Placing her full concentration on the bouncer now, she finally spoke up

"Actually...the animal that you are and the rotten dungeon you're about to invite me into, is something I've decidedly want no part of anymore. so explain to whoever sent you, that my time is gold and my attention is the heavens themselves! So not even when he tries to fuck himself seven ways back from Sunday or when hell freezes over will I ever be at his beck and call. And as for you, I'm not sure what part of you gets excited at being someone else's bitch and frankly I really don't care, but it might interest you to know that dressing inappropriately to a party just because someone somewhere requires that of you, isn't style or swag. Its madness. So apparently you aren't just an animal, you're also a mad one. Ha! But I have a legacy of putting mad animals on a leash and behind bars. So you best be careful with your tone boy" and with that, she turned and walked back downstairs, her head held high, gritting her teeth

Her mission was already accomplished. So fuck it all! She was going home. But most especially, fuck him. She didn't need him, she needed to steal from him. Revenge was truly best served cold. She smiled, already wondering how the king himself would feel, when he got back to his mansion and realize that someone out there, had the audacity to steal his most treasured item.

She didn't necessarily have a wild or errant temper. On a good day, she was quite calm and collected. I mean everyone had a fucked up past right? And even with her fucked up one, she was quite the regular rich girl, minus all the dramatics. She didn't acquire wealth, she was born into wealth, and just went ahead to make more for herself. But she'd never been the typical RSB. Rich, spoilt and brattish. You can't be rich and spoilt and expect men older then you, to put their lives at risks in suicide missions for you. But what she was, was proud. Even she knew she was a proud bitch. She didn't have any bipolar antics or dramatics from identity crises and alter egos but she could do just about anything, defend just about any trash, to save her pride. It was the same pride that made her put Georgina and that bouncer in their places. No one fucked with her. It was the same pride that made her curse Dominikov Machiavelli all over again. A blindfold. The puttana! She, blindfolded? People paid to fucking see her! Just as well, they paid even higher to see him, sacrificed even more... But that didn't mean he could treat just about any human like trash; although she didn't doubt that was what it meant for him. Payback's a bitch huh? Let him suffer the loss of losing such an insane amount of money through one crazily huge red diamond. Trillions. That money was crazily high, and crazily insane to throw away like that, even for a rich person.

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Viv ran excitedly into Aaron's awaiting arms, back at vivman, then proceeded to congratulate the rest of her teamates.

"Good job guys. Where's the diamond?" She asked, facing no one in particular.

"In the vault. Let me take you to it" Flick said, leading the way as they all journeyed down to the underground secret chamber of the building.

Viv's heart stopped instantly as she came face to face with the biggest red diamond she'd ever seen. The sparkle and glow emitted from it alone, was enough to take the breath of the devil himself. A six feet huge, solid wide mass of perfection. This on its own, should be a worldwide artifact! She wondered how in the hell it got into the filthy grasps of the order of Machiavelli

"Wouldn't it have been easier if Mr Nygma simply asked for smaller ones? How the hell is he going to stash away something this huge? Without no one ever finding out? Without the order finding out?" Viv asked worriedly

"That would no longer be a concern of ours the moment we give him the diamonds. Our job was to steal him a fortress in the form of a diamond and that we did. We've been paid for it too. Whatever he wishes to do with it or wherever he wishes to keep it, now becomes his concern and his alone." Cole said

"So where is he now? Isn't he supposed to carry it this evening?" Viv asked, looking around, half expecting to see him suddenly appearing here

"Mr Nygma's on his way as we speak. He's been contacted by us already. You can go home and rest Viv, while we wait for him. Its been a tiring day already. For all of us" Ryan suggested

"I can't shake my head off of the fact that I think something went wrong" Ethan finally spoke up for the first time

"What do you mean Ethan?" Aaron asked

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