Dirty Dianne; Seducing the Don

are..." He smirked. Luckily for him, she was only interested in getting paid otherwise her dagger instinct wouldn't hesitate. She burn

the money in disbe

lars?" Castro qu

ful that i pitied your ungrateful

r dues and that's not what you're

dodged. Castro was perturbed, the last thing he'd bare to see is Dianne getting killed even

ve!" He urged a

contained information about the Don including financial records. "You've got everything you

tucked his side then she proceeded after gi

tle. He beamed in content, he was always certain a

s a major deal, something we've always dreamt of but

ut of the premises as Castro drove t

:3

coffe

rows furrowed as well. She maintained nothing but a smirk, her fingers danced on the table. Her mind was fixed on how to teach

ile in affirmation. He emptied the file on the table while Dianne sorted the documents. They looked into it circumspectly. Don Dickson's mansion and environs were mapped out, the building was heavily guarded and securities were

the papers

sith a tight smile. Her elbows were planted on the sur

med. "What could be more excit

tant cash but i'm fixated on the e

ree, Mason, Katrina and Dumpy, their associates.

d the documents a

below $15,000 then i'm not doing it!" Dumpy, the hugest ma

heir possession. They were astonished yet each of them had distinct purposes. Dianne gave each of them a questioning look, she figured out that she wasn't the only thinking twice about th

their eyes to meet her questioning gaze. She smirked. "We have only

he seductress, the enticer, the love at first sight girlfriend, the insider and informant. Castro had always been the best at stunts and skills, he was smart and straitlaced when it was about task completion yet brutal to a few biddings. Dumpy was huge

Cash matters like that of Don Dickson was tempting but Dianne

astro asked int

everyone. Dumpy stood up to leave as well as

s thinking that we

ded cringing. Katrina was a sexy brunette yet he bashed her attachments, her he

e time to drag Katrina by her neatly tied pigtails, Katrina's eyes widened looki

on and Dumpy laughed hysterically walking ou

not bloodlines, don't make

nne let her go at will, Katrina stormed

r, she turns colder. She'd always tell herself that she deserved something flamboyant. She deserved luxury not an apartment ha

She sunk into her bed all flat staring intensely at the ceiling, her hopes of becoming wealthy and

ini gown. She opened her closet instantly, it was time for death, task and personality eviction and analysis. As a critical thinker as she'd always call herself, who's as well a proud second year law student dropout, she turned on the lights. It wasn't just a closet of clothes and shoes as expected, behind the ha

on the right side with a black marker, hi

her $25,000 account balance was nothing compared to the Don's. His weal

at echoed repeatedly, she was con

down the blinds on the board then adjusted he clothes back to normal. She stormed out of the closet hesitantly. She came into view then leaned