept hidden from the world, a side that reminded me he wasn’t just the ruthless mafia boss who had trapped me in this twisted marriage. He was also a man haunted by his past, much like me.

Exposing her entirely. "You watch." He ordered. Positioning behind Bonnie. He moved the pouch covering his groin aside and pulled out a large pulsing pink bit of flesh. Looking much like a small arm gripping an apple. I looked at the tiny entrance I could see on Bonnie where she was bent over. He'll never fit. "Now, Bonnie?" He leaned around her to ask. "Make it quick." She pleaded. He took that as consent to enter her fast. She shrieked and lurched up to grab the sideboard of the bed in a white knuckled grip.

Markus shot forward yelling "OW!" _ Loria asks Bonnie "Do you want an abortion?" Bonnie is aggitated. Bonnie asks her "Do you want me to punch you in the mouth?" With an attitude. _ Loria looks at her stomac and yells "That's not even a baby in there, stop acting like it is, Bonnie!" Bonnie is crying. Her father comes and comforts Bonnie saying "What's wrong?" Bonnie yell s"I'm tired of you evil suckers, and you ned to stop touching me before I beat you up! I;'m angry, you stop touching me, I don't want a stupid hug!"

“You mean I should leave without doing the job that I was hired to do? “ Bonnie felt a little uncertain with him glaring at her like that, but she said nothing. “I did get the impression you could handle yourself in almost any situation. Look at how well you took care of those drunkards? You didn’t even get bruised, and there were three of them.” He said in a tone laced with sarcasm. “I know what you are trying to do, and it’s not going to work. I did need your help, but I managed to lay one of them low.” Bonnie said, absolutely proud of herself.

"If this was a plan, I would have reported you to the police -- but, no I didn't. And, it's why I will show you a clip that proves me right." Bonnie didn't agree to this at first, she saw no reason to, but, with the way Gina had talked her into it -- She couldn't say no! No one would! She brought out her phone and tapped on her screen which played a video.. It's about what happened that night, but not entirely. Just the part which could incriminate Rex and favour Bonnie. It includes when Rex had begged her to sleep with him and when he hugged her... That alone is all she showed them and it works out perfectly.

“Bonnie and Clyde didn’t have a happy ending, and they were criminals. My best friend and Spade aren’t.” “Well, they’re not agents and vampires, are they?” She glared at Piper while pointing at us. “These two are gonna cause me to lose my heart.” “Well, it’s over now, Mommy Denise. How about a grandchild for a bribe?” “What?” Robyn and I stared at Piper incredulously. “Are you guys pregnant?” Denise asked, confused and ecstatic at the same time. “No,” we chorused, looking at each other. “Oh.” Piper shrugged, not even remotely sorry. “Then you'd better get to work. You don’t wanna disappoint this face again.” She then looked at Denise. “Right, Mrs. Sharpe?”

He hadn't looked at his phone. "The orgy is in there" Bonnie says to Orion loudly as she lets him in, distracting me from the question I asked Hunter. "Did you have an amazing sleep Bonnie? Orion laughs out as they both come back to my room. Bonnie stills for a moment, then her eyes go wide. "You..... You drugged me! She shrieks Before I can blink Bonnie launches herself at Orion punching him straight in the nose. More surprisingly is the way Orion doesn't even flinch. Instead he scoops her up and over his shoulder and walks out of the glass doors onto my balcony and throws her effortlessly into the lake!

Telling by the look on his face, he’ll never show up around these parts ever again. “So what do we do now that Bonanno is dead? What do you think is going to happen?” Andros speaks up from the front seat, twisting around to look at me. “Wait. Bonanno is dead?” Sydney asks with incredulity in his voice. No, shit sherlock. I grit my teeth in anger. Flawless acting. The guts of him to act innocent. All I want to do is slice his jugular from ear to ear as he drives but instead, I reply with all the patience of a thousand saints. “Yes, he was shot.”

We exchanged polite nods, nothing more. He looked… uncertain. Like he wanted to talk but wasn’t sure if I’d bite. When I finally went to grab a cup of tea in the afternoon, he was already there, leaning against the counter, stirring his coffee absently. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, exposing the veins on his forearms. He looked up as soon as I entered. “Hey,” he said quietly. “Hey.” I kept my tone neutral, moving toward the kettle. “How’s Bonnie?” “She’s better,” I said, pouring hot water into my cup. “Got discharged yesterday. Back home now.”

"We've gotten the bag boss" Cisco muttered on the earpod. "Clear off with those men and go back to the van. I'll soon be there, need to finish off with these two insects" Aurelio said, running after Bonnie and Clyde. Aurelio brought out his gun and shot Bonnie. It took her shoulder. "Argh!!!" She cried out in pains. "The hide and seek game is over" Aurelio said, aiming his gun at them. Clyde hissed in frustration. His gun had just one bullet in it so it was as good as useless.