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‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿ Alessi Bene Caballero . "I'm going to take care of you. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you. You don't have to be lonely because your mine." . Name Meanings: Alessi - "Protector/Defender" Italian Origin Bene - "Well" Italian + Latin Origin Caballero - "Knight/Cavalier" Italian Origin Nickname(s): Les or simply his name will suffice. Nicknames Given: Open! . Age: 27 Years Old Birth Date: November 19th Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual . Mafia: The Scarlet Syndicate Rank: Capo Desired Rank: Boss or possibly Underboss . ------------------------ . Appearance: Skin - It really does depend on what time of year you come across the young man. Alessi has a warm sandy tan over the course of the spring and summer months, while in the cooler months, he contracts a paler tan skin tone. Les doesn't have perfect skin... nobody does. But it is the closest to perfect as you could probably get. His skin is overall smooth to the touch- well moisturized and taken care of-, yeah something may pop up from time to time, but he can easily get rid of any imperfections he dislikes. Build - Based on the number of times he goes to the gym a week, you could guess that the young man is fit. He has an overall well-rounded complexion; well-pronounced abdominal muscles as well as strong, somewhat veiny arms and powerful legs. His waist is slimmer, adding to Les's nice complexion. He stands at 6'3" feet tall and weighs around 215 or so lbs. Hair - Another one of his characteristics that could easily make someone else jealous. Alessi has naturally thick hair and he tends to keep it longer- although his parents practically beg him to tame it, Les will usually keep it unkempt. It is soft and surprisingly silky to the touch. Eyes - Two deep pools of blue. His eyes are one of his most striking features, being a dark shade of blue- they seem to see right through you. Tattoos - None. Suprisingly. His mother and father have decided he isn't allowed to get them until he's proven his worth. So hopefully soon. Scars - Oh, many. Larger slashes on his back, one on his bottom lips and right cheek. His hands are littered with small ones from being careless at times. There are a few on his chest and collarbone from...work. Birthmarks - None that he can see, so no. Piercings - Jewelry - None in particular to take note of. Maybe a watch on ocassion but nothing major. Voice - Although his parents are both Italian, Alessi was born in the UK. The young man has a thick English accent with something slightly off- his parent's accent peaking in just a bit. His tone can be described in a variety of ways; Assertive, Stern, Cold, Seductive, Husky, etc... Alessi's voice is fairly deep, but not enough to purely baritone. Style - . Personality: Dominant ⋆ Charismatic ⋆ Persuasive ⋆ Paranoid ⋆ Narcissistic ⋆ Impulsive ⋆ Ambivert ⋆ Respectful & Respectable ⋆ Closed-Off Emotional ⋆ Aggressive ⋆ Protective ⋆ Possessive ⋆ Reserved ⋆ Non-Empathetic ⋆ Emotional Coldness ⋆ Uncaring ⋆ Fear of Commitment ⋆ Avoidant ⋆ Impatient ⋆ Low Communication Skills ⋆ Loyal ⋆ Secretive ⋆ Strategic Thinker ⋆ Hostile ⋆ Self-Centered ⋆ Inflexible ⋆ Surprisingly Generous at Times ⋆ Passive-Aggressive ⋆ Difficult ⋆ Lost ⋆ Lonely ⋆ Understanding ⋆ Blunt ⋆ Arrogant ⋆ Alert ⋆ Selfless ⋆ Dramatic ⋆ Reliable ⋆ Callous ⋆ Manipulative ⋆ Risk Taking ⋆ Abrupt ⋆ Obsessive . "Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I cant stop." ------------------------ . Crush: None...? Significant Other: None as of now. Exes: Yes. A few. . Familial Relations: Aurelio Dante Caballero [Father] ↓ Male / 65 Years Old / Unbelievably handsome, black well-trimmed hair, tan & muscular, green eyes, dark stubble along chin and cheeks, 6'5" feet tall & 230 lbs, formal dark aesthetic clothing / Calm, Rational, Dominant, Sadistic, Extroverted, Cheater / Neutral Relationship w/ Alessi / Boss of The Scarlet Syndicate Chiara Bella Caballero [Mother] ↓ Female / 59 Years Old / Striking, long wavy and impeccably smooth light blonde hair, blue eyes, pale & slender/slim hourglass, darker makeup palette, 5'7" feet tall & 128 lbs, long and flowy yet moveable outfits / Motherly, Indecisive, Proud, Snobby, Cold / Positive Relationship w/ Alessi / Underboss of The Scarlet Syndicate Lorenzo Marco Caballero [Brother] ↓ Male / 29 Years Old / Handsome, short black buzz-cut, pale & muscular/lean, green eyes, slight stubble across chin, 6'4" feet tall & 215 lbs, casual clothing/khaki pants/turtlenecks / Cocky, Sweet, Caring, Jokster, Playful / Neutral Relationship w/ Alessi / Not a Member of The Scarlet Syndicate, Moved Out Completely, Still In Touch Aria Sicily Caballero [Sister] ↓ Female / 19 Years Old / Pretty, long black silky wavy hair, tan & slender hourglass, green eyes, light natural makeup, 5'9" feet tall & 130 lbs, expensive designer/light pinks/blues/sparkles and intricate heels / Snobbish, Bratty, Tattletale, Bossy, Impolite / Negative Relationship w/ Alessi / Higher Average Member of The Scarlet Syndicate Willa [Canine Companion/Guard Dog] ↓ Female / 2 Years Old / Estrela Mountain Dog / Elegant, long silky coat, cream and black coat coloration, slender & athletic build made for running, dark brown eyes, 28 inches tall & 80 lbs, Light pink color, and black leash as well as a guard dog harness / Alert, Dignified, Stubborn, Keen, Protective, Loving / Positive Relationship w/ Alessi / Alessi's personal guard dog . Other Affiliations: Bailey Asher Allen [Close Friend] ↓ Male / 25 Years Old / Well-Rounded, longer dark brown quiff, light tan & muscular, chocolate brown eyes, no beard or stubble, 6'1" feet tall & 195 lbs, casual clothing/jeans/tank top/black leather jacket and air forces / Loyal, Extroverted, Party Animal, Reliable, Trusting / Positive Relationship w/ Alessi / Average Member of The Scarlet Syndicate Maria Avery Baker [Close Friend] ↓ Female / 26 Years Old / Lovely, short and straight black bob styled hair, pale & slightly tone yet slender, light green eyes, no set makeup usually outgoing though, 5'5" feet tall & 128 lbs, short and tight fitting/slightly revealing or the complete opposite/hoodie and shorts / Sweet, Fashion Expert, Blunt, Outgoing, Loud / Positive Relationship w/ Alessi / Higher Average Member of The Scarlet Syndicate Penelope Mara Parker [Exe Close Friend] ↓ Female / 26 Years Old / Attractive, shoulder length light brown wavy hair, darker tan & well-built hourglass slightly curvy, light caramel colored eyes, clean girl makeup, 5'8" feet tall & 139 lbs, darker shades of loose and baggy clothing, nothing too revealing / Mischievous, Snarky, Jealous, Disrespectful, Talented / Negative Relationship w/ Alessi / Kicked out from The Scarlet Syndicate, She's lucky she got out with her life Harper June Coralie [Exe] ↓ Female / 28 Years Old / She doesn't deserve to be as pretty as she is, long and thick black wavy hair, even tan & hourglass figure, dark brown eyes, heavy dark makeup, 5'4" feet tall & 125 lbs, darker clothing style/tight fitting curve accentuating/shorter / Manipulative, Disloyal, Liar, Deceptive, Talented / Negative Relationship w/ Alessi, dated for 4 years before they broke up when Less was 25, reason? she was cheating / Member of The Scarlet Syndicate...Unfortunately Allison Ruby Johnson [Exe] ↓ Female / 24 Years Old / Meh overall, shorter brown curly hair, darker caramel skin tone & curvy build, light brown eyes, light makeup, 5'7" feet tall & 132 lbs, comfortable clothes/sweatpants or shorts/crop tops and sandals / Seductive, Actress, Player Energy, Objective, Unkind / Neutral Relationship w/ Alessi, dated for a year before breaking up because of differences a year ago / Member of The Scarlet Syndicate Marcus Lyle Lopez [Personal Trainer] ↓ Male / 49 Years Old / Attractive, blonde short faux hawk hairstyle, pale & lean yet muscular, light blue eyes, short blonde mustache and goatee, 6'5" feet tall & 225 lbs, comfortable yet moveable clothing style it varies / Encouraging, Assertive, Strict, Reserved, Calm, Alert / Neutral Relationship w/ Alessi / Member of The Scarlet Syndicate . ---------------------- . Theme Songs: Gangsta - Kehlani Why Do You Love Me - Charlotte Lawrence bellyache - Billie Eilish The Hills - The Weeknd You Don't Own Me - SAYGRACE (ft. G-Eazy) Heathens - Twenty One Pilots Into It - Chase Atlantic Go Fuck Yourself - Two Feet Right Here - Chase Atlantic Dirty Mind - Boy Epic Streets - Doja Cat sex money feelings die - Lykke Li I Feel Like Im Drowning - Two Feet Ain't Shit - Doja Cat Need to Know - Doja Cat Breakfast - Dove Cameron idfc - blackbear Mind Games - Sickick Boss Bitch - Doja Cat Slow Down - Chase Atlantic Die For You - The Weeknd Heaven - Julia Michaels Lights Down Low - Maejor (ft. Waka Flocka Flame) OHMAMI - Chase Atlantic RUNRUNRUN - Dutch Melrose Me and The Devil - Soap&Skin Mount Everest - Labrinth Softcore - The Neighbourhood Panic Room Au/Ra when the party's over - Billie Eilish Love Is a Bitch - Two Feet Infinity - Jaymes Young . Other: "When you make someone fall in love with the darkest parts of you, there's nothing you can do that will scare them away. They will be yours forever because they already love all the fucked up bits and pieces of you." Finally finished! Edited at October 26, 2024 05:37 PM by Journey Acres
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Natalia Juliette Amati . Name Meanings: Natalia - "Birth/Born" Italian Origin Julliete - "Youthful" Italian + French Origin Amati - "Beloved" Italian Origin Nickname(s): Nat, Lia (Lee-ah) Nicknames Given: Open! . Age: 24 Years Old Birth Date: June 29th Gender: Female Sexuality: Heterosexual . ------------------------ . Appearance: Skin - Natalia consitantly holds a warm tone to her skin, one that looks as if she was sun kissed tan but that is just her normal complexion. Natalia was always called a doll growing up, her skin soft and smooth of blemishes, her cheeks always holding a bit of flush. She takes very good care of her skin, as well as the rest of her self. Freckles litter her skin, especially the bridge of her nose, very faintly. Build - Natalia is what some would call and angel's build, a body of a goddess. She stands roughly at 5 Foot 6 Inches, her body shaped with curves but not too much. She does frequent to gym on occasion causing a slightly toned physique but not too much. She weighs roughly 148 lbs. Hair - Natalia takes very good care of her hair, always having it well maintained or styled. Her hair is a deep brown, some natural lighter strands blended throughout. When down it has some relaxed curls, the length reaching just to the middle of her shoulder blades. Eyes - Natalia's eyes are a bright hazel/honey tone. Her right eye having some bluish gray splitting through. Her eyes are a window to her soul, holding so much emotion in them. Some say you could get lost. Tattoos - None Scars - Natalia has a large scar running from the center of her chest, just below her breast, to about an inch above her naval due to past surgeries. (More about it later in role) Birthmarks - Small freckles and dottings along her skin but nothing major. Piercings - Just simple 2 hole piercings on both ears. Jewelry - Natalia loves her necklaces and rings. Normally she is found wearing gold, but can be found wearing silver. She typically wears the following, Voice - Natalia has a strong Italian accent as she was born in the country and moved when she was around 16. She is fluent in Italian, English and French. When she gets frustrated, she tends to naturally switch to Italian. Style - Natalia is a girl of style. She almost always dresses to her best ability unless she is at home. She was raised to look the part at all times. . Personality: Natalia is the sweetest soul you could find in a person. She lives life to its fullest, always holding a smile on her lips to all around. Some who know what her father truly does may question how she is related at all. She tries to find the best in everyone. (More in role) . ------------------------ . Crush: None Significant Other: None for now Exes: 2 . Familial Relations: Enzo Marucio Amati [Father] Male / 59 Years Old / black well-kept hair, tan, brown eyes, clean shaven, 6'5" feet tall, formal dark business clothing / Angry, Irrational, Dominant, / Strong/Neutral Relationship w/ Natalia Enzo is a cruel and unforgiving man to almost everyone, except his daughter. He runs one of the most promient mafia's in the states with ties to those home in Italy. He has no soul. After losing his wife and son in a horrific crash, his main goal in life is to provide and keep his daughter safe, and that means keeping his life a secret. For all Natalia knows, he works for major banking companies as well at their families winery back home. But behind the scenes, the torture and blood on this mans hands would surely scare her away. Natalia loves her father but most of the time feel he is over bearing with it all. Other Affiliations: None that are major, she tends to keep to herself . ---------------------- . Theme Songs: Favourite - Fontaines D.C. I Love You - Fontaines D.C. Nights Like This - The Kid LAROI Freak - Lana Del Ray i'm yours - Isabel LaRosa if you think i'm pretty -Artemas Reflections - The Neighbourhood Vent'anni - Måneskin Coraline - Måneskin La Paura Del Buio - Måneskin Occupation: Surprisingly, Natalia works at a very high end bar/club as a bartender, "The Red Door". She does not need a job but favors working to keep her busy. She is a top favorite, and loves the job she does. She gets to meet many faces and learn all she can about those around her. Edited at October 26, 2024 06:07 PM by ANTIDOTE
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Music filled the air as the bass pounded, sending ripples of vibrations through the ground surrounding the nightclub. The “Red Door” was one of the most popular night destinations for those wanting high class treatment, liquors and entertainment, one that high class men and women visited nightly. It also sat just perfectly on the border of both the Amati and Scarlet Syndicate territory lines, how perfect, a middle ground, no man’s land. The line was almost always wrapped around the building, some dying to get a chance to glance inside, but at last, invitation and rich only. Inside the decor was dark, the only main light coming from above the bars and the deep burgundy lights of the dance floor placed in the middle. Bar top tables and stools lined the walls and open areas, leather couches strewn about as well. Everything read money, from the golden fixtures to the fine marbled counters of the bars. In the back, set above the main area up some stairs were the VIP Lounges, rooms of silence and secrets that only exclusive men and women were privileged to enjoy. The night had just barely started at this fine establishment, but the business was surely booming as customers flooded the dance floor and bars. An employee door opened, letting the rush of warm air from inside mix with the cool, crisp air of the outside world. A slender female stepped inside, the lights inside rippling off her silky brunette hair, her bright eyes looking around to fellow coworkers. Her black cocktail dress fit against her frame, her matching black heels clicking softly against the tiled floor below as she walked to the wall of lockers before her. She gave kind greetings to some coworkers as she slipped her belongings inside her locker, touching up her makeup and running her fingers through her hair before closing the door, a metallic clink sounding. She sighed softly as she made her way to the floor, she knew tonight would be a long night, hell it was a Saturday, everyone and their mother would be out ready to drink and party their wallets away. It was not long before Natalia made her way to her location, the VIP bar. She knew her job, she knew it well and customers preferred her and her crafted drinks. She took pride in it, being able to serve people well enough they came back for more. Natalia was a people person, she craved the knowledge of everyone and everything. She learned so much from simple conversations over the marbled bar top. One person could live a simple Nine to Five life, come here to drink their impending divorce away while the man beside him could be a world renowned traveler, someone who has traveled the world, met tribes in lands never heard of. Not two people were the same in Natalia’s eyes. Every person in that room held stories, secrets, dreams, so much detail that you could never grow bored. Now some may ask what the daughter of the Amati bloodline was doing in a place like this serving drinks, her family was easily wealthy enough to live off of their savings rather than work for money. The answer was simple for Natalia. She wanted nothing to do with a life of banking her father was already swept up in. It was a bore to her, she had no interest. She wanted to live a life of excitement, journey, freedom. She wanted to earn money herself, to keep herself occupied rather than sit alone, being hidden from the world her father saw as cruel. She wanted to meet people who actually knew how to live. Natalia knew better than to let her mind day dream, she had to tend to her job. With that she easily fell into her routine and craft, her steps quick but strategic as she moved around behind the bar and around her fellow coworker. She made conversation with some regulars, her bright smile bringing light to those around, and even bigger tabs. Everything was going well and as usual, maybe tonight would be an easier night. With each passing hour the bar just grew in business, the music growing louder, the air growing humid, the typical night club. Natalia was zoned into her area, keeping a steady flow to keep the customer’s waits down. That was until a manager slipped behind the counter, tapping her shoulder softly to pull her to the side. Natalia looked up quickly as she was pulled from her trance, nodding as she set the last drink down before stepping back. “I've just received word that we will be having a few high end members joining us tonight. I would like you to tend to them in their lounge once they arrive” Marcio said to Natalia, whispering in her ear.
“Me?” Natalia questioned, her head tilting slightly to the side. “Why not Veronica, she’s been here much longer than I?” “Because, you are the most talented, you hold yourself with a professional aura rather than Veronica who uses her looks to cover her half-ass drinks.” Natalia sighed, glancing at Veronica before back to Marcio, giving a small nod. Marcio smiled, handing her an earpiece so she could stay in touch. She was nervous, serving someone so prestige enough that Marcio came down from his office personally tonight? Especially after only working there a few weeks now. She shook her head, placing the earpiece in before going back to her position until she was needed. It was not long until she heard Marcio’s voice in her ear, alerting her that their special guest had arrived at his lounge. She sighed, her fingers growing clammy for a moment before alerting Veronica she was needed elsewhere. Natalia excused herself before making her way upstairs to the lounges. The building felt silent now, the only sound was her heels clicking against the concrete floor as she grew closer and closer to the black silk curtains that created a private space around the lounge. Her golden honey eyes met with those of the body guard standing outside the entrance, his tall frame intimidating as he looked down to her. “I will be serving our guests tonight” She said, keeping her nervous emotions locked up, replacing it with her bright smile. The man glanced her over once more before stepping to the side, opening the curtain for her. Natalia’s frame slipped through the shadows and into the light of the lounge, inside a rounded leather couch sat, chairs on both sides, a glass table in the middle. A cigar box sat as well as crystal glasses on top, the lights dim but not too dark, the club below slightly toned out. Natalia stepped forward, standing straight and tall as she came to a stop. Her golden eyes looked to the men before her, not recognizing any of them before. “Good Evening Gentleman” She said calmly, “My name is Natalia and I will be caring for you tonight, can I start you off with any refreshments?” She asked, her thick Italian accent showing through, her bright smile gracing her red lips. She held her hands softly in front of her as she examined each man, her fox like eyes taking in each and every detail, their faces, how they sat, their attire, any detail she could grasp on to.
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As the evening wind continued its melodious dance, weaving its playful tunes through the bustling crowd steadily growing outside "The Red Door", a renowned nightclub reserved for the elite. The very soul of exclusivity, this establishment boasted opulent features such as shimmering marbled floors, a plethora of specialized bars offering a diverse array of libations, and an atmosphere that exuded affluence from every corner. Yet it wasn't just the extravagant facade that drew the wealthy and glamorous to this venue, but also the eclectic mix of individuals who frequented these premises - a smorgasbord of socialites, celebrities, and power players, each adding their own unique sparkle to the kaleidoscope of personalities that inhabited these hallowed walls. And let's not forget the equally intriguing staff members who moved through the throngs with an air of effortless sophistication, their mere presence elevating the already shimmering ambiance. Truly, "The Red Door" was not just a nightclub; it was a living, breathing entity, a confluence of luxury, intrigue, and excitement that captured the essence of the elite lifestyle, making it a magnet for those seeking a taste of extravagance at its finest. Alessi Caballero, the secondborn son of The Scarlet Syndicate, an infamous mafia organization, had been specifically chosen by his father, the influential boss Aurelio Caballero, to conduct a discreet search within the opulent confines of this upscale establishment. Tasked with identifying potential high-end Amati members that could be of strategic value to their syndicate, Alessi's mission carried a weighty significance within the intricacies of his father's realm of power. Notably, this exclusive nightclub was a hub of uncertain alliances and covert dealings, with Alessi’s father standing as a formidable figurehead alongside his rival mafia counterpart. This very night, Alessi found himself accompanied not only by his trusted friend and fellow syndicate member, Bailey Allen, a familiar face within The Scarlet Syndicate's inner circle but also by his vigilant personal bodyguard and mentor, Marcus Lopez. In this carefully orchestrated operation, Marcus' presence was not only intended to offer tactical guidance and support in the pursuit of valuable connections but also to ensure the young men remained focused on their objective amid the distractions of the lavish setting. At the moment, Alessi, Bailey, and Marcus were driving in a sleek black Lamborghini which was surprisingly common to see driving in this place. The two younger men were in the middle seats of the long car and were warned previously before entering it that there would be better drinks to sip on in the place they were going. Never mind that Less had taken a light shot or two to prepare himself for the night ahead. It took about fifteen minutes of chatter and shots before Marcus called back to them saying they had arrived. He had given the two young men earpieces, barely noticeable once they were placed in their ears. The driver, Bailey's bodyguard, had offered to stay in the car just in case a quick pickup was in order or in case the group found someone. The three men then exited the car, stepping onto the curb to the side of The Red Door. Less noted was how the Lamborghini was driven away to the side parking lot of the nightclub. He nodded to no one in particular before turning back to the other men to the right of him before taking in the exterior of the establishment as the outdoor lights seemed to reflect onto his well-tailored three-piece black suit. “Alright. No funny business, you two.” Marcus’s voice was soft yet still notably commanding as he looked ahead before straightening and walking up the few steps to the front of the nightclub where security was waiting. Alessi nodded but couldn't help but let his head turn toward the young man beside him, who was looking at him before Less was him. A slow, playful smirk crawled its way onto Bailey’s lips, and soon Alessi had to turn his gaze to the ground to remain professional. Marcus had turned out to be quite the good actor when it came to the two bodyguards in front of the entrance. His polite tone had probably gotten him pretty far, but the lie he had told was decent as well. “Marcus Lopez. Just here with my boys as well- they should be on the list as Less and Bear Lopez.” A couple of seconds of silence and growing tension before the guard on the left looked up from his paper, nodded to the other, and moved a couple of feet from the door. “Enjoy your night, Mr.Lopez.” Alessi took a few moments before following the middle-aged man, glancing up at the stocky security guard to his right- and he couldn't tell if they were staring at each other- as the officer was wearing a pair of dark visors. A cool breeze hit Alessi’s face as he entered the establishment and he turned to look around. His eyes took in every detail; every leather couch, the pristine marble floors, the few people who were currently seated at the tables… they must be early. This was a popular spot, wasn't it? Marcus strode up the the small front desk maybe ten or so feet from when the men had entered. He explained in a hushed tone where they should be seated and the younger woman nodded, a pleasant smile on her face as she led them across the downstairs portion of the establishment to the stairs- where a sign for “VIP Member Only!” stood. The young woman explained softly that her colleague would be looking after them tonight and that she should be here fairly soon. Marcus nodded thanks to her and when the two young men behind him didn't as well, he elbowed them in the shoulder- releasing a small wincing sound from both of the boys. “You know what? It wouldn't be so much of a pain for you boys to be respectful to the people serving us.” Marcus’s tone was casual but his eyes read something aggravated as he took a seat on the opposite side of the table from Less and Bailey. “Yeah well- I don't respect will matter at the end of the night anyway. If you think kidnapping is respectable I think you may have a problem up here.” Less gestured to his head, rolling his eyes slightly before looking around the upper story. He heard an amused scoff escape Bailey’s throat and turned to face back to the men. “Keep it dow-” “Are we early? Didn't you say this was a popular spot among the families?” Less cut the man off the a question. And he could tell Marcus was practically fuming and he would definitely be reporting Alessi’s behavior to his father. There were a couple of moments of silence and a small staredown before Marcus nodded, taking one of the cigarettes from the small box on the table and lighting it with a lighter he just so happened to have in his suit pocket. “Not just the families, but the higher class also participate here often. It's actually quite uncommon for us to be here, well you specifically.” Marcus gestured to Less with his head but then quieted down as a voice to the right of the men spoke. Alessi slowly turned, propping his left arm up on the table as he took in the young woman’s appearance before him. She had asked the men if they would need anything and Bailey, of course, was the first one to reply. “Indeed. I’ll have your Royal Martini. And if I could get that little slice of lime on the side that’d be spectacular.” Alessi couldn't help but roll his eyes. Next, Marcus spoke- “If I could get your Classic Daiquiri and just a shot of your lightest liquor.” The blonde man nodded and added, “Thank you, ma’am.” There was a pause before Marcus’s gaze fell on Alessi, nodding to him to order. He cleared his throat before looking up at the pretty waitress. “And I’ll take the Old Fashioned and your Manhattan, if their available. Thank you, love.” Less gave her a soft, charming smile- his eyes still looking her over.
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Natalia listened to each of the men’s requests, taking a mental note. Internally evaluating the drink choice and how they appeared. That was one way of determining people was by their choice of drink. Vodka? Someone who is cheap but wants to get the job done. Tequila? Someone who wants a fun and carefree night. And Old Fashioned or Manhattan? Someone who has some class, sophistication on the outside, but a hidden world deep within. After all the men had made their requests, Natalia gave a small smile and a nod, her golden eyes scanning the closest man, Alessi, once more before she turned to leave. Maybe this night wouldn't be too terrible, they all seemed like well put together men. She loved talking to others, meeting new faces, but the way some men on the lower floors could be so disgusting to women just ruined the meaning. Natalia’s figure disappeared once again, her form slipping through the black curtains to return down to the bar. Her calm collection faltered slightly, anxiety nipping at her chest. She didn't want to mess this all up. Anyone that could be privileged enough to have one of the lounges were people of high standards and cause, celebrities, millionaires, who knows. Natalia had grown up being taught not to make a fool of herself, there were always people watching. It was something that always stuck at the back of her mind, making her question her actions as she heard her father’s stern voice. Making her way back to the bar, Natalia slipped behind the counters. As she began to mix the assortment of liquors, filling up the crystal glassware saved just for the VIP lounges, Veronica slid up beside her with a grin across her red lips. Natalia glanced over and gave her a small chuckle before looking back to the drinks in her hands. “What are you up to?” Natalia questioned with a smile as she garnished the Manhattan she had just finished. “You are quite the lucky one getting to serve those handsome ass men up there.” Veronica teased with a chuckle as she wiped down some liquid from the countertop. “Veronica, they are customers.” Natalia began to explain as she finished up the final drink, setting a small plate on the tray as well with a slice of lime. “Customers who paid a lotttt of money to be up there being served by the loneliest bartender here.” “I am here to work, not to try and find some drunk guy to take home.” Natalia replied with a chuckle as she lifted the tray of drinks. “You can gladly have them all” she reassured her coworker with a smile as she made her way back up to the lounge. The bodyguard held the curtain open for her as she came back from the shadows outside into the dim lighting, visible to the customers once more. Her form moved to the table before the men, carefully setting the tray upon the table as she handed out their drinks. “Royal Martini, with a side of lime.” She began, placing the crystal glassware before Bailey. “Classic Daiquiri, with a shot of our house Cachaça.” She continued, “And an Old Fashioned and Manhattan.” As she set Alessi’s drinks down, her honey toned orbs met his for a moment, a small smile tugging at the corner of her deep red lips before she stood tall once more. Her cheeks gained just a hint of color, her cheekbones holding a soft pink hue. Natalia grabbed the tray and moved herself towards the back of the room where a small counter was, a spot for the servers to wait in case the customers needed anything. It was her job to just stand quietly, be pretty and grab drinks and that is what she intended to do. She settled herself to the side, waiting patiently as the men mingled, her eyes looking to anything that could keep her busy. It wasn’t her business to divulge in their conversation, so for now admiring the flowers that were intricately bundled on the side table would do. Natalia brushed a strand of brunette hair that had fallen, her rings catching the light softly. She stood tall, keeping a proper posture, listening to the bass of the music below. She couldn't help herself from taking a few glances to the men seated just a few feet away, her eyes scanning over them once more, especially Alessi.
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Alessi had caught the young woman looking him over but his head turned before she could meet his eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Marcus’s subtle nod the the lady before she walked away. Less turned his head slightly, his eyes following her figure until the group of men were the only ones in the room. Well… they were sitting far enough away from any of the other beings that may be close enough to listen in on any conversation they may have. Alessi took a mental note that there weren't any completely visible cameras about either, perfect- but they would still need to keep things down. The young, black-haired man cleared his throat somewhat quietly- crossing his left leg over his right in a figure-four lock. He slowly leaned in so his right elbow rested on the wooden table, his eyes looking over his colleague and instructor. “Is there anyone here that's caught your eye, Less? Aside from the waitress, obviously…” Bailey's eyes met Less’s, a cocky smile lifting on the sides of his lips. Alessi scoffed quietly and shook his head, his eyes heading toward the ceiling briefly before looking back to the young man. “No, Bear. Nobody has been of any important notice to myself.” A pause. “Lopez- anyone caught your eye?” Alessi was the one to ask this particular question. Another pause radiated across the table before Marcus replied. “Our waitress…” Less watched as Bailey’s face morphed into something like disgust. “Man, that fucked up- I didn't know you liked younger wome-” Marcus’s hand shot up and immediately stopped Bailey’s comment. He chuckled softly and shook his head, “I don’t. I meant that she reminded me of someone… I can’t point it out. But she seems oddly familiar.” - The men continued to speak about who the young woman may be related to. After a while of trying to decipher the answer, and no luck figuring out anything- the men quieted down. Alessi glanced over just in time to see the brown-haired man softly gesture with his chin to where the sound of heels clicking against the marble flooring was getting closer. Less turned to see the mystery girl holding their drinks on a tray, distributing them between the three men. As she set down Alessi’s beverages, the pretty young woman’s eyes fell onto his. He held her gaze for a couple of milliseconds before she looked away, a small smile on her lips before she turned away- walking to the back of the room where she seemed to settle herself. Alessi watched her silently for a moment before Marcus’s hushed voice brought him back to reality. “Alright then, if you're drawn to her- you get to figure out who the hell she is.” He gestured for Alessi to get up and the young man's eyes widened slowly as he sat lower into his seat. He took a slow sip of the Manhattan that was made actually quite well, before placing the glass down carefully and biting the inside of his cheek. “Absolutely not. You were the one to point her out in the first plac-” He was cut off by the blonde- one again. God, he'd need to ask his father to have a talk to Marcus about interrupting...good lord. “Yeah, but you'd feel kind of uncomfortable if you were a young woman and an older man came up to you and started asking more personal questions, wouldn't you? I think it would be far less intimidating for someone around her age to approach her, don't you think?” There was another long pause, Alessi’s eyes narrowed at Marcus before Less stood abruptly- sliding out of his seat, flipping the man off, and turning around with a growl-like scoff, making his way to the back of the VIP area. He forced himself to relax his shoulders and stand straight, posture is one of the greatest auras you can hold physically, as his mother would say. As Alessi neared the table in which the woman was seated he let a charming smile onto his lips, running a hand through his messy black hair as he spoke. “So, how long has a pretty young woman like yourself been working for The Red Door? I don't think I’ve ever seen you here before- but again, I don't come here as often as I should.”
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Natalia began to drift off after examining the men, her eyes looking to anything in the room that held details. The flowers, the way the light illuminated the silk strands on the curtains, even the details in the artwork around the walls. She wanted to be back downstairs where she was familiar, talking to people of all different styles, not stuck here in silence as she waited. She could hear her own thoughts in that corner as she stood alone, only looking occasionally in case the men may need another drink. They had caught her attention a bit that night, they were polite, well kept….quiet. One of her strong suits was reading people, and to her they were easy. They all kept their discussions hushed, the way they would lean just a bit to speak to one another showed they were speaking in secret. Every movement of their brow when they spoke, the twitch in their hand gestures, she took in all details. Natalia pulled herself away before she could get caught, it wasn’t like she was trying to spy, it was just her nature. She was raised to observe everyone and everything, little did she know the reason why or how her father was so good at it. As a child when her and her family were out and about, he would test her here and there. Telling her to observe nearby people, tell him what she thought. His excuse was the world was a dangerous place and you had to be aware of everything, especially a woman. She was now the opposite of her father. She used her eyes to find the good in people while he searched for evil. Natalia had been glancing down to her hand, softly adjusting the golden rings that sat on her slender fingers when she soon heard faint footsteps approaching. Her eyes looked up from her hand to see Alessi nearing her table. Quickly she stood, yelling at herself in the back of her mind. She had become distracted, did they try to call her over and she didn't hear? She was there to serve them and here she was daydreaming. Her bright eyes widened just a bit as she brushed the bottom of her dress down. Though Alessi neared with a charming smile, instantly her mind began to think she had messed up. “I…” was all that could escape her lips before he began to speak, asking how long she had worked there. Not only did his words catch her off guard as well as the small compliment, those deep blue eyes of his locked on to her own. They looked like fine cut gems in this lighting, boring holes into hers as he waited for her reply. It took her just another moment before she blinked, looking away towards the others for just a second. She wasn’t in trouble. A slight flush began to nip at her cheekbones before she looked back to Alessi, her smile returning softly. “Only a few weeks, but my first day doing any work for the Lounge” She explained, looking back to his eyes. She scanned his face slightly, noticing the scar across his cheek and one that pulled over his lip. Of course he wouldn’t have seen her before, she was usually with those considered “Lower Class”, serving the bustling bar tops downstairs. Someone of his apparent standing would have easily glanced passed her without a second look. “Do you need another drink?” She asked as she stood, straightening her posture. This was work, not a mingling party. “I'm sorry if I became distracted, I can run down real quick and grab some more” She apologized. She wasn’t used to true conversation, although she loved to know people, she usually kept to herself outside of casual chit chat when mixing drinks. Her mind did not cue her in on the fact that maybe, he truly wanted to speak with her.
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Alessi had stopped a few feet away from the young woman, his eyes flickering down her frame. He hadn't really had enough time to completely take in the woman's appearance before. He had to admit… she was attractive. His eyes lingered a moment too long on the curves her black cocktail dress accentuated nicely. Her hair was long and silky looking- well taken care of, which was respectable- with the color of chocolate, not too light and not too dark. It was long enough to cascade down her back, reminding Less of a waterfall. He took a few moments more to study her face as she spoke. Her jawline was well-defined and she had more of a diamond face shape, her skin close to perfect aside from the couple of small moles that actually complimented the woman quite nicely. She had a sharper button nose and high cheekbones. The feature that struck him most though, was her eyes. Alessi hadn't seen anything like them, half honey brown and half icy blue… he realized he was staring and quickly blinked, his posture straightening as he rested his left elbow to prop himself up against the table next to him. He noted the slow increase of a rosy color flushed across her cheeks, causing his smirk to widen into a grin as he chuckled, shaking his head as she apologized. Why on earth was she apologizing…? “Oh no, don't apologize. I think two drinks are enough for me tonight. My brother may be a different story, but I’m sure he is alright for now.” His gaze remained unyielding as it locked onto her, the intensity and oddly comforting gaze of Less's eyes unwavering. In an almost imperceptible movement, they briefly flickered down to the nametag she carried with her, absorbing the information before returning to meet her gaze once again. He made a conscious decision to shift the conversation in a different direction, preferring to steer away from discussing his "family" if the opportunity arose. “So, Natalia, is it? I apologize in advance for the horrible memory,” He chuckled lightly before continuing, “Whenever I do come around to this particular place, I do make an attempt to get to know the person or multiple people serving me and my accompanies. I've made a great deal of confidantes that way,” He paused for a moment, his smile relaxing somewhat as he seemed to continue to take Natalia in- her subtle moments, how she messed with the thin golden rings on her fingers every once in a while, the eye contact that the two held… “I would love to get to know you better,” His mouth formed into something like a cautious expression, a somewhat uncomfortable chuckle leaving his lips as he scratched the back of his neck, feeling the fabric of his well-tailored suit on his fingertips and adjusting the lapels with a glance up at the woman in front of him. “Even if it's just a few back-and-forth questions- I mean to make a good impression with the workers in such as high-end environment.” He looked behind him briefly and noticed the gaze of Marcus on the two of them, he turned back to Natalia, leaning in slightly with a breathy and well-practiced embarrassed chuckle. “My father may also be trying to set me up with someone…? So I came over here to make sure I didn't start an unpleasant conversation with him about how I shouldn't be coming up to you because it may be weird. I would be forever grateful if you'd just go along with a little chat, just so he thinks I’m doing…something I suppose.” He repositioned himself so he was sitting in a higher chair, his ankles crossing as he folded his arms across his chest, ruffling his hair once more. Questions…what were some questions- “You mentioned you are newer to the whole barista job- would you mind me asking why you started? You look to be doing quite well overall,” He nodded in approval at her elegant dress and other accessories; it appeared to be of high quality and gave off an expensive vibe. Alessi didn't want to assume though… “So possibly a family job? For fun maybe?”
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Something about his eyes were somewhat comforting as he reassured her there was no need to apologize or run off to grab more drinks. She smiled softly and nodded, brushing back another stray strand on hair. She should have pulled it back tonight, the wild curls starting to do as they please. She took a quiet breath as his eyes slipped ever so quickly to her nametag and back, and as he confirmed her name she nodded. Why was she nervous? It could be that there was a man her age, who was quite handsome, was talking to her. With the way her last relationship ended, it brought just a sense of guard, that she should stay quiet about herself. He would like to get to know her better? She looked away slightly as her cheeks flushed once again. Oh how much she hated it. Why now did it feel so hard to converse? Had it truly been this long since someone had wanted to know her? To hear what she had to say rather than observe and listen to others? She listened to him explain how his father was trying to set him up with someone, a small chuckle escaping her red lips as he held his mask well. She believed it all, he held his lies back well enough she could not see through. “I think I could handle a bit of a chat, maybe throw in a few laughs to throw him off, make it seem like you're enjoying my company much more” she said with a smile, her nerves softening, shoulder falling just a bit. “I know the feeling though, my father has tried several times to have me meet people. Plenty of awkward dinners” she added with a nervous chuckle. Natalia watched as he settled himself in the higher chair, his arms crossing gently over his chest, his eyes still seeming to catch hers. She had to admit, he was very attractive, but he also seemed so calm, he held himself with a distinguishable aura. Natalia adjusted her seat a bit, crossing her leg over her knee, resting her arms against the table. She tried to give off a look that the two were having an enjoyable conversation, trying to help him out a bit. She watched as his eyes glanced over her appearance once more, noting the quality items she wore. She smiled and looked down to her rings that wrapped her fingers, moving one around slightly with her thumb. “Oh definitely not a family job, my father actually despises me being here. Says it’s not a place made for a lady” she said with a chuckle, her eyes looking back up to his. “I honestly was tired of doing nothing, I wanted to get out, make as much as a living as I can by my own work rather than just family inheritance” she explained. “It’s not fair for one to be handed things their whole life, so I decided to find an enjoyable job, which this has been so far.” “What about you? You clearly have an interesting story as you are here and in the lounge? Quite impossible to snatch a spot” She asked, her head tilting ever so slightly as she smiled.
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