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Yours Wickedly, Sierra

Chapter 3 How To Steal From A Don

Word Count: 1153    |    Released on: 24/07/2025

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en played a CCTV clip of Dante brutally punching a man. Then

rom me were Seth

y, rewinding the clip. "Just imagine what'll ha

yes; my legs trembled, imagin

eth asked. "Because you're going to do e

und so easy, Ag

ed. "If you win, he'll be serving twe

side

ted on Fridays at seven, but tonight, he was an hour late. My f

i

extremely di

watching Dante step into the club, hands dug into his pockets, looking bor

s eyes at me as I

ifted a palm to stop

i Dante, want me to rally up the Vixens, or

ead and murmured.

then I hurried after Dante, leap

your while." I said sweetly,

ck, almost losing balance on my heels.

business tonight only. and you get your wish, I'll stick with other

pen as they brus

vil

t I enjoyed dancin

having a seriou

I going t

lked past m

u droppe

hat's no

dot note, which looked way too familiar.

me; he's seen

ped my lips, and I hurried

hing as I jumped like a toddler in kitten h

y Toes." He shoved the

back!" I demande

boss." Dante said in a hushed tone. "Wait for

e swep

ead. Every female spy across fiction an

carry the stu

told Santin

ould wait for h

* *

A

im a document; it was proof of his outstanding debt. Santini wiped his sweaty face with a handkerchi

e we agreed on installment

opped paying?" I asked. "Or do I ha

e. "We pay heavy taxes; that's why I haven't,

I shouted at Santini. "What's that got to do with me? You either pay

hare?" Santini

needed a damn drink. I wondered why Dad forgave unnecessary debts

er that I had to

d her sitting cross-legged; she t

myself, I blurted. "

tten an idea. "Well, I could always take it off

s she wore exposed her cleavage. Her breasts

iced over the years; she didn't have a pla

why I was d

ngs." Sierra whi

eyes, rais

r job was fake se

" I mu

e back?" She asked,

You think I'

urned pink. "I di

ame was

ne's sick ide

got together and forged this note

an that terrible kiss th

red a

he jo

n fully int

attract the worst kind of men, and

d at me,

his." I spoke finally, patted the note

sing, playing hard to ge

t takes two to

n, I felt like the bigg

car that I noticed something

pt

ng phone

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