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D i a m o n d

D i a m o n d

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"You're just too sweet" the blond woman smiled from across the candlelight dinner table as the skeleton wiped his mouth with the napkin in elegance
"No sweeter than you, no?" His voice came out soft as silk enough to make her knee crumple and eyes glazed with stars. She giggled softly biting her lips as her fingers twirl around the delicate curls of her dirty blond hair
Her lips are coated with blood-red lipstick and her body is tall and legs slender as a deer, she's beautiful he could give her that, shame..her mind and soul did not pique his interest in the slightest

He stares right to her eyes glinting with fake interest and slight malice in them.
"You see Cassandra, I wanted to ask you about something" he clears his throat looking away trying to act like he's nervous, her eyes lit up as her shoulder shift forward taking her full attention to his.

"Do you happen to, you know maybe hear about a thing or two of someone trying to assassinate me, do you?"
His eyes fall back to hers as he moved closer trying to be in close proximity to catch all of her expressions
She shifted slightly indicating hesitation

Surely she knows a thing or two

"I mean it's all right if you don't I won't budge" he moves back, two of his hand in the air stilling defensively.
he smiled nervously scratching the back of his neck before continuing "I mean, it's quite difficult lately...while new businesses are coming up and more food to feed the orphans and widows having my name listed to be killed off is a low blow. The government you know...they don't really care about this city...no body does...but I do—" he chuckles slightly "And I don't know why I'm telling you this out loud considering what the flying gossip tells about me being apart of the mafia or something like that but... I know I could trust you...I know you'll maybe understand-" She placed her hand on top of his frigid ones and gave him a pitying look on her face...

There it is, cave into me

"Of course I understand g, besides I don't believe what they say about you anyway. The g I know are kind and charming, and confident. As a philanthropist myself I do care of what Nolsville could be...a great and warm city where everyone feels welcomed. And orphans are one of them" her smiles are genuine and sincere...her however,  are undeniably Naïve, he would usually call it idiocy
But out of her kind heart, he decided not to. Despite being someone who likes to gush out about other people's life
She sure is quite decent. It lengthens a bit of respect from him.
"I heard a Lil bit when I walk pass Rabastan's study room. About a week ago He said something about a girl who's assigned to kill somebody but ultimately failed...I don't know if it's indicating you..it could be anybody and a girl as an assassin are quite the scandal I might say" she chuckles lightly earning a smile from him.

Rabastan phillius rovera. 45 years of age, notorious for womanizing every high profile women including the one in front of him. That fat fuck always wanted to come after his neck but g never thought he would really have the balls to do that.

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