Chapter One Hundred And Fifty-One:The Date.

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 The door to her hotel room was pushed open and Angela was pushed against it by Diego who was raining kisses down on her face, neck and his hands were doing most of the work as it kneaded her ass like he was making a cake, only to find out that she wasn't wearing panties.

"You naughty vixen." He smiled against Angela's lips, who swung her arms around his neck to bring him down to meet her swollen lips, that was as a result of Diego kissing, biting and pulling on them hungry like a starved man.

The dinner date has gone well, more than the both of them could actually think of, like it wasn't that hard convincing Diego of what exactly she wanted while approaching him, and Diego himself, was open on what her role with him would be if he plans on using him against Giovanni, but the part Diego didn't tell her, was the side about killing Giovanni.