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Nights in White Satin	By : ImagineLayla131 Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 6331 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE TOTAL DRAMA FRANCHISE OR NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY TELETOON AND THE MOODY BLUES, RESPECTIVELY. NO MONEY/PROFIT IS BEING MADE OFF OF THIS FANFICTION!

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Author's Note: Hello, world and my wonderful readers! How is everybody? This is it! Phase Three of the heist! I had Alejandro watching The Odd Couple, as a shout out to my good family friends Charlie and Ashley Matthau. Charlie is the son of Walter Matthau, also known as Felix Madison! He's a writer and director as well. Love you both! I was cracking up writing that bit between Alejandro and the girl. Duncan's reaction! Lol
Thanks for the reviews, follows, and favorites! :D The more reviews I get, the quicker I update, but you all know I'd update regardless! I'm overjoyed and inspired to write! If anybody has any suggestions, feel free to send me a private message, I'd love to hear them! Thanks to Knute, SkorpionQueen012, and the one guest reviewer whose name I don't know, I know I can always count on your ideas and reviews! I really want to hit 100 or more reviews! I've been advertising the story on Instagram, I hope it works! I did not draw the cover image, I found that on Instagram also, but if any and all artists want to do some fan art, message me! I'd be beyond thrilled!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE TOTAL DRAMA FRANCHISE OR NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY TELETOON AND THE MOODY BLUES, RESPECTIVELY.
I ONLY OWN THE TAINTED KITTY, THE STRIPPER NAMES, AND MY OWN ORIGINAL STORY IDEAS, WHICH CAME FROM THE SCREENPLAY I'VE BEEN WRITING AND HAS BEEN COPYRIGHTED
WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT AND AGGRESSION
Chapter Sixteen: Phase Three/The Night Arrives
Brentwood, 9:45 pm
Duncan drove to Alejandro's mansion with the contracts and counter fit bills in the trunk of his car. He couldn't be sure if somebody would try to bug his car while the trade off was happening, so he rented a midnight blue BMW six series. Always the confident one, he had a feeling of apprehension in the back of his mind.
Everything seemed to have gone well leading up to the trade off. He had found a contract online and changed the wording around using the thesaurus. The counter fit bills had passed four rounds of ink tests. Fives and hundreds were the most common to be counter fitted, so Duncan came up with the idea to have the bills be fifties, hoping it wouldn't be too much of a problem, Alejandro would never find out unless he deposited the money at a bank.
Not to mention that dinner with Courtney last night was marvelous. She thought that Duncan was a fantastic cook and adored Bowser. Courtney was a bit concerned, but Duncan assured her that everything would go down as planned. He didn't want to worry her anymore than she already was about Justin. At one point, she couldn't even look at him, as if she were trying to hide tears. Duncan dispersed this by giving her a kiss. Gentle, then rough. They had started making out on his couch, but he had to cut it short. Courtney was confused, but she figured he wanted to be well rested for the next night. If only she knew that Duncan took a hour long cold shower. If they didn't get together soon…
Duncan brought the thoughts of his goddess to a halt as he parked a mile away from the house to call Chris.
"Rookie! What's shaking?" Duncan rolled his eyes, Chris' lines were all so honky.
"Not much, just a mile outside of the house." Duncan walked over and popped the trunk open.
Chris spoke so loudly Duncan had to hold the phone away from his ear."Huh? What the fuck are you standing out there with your thumb up your ass for?! Get the fuck in there and make the offer! Mother fucker… Remember what you're there for."
He had been going over the bills with a UV light one last time whilst Chris was speaking. Who does this guy think he is? The bills were spot on to real money, he was glad he had such a great hookup. Duncan slammed the trunk shut and angered his tone.
"Listen pal, I'm the one that helped you come up with this plan. I know what the fuck I'm doing. I'll follow through, but if you piss me off one more time, you won't be even be seeing a chip of these diamonds. I really do hate to be such a jackass, but sometimes you gotta be mean to get what you want in life. I will not let your cocky ignorance fuck up this deal. Comprehend, Chris?"
Chris was flabbergasted. Snot faced punk. "Ye-Yeah." He stammered.
Duncan got into the driver's seat. "Good. Stop seconding guessing this whole heist when you're the one that concocted it. What's the word with the real Brady?"
"Says we can get twice as much if we turn them in within two days of the heist, unsuspected. He's honored that you would take his name to lead to a victorious win."
"Cool, I don't care. He's another mooch, just like you, having people do everything for him. I got to go, it's almost ten. Money never sleeps and diamonds never fade." Duncan hung up and started the car, going the last mile to Alejandro's house.
The Tainted Kitty
"Man, that kid does not know what's coming to him when this is all over. Six feet under is more like it." Chris was interrupted by Courtney walking into his office, which made him light up immediately. "Hey Chickie, what brings you by?"
She walked over. "Hi, there's something very serious I need to discuss with you."
Chris looked confused. "What's that?"
Courtney took a deep breath. She had been thinking over all day how she was going to say this. Chris had been her savior for six and a half years, even long after they had stopped being lovers. She'd be eternally grateful, but she had to break away, and being with Duncan provided her that opportunity. She wasn't dependent on him, but since he walked into her life, she discovered that she had the strength to leave. Courtney straightened up and looked Chris in the eye. "I'm sure you know by now that I've given my two weeks notice at the apartment complex, and I'm now giving you my two weeks notice here."
Chris dropped his drink on the ground, his mouth flew open. "What? What are you saying, Courtney?" He felt like he had been punched in the heart.
"I'm saying I'm quitting and moving out of town. I've been in this life for too long, and if I'm in it any longer, I'll be stuck here forever. I need to branch out and do things my way. I hope you understand."
He was trying to formulate something to say, but nothing was coming to mind. Finally, he figured it out. "You can't leave, Courtney. The last part of the heist is going down as we speak. After that, I'll have my share. I'll divorce my wife and make an honest woman out of you. I'll even retire early. Please, don't go." Chris got out of his chair and looked her directly in the eye as he spoke, and took her hand in his. She tried to move away but couldn't. "I still love you."
Courtney sighed, he was making this difficult, like it wasn't already hurting enough. "I know. There's nothing I could ever do to show my gratitude for everything you've done for me these past few years-"
"Marry me." He cut her off. She was touched by his gestures, but they were too late.
She shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I can't. Deep down, past the cockiness and the lies, there is a good man inside of you, Chris. You should see this money as a second chance and turn over a new leaf. Why live your life in deceit when living honestly is much more rewarding?" She smiled warmly at him.
"Courtney, if I'm with you, I will be living life honestly. I don't love Blainely like I love you."
He grabbed her face and kissed her with an ardor he knew he still had but hadn't seen in years. Courtney's eyes flew open, and all the memories of their intimate moments came flooding back to her. She had loved him. More or less, he was her first love, but she couldn't be with him. Tears fell from Chris' eyes and landed on her face. Her heart was breaking that it came to this, but there was no way around it. With Blainely, it was mutual that they no longer (if ever) loved each other, but it wouldn't be fair to Chris for him to be in love with somebody that didn't reciprocate. Courtney broke the kiss and put her hands on his face.
"You will find somebody else, I know you will. Let the world see your good side, and you'll be fine." She kissed him on the cheek and walked out.
Once she closed the door, he let out a piercing scream and threw all the contents on his desk onto the floor. Chris was fuming, he was beyond infuriated. What did Duncan have that he didn't, besides youth? "She will be mine, if it's the last thing I do. I just have to figure it out."
Alejandro's Mansion, Brentwood, 9:58 pm
Duncan parked his car on the street in front of Alejandro's house. It wasn't that much bigger than Stanley's house, but it was a Hacienda style in all black, and at least three stories. The driveway resembled a checkered flag, he had remembered reading about Alejandro's passion for race car driving.
Duncan took a deep breath. "This is it." He walked up the steps, and rang the front doorbell. He looked pretty debonair in the glasses and a black suit with pink pin stripes. He didn't care if people questioned the stripes. Pink is a color and it shouldn't matter if the male sex likes it. The door opened, a tall and muscular man stood inside. This must have been the third body guard that stayed in the back that night at The Smoking Gun. He didn't look like a bodyguard, he looked more like a surf king, with tanned skin, silky black hair, and deep blue eyes. They looked each other up and down until Duncan broke the silence with the faux British accent. "Hey there, big guy. I'm here to see your boss."
The body guard grunted and made a motion towards him to come in. He patted Duncan down as soon as he stepped inside, then grunted again and motioned for Duncan to follow. As they walked, Duncan took in the sights of the house. It was dimly lit with candles in the foyer with fountains of two lions in battle that sprinkled water on either side. The floors had black and red marbling, a huge black spiral staircase was on the other side. Beautiful works of art hung from the walls, while the rest were strewn with various pictures and newspaper articles. Alejandro did indeed live a very luxurious lifestyle in secrecy. Duncan was then led into a huge room- again dimly lit with candles.
There were two leather couches, a throne, a bar that wrapped around half of the room with two refrigerators behind it, and DVDS staked in shelves sky high on either side of the room. The room was filled with about ten to fifteen girls. It reminded him of The Tainted Kitty, but smaller. The girls were clad in bikinis, long gowns, short dresses, or were completely topless. Some were running around, giggling and blowing bubbles, while some others were snorting lines of cocaine. Alejandro sat on the throne, watching The Odd Couple. There was a girl sitting on either arm of the throne, staring off into space.
"Barboza!" The body guard alerted Alejandro, who turned his head around.
"Si? Quem 'e?" (Translation: "Yes? Who is it?") He had had a long night with clients, all he wanted to was relax.
The body guard turned around to Duncan. "What is your name and regard?
Duncan cleared his throat before putting the accent back on. "Brady Benson. It's about the diamond trade off we spoke of last week with Chris Mclean."
He turned back to Alejandro and spoke in Portuguese. "Brady Benson and he's here for the diamond trade-off. Says you spoke on the phone last week with Chris McLean."
"He owns the Tainted Kitty strip club." Duncan added, which the body guard reiterated in Portuguese. "Brady Benson e ele está aqui para o comércio de diamantes. Disse que falou ao telefone na semana passada com o Chris McLean. Ele é dono do clube de strip manchada Kitty."
Alejandro stood up. "Brady Benson! Hello there." They shook hands as he gave Duncan a dude hug, which seemed unlike him from how he was on the phone. "How's business?"
"What can I say, I'm never paid enough for what I do." They burst out laughing as Alejandro motioned at Duncan for him to sit down on one of the couches. Alejandro sat back on the throne and lit up his pipe, taking a puff.
"Brady Benson, the one that I've been hearing so much about. The one that will take the diamonds off my hands and further my wealth."
Duncan nodded. "If it all works out in the end, then yes, absolutely." This plan was fool proof and iron clad.
Alejandro tapped at his cigar and rubbed the leg of the tawny haired girl sitting on his right. "I like a lot of things. I like movies, fine art, a perfect pair of tits, and I love me money! Money, money, money!" He started laughing, Duncan kind of laughed with him. Arrogant asshole.
"Who doesn't? Money makes the world go round. Our collaboration with these diamonds is going to make us a lot more of it. Do you have the diamonds now?" He was having to do everything in his power to hide any nervous tells he may have, fidgeting, looking around, etc.
Alejandro nodded. "Indeed, I do." He snapped his fingers. "Justin! The diamonds, por favor." The third bodyguard, who was now Justin, left the room.
Duncan froze. That's him, that's Courtney's boyfriend! It had to be, how many guys were named Justin and had model good looks? She told me he was in Morocco. All he wanted to do was knock his lights out, but he had to keep a professional composure, and he wasn't going to let this asshole get in the way of anything. He returned with a huge Louis Vuitton duffle bag, setting it down at Alejandro's feet, glaring at Duncan. Alejandro waved it out. "All right here. First thinks first, the money and the contract."
"Of course." Duncan put the large titanium brief case on the table, unlocking and opening it. He turned it around for Alejandro to see, it was all in neat stacks. His eyes widened, as he picked up a stack of money and took a whiff.
"Mmm, freshly printed money. I like your style. Ian." he snapped his fingers, and Ian came walking over. "Count this, will you?" He took the briefcase and left. Alejandro turned back to Duncan. "Want to make sure it's all there."
Duncan nodded. "Understandable, and here's the contract." He pulled it out of his inside pocket of his jacket and handed it to Alejandro. "There's two copies there, one for you and one for me. Chris doesn't need to be here to sign them, and the jewelers will fax their's once I've met with them."
Alejandro perused the contract, nodding here and there. "This all looks legitimately accurate, well done." He pulled out a pen and signed it, and returned it to Duncan, who signed it as well.
"Would one of your body guards mind signing? We need a witness."
"Not at all. Justin." He snapped his fingers, he walked over and signed it, still glaring at Duncan. Duncan folded up the contract and put it back in his pocket. "While we wait, can I interest you in anything? A drink, a smoke, a girl?" Alejandro smiled. At that moment, an insanely curvaceous Puerto Rican and a pin thin blonde with beach ball boobs sat on either side of Duncan. He looked up at both of them, they had a glazed look in their eyes.
They're drugged out of their minds. They started running their hands up and down his arms. Duncan shook his head. "No, thank you. I've got a hot little foxtail waiting for me at home." He didn't mean to come off sleazy, he just wanted the girls to go away, but he couldn't wait for the days when Courtney would be at home waiting for him. His home, their home…
"She sounds hot!"
Duncan nodded. "She's the most beautiful girl in the world, and the only one I'll ever have eyes for."
Another blonde walked up and kneeled in front of Alejandro. "That's nice, but I'd prefer multiple women over just one. Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself, Brady?" He took a sip of his drink. The blonde unzipped Alejandro's pants and pulled out his penis.
Is she going to blow him? Duncan thought to himself, only for his assumption to be confirmed when the girl started moving her head up and down. He cleared his throat. "Well, I was born in Essex, came to the states with my parents when I was still a boy. All star lacrosse player, went to USC, took over my father's jewelry business a year ago when he passed away. It was upsetting, but I knew so much from watching him most of my life, so I became adjusted quickly, and things have been very successful since. It's all about brains, numbers, and luck, as well as knowledge of jewels." Duncan certainly knew how to pull a rabbit out of his ass. Alejandro nodded as the girl continued blowing him.
"You are a very good businessman at that, and I'm sorry to hear about your father. I, too, know what it's like to lose a parent. Both parents, actually, along with my brothers and baby sister. They were murdered by a Russian militia when I was ten years old. I was the only one that managed to escape. When I was fifteen, I located all of them. They only did it because my father refused to tell them about the diamond mine, so I murdered them all. Shot them in the heads, and dismembered them part by part. It wasn't my last killing, either. I've killed hundreds more since. In the end, this whole thing was all because of these diamonds, that's why I want to get rid of them. They're the reason I lost my family."
Duncan saw a broken man through the kingpin ego. He was guarded and lashed out by killing people and having thriving businesses. It made him think of Courtney. Although she had let her guard down a little bit, would it ever completely be smashed? There was only so much she let him in on, and she has been acting distant lately, even though he had seen her twice since their birthday. He attempted to get to the bottom of whatever was bothering her, but she was holding something back. Maybe she wasn't the one for him after all… Now he was the one second guessing himself. She was for him and he was for her. Their dysfunction brought them together, and he was never one to give up on anything without a fight. He'd fight for her forever if he had to…
"It's all here, Alejandro." Ian came back in with the money.
Alejandro started grinning. "Perfect! Let's have a drink to celebrate!" He grunted and came in the blonde's mouth. She licked her lips, zipped up his pants, and walked off like the whole thing never happened. It was a very odd incident.
Duncan shook his head. "I wish I could, but I have to get going, I have an early meeting in the morning. Let's celebrate when we make our first sale, shall we?"
Alejandro nodded. "Yes, we shall. I'm glad this went over well."
"As am I." They both stood up and shook hands.
"I'd love to do business with you again. What do you plan on doing with your share of the money?"
Duncan had thought about it so much that he couldn't give a straight answer. "Likewise. Getting a new car, for starters. BMW can never seem to get the detailing right. I've been renting cars from them for so long, they should just give me one for free."
They both laughed. "That sounds like a good plan. Here's an idea: The girl you mentioned, earlier, the fox tail? Give her one of these diamonds, I'm sure she'll be thrilled."
Duncan smiled. "Absolutely. I'll call you when the next meeting is. Take care." He walked out of the room.
"Tchau."
When Duncan closed the door, Alejandro turned to Justin. "I'm surprised to see you back so early, Justin. Didn't things work out in Morocco?"
He nodded. "They did, we made big money. I had to come back to teach my bitch a lesson."
Alejandro laughed. "She's going to be one sorry bitch, then. Make sure you use brass knuckles."
Justin laughed. "Oh, I plan on it. Do you think this Brady guy is legit?"
Alejandro stopped laughing. Even though Justin was taller, Alejandro still got in his face. "Don't ever second guess me on any business decisions I make. Understand, 'ese? I know what I'm doing. I don't need some pretty boy airhead who wishes he was me telling me how to do business."
All Justin could do was nod. He wasn't afraid, but he'd to act like it. Alejandro would be dead soon enough, if Ian's plan came to fruition… "Good. Now, get the fuck out of here."
He left the room just as Scott walked in. "The bug's all wired and loaded, boss. It will take 24 hours or so to get a reading."
Alejandro lit up another cigar. "Excellent, I want to know exactly where he's going…"
An hour later
"WOO-HOO!" Duncan shouted as he zipped around and raced on the freeway in his 2014 Toyota Camry hybrid that was a gift from Stanley to use as "an every day car". I pulled it off! I'm twenty million dollars richer! He still couldn't believe it, but he had only doubted the plan for a small part. He dropped the car off and headed home, there was still that call to make. It didn't matter, because things had gone in his favor. Duncan turned up the radio.
Tony Bennett's cover of "If I Ruled The World" played, acting as the soundtrack for the thoughts in Duncan's mind.
Him, Geoff, and Tyler getting their money. "We're rich!" They all shouted and cheered, and threw the money up in the air. The money came pouring down in bills on top of the girls. They giggled and twirled around, trying to catch the money flow that seemed to be never ending. The boys and girls all partying on a yacht in St. Tropez, Duncan buying a Lambohini, graduating from college.
The song switched, and it was Frank Sinatra's "I Only Have Eyes For You." Duncan's thoughts went from all of that to Courtney.
He walked into his bedroom and gasped. Courtney laid on his bed, naked except for black diamonds spread across her chest, bikini area, and down her stomach. They were in her hair and strewn out all over the bed and the room. It was a dazzling sight and reminded him of Die Another Day.
"My princess. Those diamonds suit you well."
She laughed. "Thanks, Duncan, but you suit me better. Come over here and ravage me like you've been imagining about since we met." She gave him a wink and that was his cue to walk over and kiss her with a ferocity that was finally being unleashed.
Duncan and Courtney kissing at their wedding. He dips her like in a Fred and Ginger movie and kisses her, their guests go crazy. They run down the aisle, laughing. Duncan twirls Courtney on the dance floor during their first dance. Duncan covering Courtney's eyes as they walk, and whispered in her ear "Open your eyes, Princess." She does and shrieks, jumping up and down and into his arms. They are standing in front of their new home, a sprawling four story Victorian similar to Stanley's house. Duncan bringing Courtney home from the hospital with their baby boy. Duncan and Courtney outside with their two children, a boy and a girl, along with Bowser, Oreo, Joan, and Stanley. Duncan smiled as he watched it all.
Duncan parked in his garage and turned the car off. He smiled to himself. "That's the life I want, and it's the life I will have. It all starts now."
The Tainted Kitty, 11:45 pm
"Brady? It's McLean. I just got word from our representative. The heist went down perfectly, we've got the diamonds. We get them in two days."
"Perfect. Once we get them, we're going to kill those three morons and split the loot 50/50. We'll both be getting our way, Chris. I get my diamonds, you get your girl. We pulled off the perfect heist."
"Not just yet, Brady, not just yet. It won't be over until the bodies hit the floor."
Poor Chris! He really does love our Courtney. Duncan was phenomenal and the trade-off went down exactly as he predicted. He's pretty serious about Courtney, huh? What does Justin have in store for her? Were you surprised to find out he worked for Alejandro? Are Chris and Brady really going to kill Duncan and crew? What will happen with the diamonds? The next chapter, Chapter 17: Confrontation , is a pretty violent chapter, so brace yourselves, but things get better in Chapter 18, where THE LONG AWAITED LEMON happens! It is going to be hot, hot, hot! Please read and review and spread the word! NO FLAMES!
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