(Con Artists AU)

I'm planning on having a lot of fun with this one.

This is a repost from HadesxZelena:Perfection, btw

I was mainly inspired by Sawyer from Lost, if I must be honest.

"I'm still confused as to what a lady like you is doing in a place like this."

"I just went through a divorce. Long and complicated...He had to pay $500,000." She took a sip of wine. "It feels good to spend a little of his money, and not mine."

"Well, damn. A little vindictive, aren't you?" He grinned at her.

"That's one of the best things about me, love," she replied.

"What are some other things?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I can always show you," she suggested, sliding off her barstool, leading him to one of the casino's hotel rooms.

Zelena had taught herself to wake up early every morning, no matter how late the conquest the night before had been.

Tossing the covers back, she got dressed, then went to pick the lock on the suitcase last night's date had been carrying around.

You could find out a lot about a man by looking through his things, which was something she honestly had no shame in doing.

Curiosity was a bitch, but then again, so was she.

Zelena opened the ragged leather suitcase, then smiled to herself as she rifled through the "money," which was really just stacks of newspaper sandwiched between pairs of hundred dollar bills.

How cute. He'd been trying to con her.

A shame, really. He'd been so much fun.

Well, two could play at that.

Gently setting the faux money back into the case, she closed the lid, glancing back at the bed.

It was funny how lying about a messy divorce attracted the scammers like moths to a flame. She'd gone through her fair share of them, usually swiping what little they had.

Conning the con men. She lived for it.

Every once in a while, she wasn't quick enough, and they were able to find her. The bewilderment on their faces when they found they'd tangled with the Wicked Witch(a nickname she'd come to enjoy in the con world) was worth the mess-up.

Some went so far as to think they'd accomplished something by sleeping with her, a notion she would dismiss quickly, saying that they were just another face and not to let it go to their heads.

That was usually followed by her escaping in some flamboyant way.

Oh, she loved this.

Contemplating what to do next, she figured that once he woke up, there'd probably be another round of sex(and to be honest, after the previous night, she wouldn't say no), and then he'd pretend he was late for a meeting, pick the suitcase up, and bam- fake money everywhere.

He'd act guilty, and she'd "persuade" him into explaining why he had it, at which point he'd tell her he had some big investment.

Next thing, he'd show up with a good bit of real cash, and she'd be able to take it.

Just her kind of long con.

Settling herself amongst the pillows she closed her eyes, pretending to sleep as she planned out the rest of this particular piece of fun.

Hades felt relatively successful with how the morning was going so far, playing his part right up to the frantic one night stand with a meeting.

"Do you have to go?" she sighed as Hades fumbled with his belt buckle.

"I'm already half an hour late," he said apologetically, reaching for the suitcase, discretely flicking the rigged lock to disengage it. "It's just a meeting. When I get back, it'll be another-"

He was cut off by the piles of "money" falling all over the place as the suitcase fell open.

He pretended to wince as her lips parted in shock, and swore loudly.

"You weren't supposed to see that," he muttered.

She stared incredulously at the bundles of cash lying on the floor. Reaching for a bathrobe, she raked a hand through her red hair. "What-what are you doing with all that?" she breathed.

He shook his head. "I'll explain later." He turned to go, but she grabbed his hand.

"Hades-" He turned back to face her. "What is all that money for?" she demanded.

With faked reluctance, he set the suitcase down. "The meeting I'm going to...It's about this investment. I've got at least $300,00 here, and this meeting might help me triple it."

She was silent for a few moments, processing. "Well, I've got the money, from the divorce. Do you-" she hesitated, "Do you think if you add it on, we could split it?"

He smiled. All was going according to plan.

It was a shame, really.

He quite liked her.

Still, a job was a job, and he had the opportunity to make half a million dollars out of it.

She had him wrapped around her finger and he didn't even know it.

Admittedly, Zelena felt a little reluctant, tricking him.

She quite liked him.

Still, a job was a job, and she had the opportunity to get at least $300,00 out of it.

She was planning on enjoying this.

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