"Bad Girls don't get what they want,
especially when they don't ask nicely." ____________________________________________
"You have no idea what I am capable of, and I assure you that you will not like it. I suggest you not underestimate me. The sec...
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Ariella Diego
Well, here we go. I started my McLaren Speed tail and drove about a good 30 over the speed limit. Playing my sex playlist for my non-existent sex life and vibing to it is a part of my morning routine when my assistant is on the call explaining to me things about the people I need to meet.
Are you even listening, bitch?
Um, that actually doesn't matter!
I am Ariella Diego and people most likely piss their pants after seeing me. So, Ima be the big bad bitch I am and fuck all the pussies out.
Today, I have a meeting with Mr. Romano. Goddamnit! I even forgot his first name. He invited me to his company to have me see a few things over for his company. And I must say that he has upgraded the hell out of this building.
Haven't you, Bitch?]
Not in the mood, whore.
My company deals with imports and exports of goods and medications and sales along with a service sector that provides financial and strategic guidance to other companies. So, I personally am here with my PA to attend this meeting. Why would he want me to analyse his company when it's doing fucking good.
Not better than yours though!
So that's the idea. Don't worry, I know how much information to give and how much to keep with myself to keep the other person needing more of it.
That sounds so wrong.
That's why I said it.
Entering the main door of my company, I felt my assistant following me with her iPad and looking as if she had seen some ghost. She thinks I am a bitch-
Which you are.
Shut up, whore. I even forgot what I was saying.
''Good Morning Miss Diego,'' she said nervously, gladly sending the 'lovely' voice in my head to hell. Note the damn sarcasm. I looked at her with my usual cold bored look.
''Morning,'' I replied and she nodded while trying to keep up with my pace.
''Miss Diego, first you have a meeting with Mr. Romano and his secretary. Then you have a few hours to-,'' I cut her off. Who listens to bullshit in the morning. ''Emily, I would appreciate it if you don't recite the suffocating schedule of mine and ruin my morning. Kindly tell me tasks when they are to be done,'' I said and she gulped while looking down. ''Y-yes, Miss Diego,'' she said and I nodded before stepping in the elevator. I saw a guy in a light blue suit and with a fucking filthy smirk. He was eyeing me top to bottom with his eyes, not eyeing but looking at me that he would eat me- in a good way.
I am feeling the urgent urge to smirk at the effect I have on him.
