*Previously named Sinner's*
They're both Sinner's.
So horrible, yet so perfect for each other.
So horribly perfect.
Mara De La Riva.
Daughter to the capo of the Spanish Mafia. A cold-hearted killing machine raised to perfection.
Her purpose in life...
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"Nikolai owns multiple strip clubs, dotted all around the globe as an easy way of income. I have one of my guys on the inside and we know that he uses the strip club as a cover for his underground human trafficking and prostitution ring."
"Well fuck, I didn't expect that but I suppose I should have, he's a sick fuck."
"Exactly, we know that there's one in the country, we have to get the exact details of where it's located but I'm pretty sure it's in Milan. My plan is to get into the club." He clenched his jaw and paused, seemingly annoyed about the next part. "We need you to seduce one of his men, normally located in the upper part of the club, from there you can pull a knife on him and you give me the signal which will let me know that it's safe to come up because there's not a chance in hell I'd be able to get up close to his men being who I am."
"So you want to take down his ring from the inside? Shoot the place up and get those girls out of there while wrecking his reputation, making his clients think it's not safe to go to his joints anymore?"
He nodded in response.
"I'd do it anyway to save those girls, regardless if he was running the place or not." I said.
"As would I, now let's get ready."
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"Yeah, blonde isn't for me." I itched the wig as Bella finished applying it and adding hairspray.
She looked into the mirror. "I agree with you, it doesn't match your eyes. Promise me you won't bleach it when you're randomly having a breakdown at three in the morning, si?"
"I promise, don't worry."
After she had finished applying it I fished through some lingerie I had in one of my drawers. I have it packed at the back of a drawer so Leo doesn't accidentally find it and have a stroke.
I walked out of the closet with a red and black set in either hand and held them up to Bella. "I suppose you gotta look the part if this is going to work. I'd say go with the red, it will make your hair stand without making you stand out too much."
"Maybe my stage name should be Barbie or something when I seduce all these old men with cash." I said to her.
She nodded in agreement and then pointed towards the closet, ushering me in so I could get changed without Leo walking in on me as he had done before on Tuesday evening.
I quickly changed into the skimpy piece of lingerie and then wrapped myself in a black winter jacket that ran down to my knees. I didn't need the entire Italian mafia seeing my tits.
