[ONGOING] 18+ ⚠️: Contains mature and explicit content // an enemies to lovers fanfic
Pre‧tence (noun) BE - An attempt to make something that is not the case appear true
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"Believe me, one day, when you least expect it, I'll carve out your heart...
"You went back to what you knew So far removed From all that we went through And I tread a troubled track My odds are stacked I'll go back to black"
- Back To Black by Amy Winehouse
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Lying and stealing were two things I always enjoyed. Especially in combination. I can never get enough of it.
I stood in front of my giant bathroom mirror and put on an elaborate eyeliner that I rarely wore like this, but tonight I had to blend in with my surroundings and so I had no choice but to dress as fancy as everyone else in the casino I would be in later.
The motto in Las Vegas was to spend a lot of money and to look rich and beautiful while doing it. It is exactly those people who follow this motto that I will take advantage of.
They won't miss the money I steal from them anyway. And it's just so easy every time.
It's already enough to wear a low neckline and pretend to be a helpless dumb blonde to be the most powerful woman in the room. Men are all pathetic creatures who can't pull themselves together. They underestimate me and that's their downfall.
And I love it. I enjoy playing with them and exploiting them to the last cent of their wealth. They are stupid to the point of no return.
I finished my makeup and decided to wear a dark red lipstick. Then I took care of my hair, fixed it in a low bun at the back of my head and curled the strands hanging out to light waves.
Before that I had taken a long shower and tried to relax my tense muscles, at the moment I am permanently on edge. But I clearly have no time for such thoughts today.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror and a blonde woman looked back, with blue eyes that seemed darker because of the eyeshadow, eyeliner and red full lips. The black corset hugged my curves and I knew I was attractive, which made my job so much easier.
While I drank a glass of champagne I put on my hold-up black stockings and straightened my lacy corset, which I will wear under my black cocktail dress. The shorter the dress the less questions the men ask.
I'm in a hotel in the center of Las Vegas for the weekend, where I stay for one night to steal as much as possible. Then I return to my apartment in Los Angeles and rest a bit before I go back to Las Vegas.
I've been doing this for a few months now and I haven't been caught once. Practice makes perfect.
And I am never so stupid and return the following weekend to the same casino where I have been before. I have a routine that I follow and no one gets me off track. For example, I never steal from the hotel where I stay.
