"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
I hate and when I say I hate I mean mean I hate press conferences.
Mamacita, calm your sexy tits down, you sleep deprived bitch had me up for the past whole week.
I told you to fuck off but you whore had to be a pain in my ass the whole time.
I was a big help
You were a big help in being a pain in my ass.
If you are wondering why and where I am at the moment and why I sound like a bitch, which you always do, oh fuck off, I am in my cabin, with Chris right in front of me as I am dreading the press conference with Stripper and Dog, like literally the two of them are so frightened of me that they make everything public to at least save their asses.
''Ariell-,'' I raise my hand to shut him up as I think of ways to tackle them down, my and Chris's sudden marriage is what they are targetting at the moment and they are gonna reason it with the business point of view, I need to target their partnership, I literally took records of all the contracts that have been signed and their partnership date and it seems like they made the partnership at the approximate time of my hundred million dollar deal after trying to sabotage my deal.
I don't get a word of it but you do you, Mamacita.
I swear I want these fucker 12 feet underground.
Ask Chris, if it's possible.
Shut up, whore, I need to concentrate.
My alarm rings as I get up, 5 minutes late to the conference as I pat down my suit. What can I say, I am fashionably late without any reason.
I look hella hot and my heels, emotional support are on too, I look hotter than I should cause I am pissed
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''Chris, don't push the bitch button today,'' I warn as I hold the door open and get out as he does the same, wrapping an arm around my waist as I do the same.
I have gotten used to this, to be honest, the two of us have to act so lovey-dovey in front of the media, I swear it makes my head hurt.
