The Accountant

18. The Private Party

Dinara

Third day at Disneyland. And most probably the last. She had made sure to make it their best yet.

Nothing would ever change. That Beau will be married to her brother soon was an irrevocable fact. She had denied it all the time, fought the idea tooth and nail yet her eyes and her body language said otherwise.

So what better time to plan all of this than today? Away from the watchful eyes of Dinara's father, her brother, and her cousin Alec.

Innocent she might be, yet she was not. Long had she been influenced by internet porn sites. She had known what the fuss was all about.

Though she hadn't committed the act, her mind and imagination were no longer pure like what the sisters at the convent in France might have believed. She smirked. Some of them were not either.

This genius plan was her most daring yet. A surprise adult theme party for Beau's bachelorette with all the goodies that came with it.

Money and google were her best friends. With the right search of people, she and Lizzie were able to make it happen. Everything was set for tonight.

Well, except for the bride-to-be. They sent her on an errand while they executed their plans.

The party was to start at 8 PM or as soon as Beau arrived.

Dinara glanced at Magic Mike's best dancers. Damn! Smoking hot was an understatement. A cute, boy-next-door blondie with bulging biceps and washboard abs winked at her.

Her lips lifted in a confident smile. But...hell, no. Not interested. She had a specific taste. She had always wanted what her mother and Beau possessed.

Had always been captivated by the real bad-boy brooding types and he was not one. In fact, her dream boy was not amongst them. Yet...

Hmmm, they were an impressive bunch if she said so herself. Tall, heavy muscled, and as attractive as a big jar of melted chocolate with strawberries and cream on the side.

The three of them will enjoy watching the boys striptease.

"Do you think she will like this?" Lizzie whispered nervously in her left ear.

The mafia princess's chin tilted in her direction. She frowned. Damn! The doctor was as naive as they come. How? She was sure she had seen a lot of bodies - alive and dead- during her tenure in the medical field but her eyes... The depths of her hidden emotions were insane. This was definitely something to ponder on later.

"Course she will. This is her last chance to see and cop-a-feel guys other than my brother. Beau wouldn't miss this for the world." She nodded her head, agreeing with herself.

Lizzie shrugged and raised her palms. A sign of acquiescence to her judgment. "It's your call, Arie."

She grinned. Yes, it was.

Lizzie grabbed her hand and pulled her near the arc made of pink and black balloons. They both giggled at the custom-made printed design. She's a whiz.

Long blond locks bounced gently, her head bobbing in excitement and approval.

The heavily decorated area was softly lit with black helium balloons floating everywhere. And there's soft romantic music playing in the background to set the mood. Their male dancers in their black silk boxers with polka dot bow ties.

In one corner, all their favorite foods were set up in a buffet. Plus a huge chocolate fountain.

Perfect.

"What the fuck..." Beau's shocked face was a sight to behold. Her dainty jaw opened in astonishment at the newly decorated living room before her then she turned her attention to them.