So this chapter is way shorter than usual, but I couldn't make it any longer, it seems perfect the way it is (at least to me). This chapter was actually written about ten days ago - I had it written down, but I had a half of chapter 20 missing. So I finally finished chapter 20, and thought I should probably wait a few days before publishing the next one.

So here you go! Enjoy!

Chapter 21

"Here you go." Donna said, tossing DiAngelo a pile of bills wrapped with a rubber band.

He caught it with one hand, an impressed look upon his face. "I'm impressed, I've gotta say." he said as he started to count the money.

"I proved myself, can I work for you now?" Donna asked. DiAngelo had an 'I-don't-know-maybe-you-should-try-harder-in-your-next-try.'

"C'mon! I showed you I'm good just like my brother." Donna said, trying to convince him, but gently, not pushing too hard.

"Okay, I'll tell you what – I'll let you work for me, but you're gonna start slow, baby steps y'know." he said as he put the money in his pocket. "Where's your brother anyway?"

"I don't know, probably under a chick or above a chick." Donna grinned, making DiAngelo release a loud chuckle.

"He is an Italian Don Juan, your brother." DiAngelo said as he sat down in a chair nearby.

"Yeah, that's one way to put it." Donna grinned.

"Marco?" a female's voice was sound, followed by the sound of her heels as she came closer.

"I'm right here Bella." he said and took the money Donna gave him earlier out of his pocket to recount it. Donna moved her helmet from the seat of her motorcycle and placed it on the handlebar before leaning against her motorcycle.

"Marco, I can't find my – " the woman came from outside a side room. The look upon her face changed as she noticed Donna. "Oh, I didn't know you had company."

Donna looked at the woman. She scanned her, up and down, looking at every detail. Her eyes trailed to the woman's deep chocolate brown eyes, to her pink succulent lips, to her brown straight hair with the delicate curls in the middle of it that fell perfectly on her shoulders and her back. Donna's eyes scanned the light brown skin tone, her long and thin legs, almost as long as Donna's, every curve of her abdomen, then trailed back up to her mouth, that curved up a little as the woman gave Donna half a smile and bit her lower lip.

'Holy shit...'

"Hi there." Donna said, giving the woman a little smile, but only with one corner of her mouth.

"Hi." the woman said, making her way to Donna.

"I'm Donna, Tony's sister." she said.

"I'm Isabella, Marco's sister." she said and offered her hand to Donna. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's a pleasure to meet you too." Donna said, gently shaking Isabella's offered hand.

"Is this yours?" Isabella asked, running the tips of her fingers across the body of Donna's motorcycle.

"Yeah, it's mine." Donna said. She didn't make a single move towards or away from Isabella, leaving the ball in her hands.

"Maybe you could take me for a ride sometime." Isabella stated more than asked, giving Donna a look that can't be interpreted in two ways.

Donna looked at her, checking Isabella out. "Maybe I will." she said after a few seconds, raising an eyebrow.

"Bella, you said you need somethin'?" DiAngelo said, surprising them both a little, but neither of them gave their surprise in.

Isabella took her look away from Donna's body, turning around to look at her brother. "I can't find the keys to the Porsche."

"I borrowed it this morning, here." he said and tossed her the keys, and just like he did when Donna tossed him the money, she caught it with one hand.

"I guess I'll see you around?" Isabella asked with the most flirtatious tone Donna has ever heard.

"I guess." Donna answered with her usual husky voice.

Isabella gave her one last look before walking past her and out of the garage. Donna remained silent until she heard the Isabella driving away.

"Nice lady, your sister." Donna said.

DiAngelo raised his look up, smiling as he was looking at Donna. "You like her, huh?"

"What do you mean?"

"I was here, you were all over her." he chuckled.

"C'mon, she came on to me!" Donna said, as if protesting, but with a small grin.

"You were still all over her." he said, raising an eyebrow. "Look, I'm gonna tell you what I said to everyone who wanted to get her. I have two rules about my sister, if you don't follow them, you're out, no three strikes." he said, looking straight into Donna's eyes. "You break her heart, I break your neck."

"Okay." Donna said, not being too excited about his statement. "And the other one?"

"You never put her into business shit, she's not getting into all this crap. Got it?" he said. He was dead serious.

"Got it." Donna said. She was about to leave, her helmet already in her hand, when she remembered something and turned back around to look at DiAngelo. "What 'bout my cut?"

"Here." he said, handing her a few bills. "I swear your just like that brother of yours. Come back here on Monday, ten in the mornin', sharp. Don't be late." he said.

"Gotcha." Donna said, put her helmet on and drove off.

"You're in my spot." Donna after parking her Harley next to Tony's and taking her helmet off.

Isabella made her way towards her a little slower than usual, checking Donna out. "You two own Harleys, you can use one spot for you both."

Donna gave her an agreeing look and leaned against her Harley. "What are you doin' here?"

"Waiting for you." Isabella said, leaning against Donna's Harley, their shoulders touching.

"You're very direct."

"I don't like to play around."

"I don't like either."

"So let's cut the bullshit."

"And then what?"

"I heard you like baseball." Isabella said. Her mouth was now only a couple of inches away from Donna's. "I think you'll enjoy this home run."

"I don't think your ready for a home run with me."

"What makes you think that?"

"I don't know, a gut I guess." Donna said, her eyes moving between Isabella's eyes and lips.

"Tony told me you're like him, can get even three girls laid in one night."

"I just really love my neck."

"So Marco had this talk with you." Isabella said, taking her look away from Donna.

"Yeah." Donna said. She gave one last look at Isabella before taking her look away as well.

"Well, I think I'll go now, I have a few things to do, some people I need to see." Isabella said after a few minutes of a rather awkward silence.

"Wait a minute." Donna said. Isabella stopped and turned around to look back at Donna.

Donna stood up, placing her helmet on the seat of the motorcycle, and went the few steps until she was right in front of Isabella. She pulled her close, her hand is stably holding Isabella's waist. "I'm not afraid, if that's what you were thinking." she whispered and kissed her passionately.

Isabella tangled her hand in Donna's hair, deepening the kiss and letting Donna's tongue explode her mouth.

Isabella pulled back a couple minutes later, looking at Donna with an inviting, flirtatious look. "Call me."

"I don't have your number." Donna said.

Isabella got in to her car. "Tony has." she said and drove off.

A/N: I know this chapter is all Jane, so I'll give you a heads up - while Jane is undercover most of the chapters will be about Jane. I will write about Maura as well, but a lot less.

Also, I want to ask you to hit that review button, and tell me what you think about this chapter. Any thoughts, ideas, suggestions, reviews, opinions, will be welcomed. Reviews are the best thing you can give to me, because that tells me if the story line I have planned is good and I should go on with it, or maybe to put on some changes. So tell me what you think!

Next chapter will be published within a few days, hopefully.