The Bad Guys Diane Kiss の小説・ストーリー

He learned the shit from programming video games of all things. "What the fuck boss?" My guys were pissed but they were nowhere near my level. I didn't let my mind play the guessing game that was no way to go into an Op. If I started thinking it might be one asshole and focused entirely on him then I might miss something. I'm a free market thinker everyone is suspect except the three women sitting in my truck. If the fucker was watching this play out he was gonna need a rocket launcher if he wanted to fuck with them. "Task complete." Who the fuck thought of giving Tessie Marilyn Monroe's voice anyway? That shit was just off. We walked over to where she'd picked apart what turned out to be an

Something flickered there, something raw that made my chest tighten. But then it was gone. His walls slammed back up. He turned abruptly and kept walking, faster than before. I hurried after him, still buzzing with a strange mix of smugness and irritation. “Fine. Let’s say I do this ridiculous couples day thing. What exactly am I supposed to come up with? A candlelit dinner in the break room? Heart-shaped memos? Speed dating by the photocopier?” Anthony didn’t answer. “Oooh, I know,” I continued, ignoring the daggers he was glaring at the wall. “We could set up a kissing booth. You can sit in it. Five dollars a smooch, all proceeds to charity.”

I hiss lowly but Diane stops looking at us in anger. "What do you want?" She glares at us and Kels scoffs. "You proved to be a snake Diane..." She goes to cut me off but I'm not done. "You are the worst friend I've heard of and I know what you said to Cara and you won't press charges for doing something you deserved. Drop it or I'll do something much worse." Diane sneers but I remove my foot pressed by the door making the door shut with a bang. Kels lets out a slow grin as we start walking towards her car but as we get in to the car, another car arrives. Sean and some woman make out before he gets out and opens the door for her. They get into the house while kissing.

She desperately ached to pull him by his shirt and crash her lips against his. “Di,” he whispered. “Can I kiss you?” “Since when did you start asking?” Diane whispered back. He smiled as he softly took her lips in his, encircling his arms around her while she held on to his shirt and arm for support. She tilted her head and deepened the kiss, melting into his arms and loosing all her sense of reasoning as he kissed her. ---------------------------- Diane stood in front of the mirror as she adjusted her crop top. She was dressed in black jeans and pink crop top with white trainers.

I heard Pierce’s voice cursing someone. I looked at him and I saw him exchanging punches with Connor. My lips parted. He’s already here? Then what about Matt and Mason? “Worry about yourself, Kelly. Because you’re gonna die today.” It was Diane, standing in front of me. I gritted my teeth. My head hurts because of what she did to me. But it didn’t stop me from glaring at her. “You’re still alive, you witch?” I growled at her. She laughed like a madwoman as her eyes sharpened. “Then try killing me.”

I decided to overlook it because it might just be a missed step. He stepped on me. Again. I stepped on his back. He stepped on me again. We literally stopped dancing and started stepping on each other repeatedly. "You jerk!" I yelled, and everyone gasped. He slapped me. Me. The one and only Jeanne Brown "What's wrong with both of you?" screamed the dance instructor as he raced towards us. Immediately, Miss Genevieve walked. "Both of you, one-hour kitchen service," she said calmly. How much trouble can one get into in a day?

Rosa smiled warmly; a part of her that was terrified of Diane slowed down; she guessed she hadn't caught on her little escapades with their weapon, Mr George. She had bowed her head in awe and groveled in front of Diane to serve her justly on the day she brutally murdered the general and took over the entire operation using her convincing tongue. She knew she would have died if she had refused to bow down; underestimating a woman like Diane Donaldson is a lack of wisdom; Rosa knew she wouldn't dare. “Keep your eye out for more obvious results; we are almost there,” Diane said flatly. *** Adrian found himself throwing occasional side glances at Rissa and acted neutral after ridiculing him in

Diane followed close behind, her hands already reaching for him. “I’ve been so patient,” Diane continued, moving to press herself against him. “Waiting for you to call me back.” She tried to kiss him, rising on her toes to reach his lips. Killian’s hand caught her jaw, stopping her. “Don’t.” “But…” “On your knees,” he commanded, his voice cold. Diane’s eyes lit up with excitement. She sank down immediately, her hands moving to his belt. Jealousy exploded in my chest, hot and violent.

Chapter 19: Bad News Jasmine Reign’s POV “Aby, can I use your phone? Mom is probably worried sick about me by now,” I said to Aby as our food was finally served. She looked at me with a gentle smile, one that made her eyes twinkle in a way that reminded me of a calm summer afternoon.