The Accountant

Chapter 18 The Private Party Dinara

Third day at Disneyland. And most probably the last. She had made sure to make it their best yet. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

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 to 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 on 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.

At 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.

"Surprise!!!" Dinara and Lizzie screamed in unison. They rushed to her for a group hug, placed a tiara

with Swarovski crystals on her head then yanked her to a beautifully decorated chair.

"Shit! Dinara..." Her future sister in law was speechless, beautiful amber eyes wide as she gaped in

fervor and dread around her.

"Don't...this is your bachelorette party. Celebrate and enjoy the night." Beau tried to get up but she

glared at her.

"Your brother...if he finds out," Beau gulped the bubbly pink champagne handed to her by the doctor.

The latter drained her glass in one go, nervous as hell.

"Which he won't," Dinara said confidently. "Come on. Loosen up. You won't have the same opportunity

such as this one and you know it." Beau nibbled on her lower lips and her eyes were seriously

calculating the consequences. After a few seconds, she nodded her head. Her smile turning into a full

grin.

"Let the party begin!" Dinara shrieked, utterly elated and one by one the sexy men danced before them.

Lizzie and Beau giggled at her enthusiasm, cross-eyed, they watched the barely covered boys

undulating their bodies, their buff muscles bunching. Impressive.

"Come on boys, show us more what you got." Dinara clapped eagerly.

Let the party begin.

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Dominic

Fuck it! This stupid emotion will be the death of him

Excitement was the most dominant of all. Although a part of him dreaded the reunion. What if his detka

didn't want him anymore?

Damn shit! If he had to fuck some sense into her all night, he'll do it! Provided she's totally healed. He

hated the thought of her even with the slightest discomfort. But if it was otherwise then he had no

problem reminding her of who he was to her and of who she was to him.

She was his and they were going to spend the rest of their lives together. There's no fucking question

about it.

If she wanted grand gestures then she will have the grandest of all.

"This is the hotel my detka and the girls are staying in?" He hissed. The place was a security

nightmare. A lot of people from all walks of life come in and out of the Disneyland Resort.

Disneyland? Really?

He didn't peg his Beau to be a child at heart, nonetheless, if she had wanted to have fun in this type of

environment he would have made it possible for her.

What do you know about her asshole?

He frowned. His conscience was right. He never took the time to know more about her except in the

biblical sense. That will change.

But damn! Those were hot sizzling fucking they did back then. And it's a guaranteed sizzling hot later

when he got her back.

Provided she accepted his ring.

She fucking will.

"Yes, tzar," his general answered with a big frown on his face. He went directly to the hotel's check-in

counter and used his charm to get more information.

Anyone looking will mistakenly assume he's relaxed and easy-going. It's a huge oversight.

He knew exactly what Alec was feeling because it was exactly what he was feeling. Times ten.

With his dark gray eyes impassively surveying the busy lobby around him, he tried to think of what to

say to his baby.

It was a good idea to rehearse. Dominic didn't want to mess up later. There's a lot of things to do with

her and he knew what's number 1 priority will be. His cock stirred from his active imagination.

Shit! He hoped she's fully healed. He was dying of blue balls for weeks. There's no sense to self-

pleasure and jack off and waste his cum on the bathroom floor. It has to be deep inside her.

"Where is my tzarina?" Dominic growled between his gritted teeth when Alec came back with a grim

expression.

"Tzar..." He was hesitant to answer him but he knew there was no other way to break the news.

"What?" The tzar loathed bad news. And if it's bad then, there's no time to delay. Shit!

"Your woman and the girls have rented a private villa a few kilometers from here." His scowl deepened.

That's great news. It meant despite this idiotic incident, the ladies had thought of their safety.

But..."What?"

"Umm, they are hosting an exclusive party right now." Alec shifted on his feet nervously and his hands

were clenched tightly.

Dominic knew he wouldn't like the answer to his next question.

"How exclusive?" There's a barely contained menace in his soft deadly whisper.