Prologue
I sway my hips to Rihanna's song "Birthday Cake" as I shift my grip up and down eyeing Abel, or as his stage name "The Weeknd." I knew he was going to be in town today and figured if I worked on my day off, not only will I be making it rain, but I would also end up sleeping in his bed. I could tell he was looking at me, after all I was everyone's favorite girl. I had a petite frame, small waist and small boobs, but I knew how to persuade. Whenever someone needed to be entertained, they asked me. They call me "Candy" cause I'm so addicting.
But my real name is Diana, some people refer to me as "Dirty Diana" don't ask me why.
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Twenty Eight ( The Weeknd Fanfic)
FanfictionDiana knew he was coming to town, and she knew how to get into his bed. What happens when Abel falls into her trap? Lies, Sex, and Betrayal will succumb in this twisted dark story.
