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Post by Korso Marcello on Jul 2, 2017 22:47:18 GMT -6
Gaston Leroux's 1910 french novel Le Fantôme de l'Opéra (The Phantom of the Opera) was adapted into a hit musical that was touring the United States for the first time. Naturally tickets were expensive for such an elegant production, but Korso, having once spoiled his late wife with dozens of theatrical dates, could not pass up the opportunity to witness this highly rated performance. He considered bringing a date for the occasion, but never imagined that he'd be giving up his spare ticket to a professional assassin.
In the center of the marvelous Lincoln Theater room was a large spetacular chandelier, made from gold and decoraded with hanging crystals. It was enough to light the entire theatre, but could not touch the shadowy corner of the room where Don Korso's private booth sat. Seated in his private booth, Korso, dressed in a fine tuxedo, kept his eyes on the large stage, his clasped hands in front of his mouth as if he was in deep thought.
Suddenly the door opened. One of his two guards from outside flagged Nikki to enter.
"We patted her down, boss, no weapons found." Korso notcied a fresh bruise on his guard's face, likely recieved by Nikki during the pat down for obvious reasons.
"Very well," said Korso, presenting an empty red seat next to his. "Come sit, Miss Nikki. We have much to discuss."
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Post by Nikki Valli on Jul 8, 2017 10:10:03 GMT -6
Nikki finished up getting ready. She put her bright red lipstick on before she finally left her house. Tonight she was wearing a silky white dress that had some jewel embellishments around her waist of the dress. The top of her dress was a very low V that showed off her cleavage very well. Making it clear she wore nothing underneath it. Though she hated wearing bras, so the dress was a good fit to her, even if it was white. She would've preferred black, but she knew how people loved to dress bright when going to an opera. And she had to fit in. Thankfully no one would ever dare wear something low cut. So she would still be able to stand out. Her hair was up tonight in a little curled updo with a nice little headpiece that went with the embellishment on her dress. As for her heels, they were simple white ones. She was quite shocked with herself for getting so dressed up, she wouldn't have blinked twice at how she looked. But the fact she was meeting Don Korso himself caused her to look a bit presentable. Though she already knew she was going to have to get pat down to make sure she wasn't carrying any weapons. So that already pissed her off, cause she had to leave her favorite gun back home. Nikki arrived at the theater and walked up the steps to get to where Korso was. She was immediately stopped which caused her to roll her eyes. She held up her hands in a mocking way. "Don't worry boys I haven't brought any weapons this time," Nikki said before she felt one of the guards grab her butt a little too hard. This made her turn around and give the man a big slap on his face. "Touch me like that again and I will find a weapon to beat your ass with," Nikki retorted, "Now bring me in, if I had a weapon it would show with this dress," Nikki said as she forced the guard to bring her in. She walked in and gave the man one last cold glare, daring him to do anything smart. Of course he didn't and she was able to finally sit down next to Korso. "You need to train your men how to treat a lady," Nikki said as she crossed her right left over her left knee. She then turned to him and smirked a little. "I wouldn't have guessed you as a man who loved opera," Nikki said as she leaned back in her chair a little. (Her whole outfit - here )
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Post by Korso Marcello on Jul 8, 2017 10:46:42 GMT -6
She walked in and gave the man one last cold glare, daring him to do anything smart. Of course he didn't and she was able to finally sit down next to Korso. "You need to train your men how to treat a lady," Nikki said as she crossed her right left over her left knee. She then turned to him and smirked a little. "I wouldn't have guessed you as a man who loved opera," Nikki said as she leaned back in her chair a little. "My apologies," said Korso, hiding the fact that he ordered them to do a thorough search on her; she was an outspoken assassin after all. He scanned her body, particularly the chest part, pleased with his date's self-presentation, but reframed himself from getting too comfortable around her. "I wouldn't have guessed you as a man who loved opera,""I have an appreciation for the arts, particularly music," said Korso, who backed up his claim by pointing to his talented daughter, Charlotte, as an example. When it came to Aria though, he never understood where he went wrong with her. He could've sworn she'd be a famous actress, unfortunately, fate pushed her towards selling flowers. "I'm still adjustin' to today's kind of music, but opera...timeless."The lights of the theatre started to dim, a sign that the show was ten minutes away from beginning. With a deep breath, face forward, looking to the corner of his eyes, looking at her legs. "I trust that you won't do anything stupid," said Korso, now in his business tone. "However, I must remind you that I have men posted near every exit, some are sitting at the balcony across from us, watching yer every move." Two men were indeed seated at the private booth across from them, one with his hand in his coat, likely holding onto a pistol, and the other held a pair of binoculars to his eyes, staring back to Korso. "I just want to be honest before we continue with this meeting, that's all, doll."
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Post by Nikki Valli on Jul 8, 2017 11:13:48 GMT -6
Nikki nodded her head to his answer. Sadly she wasn't one of the Opera. She normally didn't like the stories they told, especially Phantom of the Opera. But she wasn't going to go into that today, she got this ticket for free. So she would give the Opera a chance. But she made sure to be comfortable just in case the show made her want to gag. Though when he spoke about adjusting to today's kind of music, she chuckled. "Soundin' like a old man there, Korso. I thought you would enjoy today's music since your daughter likes to sing it," Nikki said as she scanned the theater, looking at all the kinds of people that were there. A few people she knew, some clients. But she made sure to not be seen. She wasn't in the mood to take orders today.
"I trust that you won't do anything stupid,"
Nikki's frown came faster than her smile, she listened to him and looked every guard he told her about. "If I had wanted to do something stupid, Bub, I would've done it by now," Nikki retorted as she stood up and went to the balcony and turned around and leaned against it. Not really caring that she was suppose to be sitting right now. Her back leaned against the balcony, while her arms were outstretched and her hands grabbing on the railing. Blocking the guard's view.
"And to let you know, Doll, even if I don't have weapons I have other ways to defend myself. So I trust you won't doing anything stupid as well?" Nikki asked in a rhetorical way, while emphasizing the nickname he just gave her. Showing him she did not like that nickname. She wasn't a Doll and nor would she ever be. "Now how about we both drop the tough act and get to business, shall we?" Nikki asked before she went back and sat next to him. "I promise to be on my best behavior," She said, giving him her word just then.
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Post by Korso Marcello on Jul 8, 2017 11:36:40 GMT -6
"And to let you know, Doll, even if I don't have weapons I have other ways to defend myself. So I trust you won't doing anything stupid as well?" Korso raised an eyebrow, he caught her condescending tone and snorted. He never intended to make this meeting into a date, but now there was no fat chance of that happening. From her response, it sounded like she was ready to begin the talks. "I want names," said Korso, straight to the point. "Each and every client of yers that put a hit on MY men."
Korso assured her that no retribution would fall upon her, she was just doing her job after all when she took their lives. In the criminal underworld, it was as natural as rain. But assassins were not gods, they could get the job done, but nothing could keep their lips tight about their employers. Now that Korso made his demands, he waited for her to respond. What would it take for her to get her lips moving? Lips, he thought, eyeing hers. Soft, red, yet deadly. He had many girls throughout the years, but women like Nikki were so few and so hard to find. Why did she have to be a sharp minded assassin? Korso asked himself, feeling remorse for the lost opportunity, but hoped to find a business-related victory from this meeting. Better than nothing.
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Post by Nikki Valli on Jul 8, 2017 13:32:51 GMT -6
Nikki looked at him when he demanded for the names of her clients. She smirked and opened her hand purse to take out the list of names. She put the paper between her two fingers and held it out to him. "I even included a few people who placed a hit on you as well. Just to show you who is after you. They are nothing but lower class, but I am pretty sure you recognize some of them. They owe you money after all," Nikki said as he took the paper from her fingers and read it. He seemed pretty shock at some, while at others not so much. She closed her purse and placed it back on her lap as she now looked away from Korso.
"Now let's talk about you hiring me as your own assassin. Cause I assure you if I don't get hired by you, I'll go back to my own business," Nikki said, getting straight to her point. Though she watched as the lights got dimmer and the spotlight went onto the stage. She listened to everyone getting quiet as the show began. But she wasn't interested in the show. Already she could feel herself grow bored, but she promised to give it a chance.
"We'll continue this discussion during intermission,"
Nikki looked at him and could instantly see that he was stalling, which made her roll her eyes. So she made herself comfortable and watched the first half.
It seemed like forever, but intermission finally started. Nikki still didn't like the story, but she was very impressed with the singing. But when she saw Korso starting to get up, she got up and pinned him onto his seat. Moving quicker than him. She looked down at him, her blue eyes staring into his own blue ones. "I want my answer before you get up from this seat," Nikki said as she didn't move an inch, even when his guards got close to them. But they couldn't do anything, they could only watch as she kept Korso in his seat.
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Post by Korso Marcello on Jul 8, 2017 13:49:20 GMT -6
When Korso received the list he was a bit surprised. A deal had not been reached, yet there she was giving him exactly what he wanted. His admiration for her grew, but when his eyes hit the paper he felt a sour taste in his mouth. Several of the names on the list were people that had once welcomed Korso and his family to dinner, others were no surprises, but the fact that they were willing to pay for an assassin rather than paying him made him a little jealous. Just how good is this woman?She now made her request: a job within Korso's business. He could've easily given her a response, but by the time she finished her question the show was already beginning. Out of respect for the performance, he asked her to wait until the intermission. From that moment on his entire focus was on the play, the music, the stage. The evening progressed with Korso enjoying the production. On the outside he projected his straight face, but on the inside he felt like the young romantic man he once was, who couldn't wait to share an evening at the theatre with his wife. When the intermission arrived, he said nothing and began to rise when Nikki suddenly launched herself onto his seat and prevented him from leaving without proceeding with their deal. Korso's guards by the door were starting to approach, but by just lifting his hand they stopped in their tracks. The Don stared back into her eyes, fired up. "I was goin' to get two drinks for us, to celebrate my latest hire," said Korso, unable to stop himself from smirking. "Is that all right?" With that said, he stood up and fixed his tie. "I can tell that this place ain't yer cup o' tea. We can go wherever ya want after this to make up for it," said Korso, now in a lighter mood.
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Post by Nikki Valli on Jul 8, 2017 14:12:14 GMT -6
Nikki smirked when she heard his response. "As long as you don't take it back once I remove myself," She said as she backed away when he stood up. Though she couldn't help but find it attractive at how close he was when he stood up. He had forced her out of his way just like how she forced him to stay seated. It could already be seen they were going to fight for dominance, and she kind of liked that idea. "No it is not my cup of tea, I rather be anywhere but here.. Maybe, your penthouse?" Nikki said as a glint of mischievous peered into her eyes.
Nikki had heard about the penthouse he brought his whores to. She had heard how grand it was, and she wanted to check it out. Though some would say she was trying to get herself in his bed, but that was not the case. She loved seeing grand things, it amused and excited her. It was why she crashed extravagant parties, so she could feel like she was rich. You would think she'd be rich with her clients, but she had to sometimes cut down the price if they weren't well off clients. Something she did a little too much, but it was how she got her brand started and how she got new clients every day. So she wouldn't complain. But she was ready to get out of it and get more money.
She moved away from Korso and walked away from slightly, showing she was ready to get the drink with him. "We can discuss payment in a more private area, don't want your men to feel threatened," She said with a smirk before she looked at the man she slapped. He gave her a glare which made her smirk get wider. But she looked away from him and went back looking at Korso. "And I'll have whatever you are having," Nikki said as she loved hard drinks, and Korso looked like someone who liked hard drinks.
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Post by Korso Marcello on Jul 8, 2017 14:45:55 GMT -6
"No it is not my cup of tea, I rather be anywhere but here.. Maybe, your penthouse?" Nikki said as a glint of mischievous peered into her eyes.
Korso's mind went straight to sex, but he knew better than to let someone as mysterious and crafty as her into his sanctuary. He wouldn't give her an answer right away, at least not until he could feel her out and shed some light on to her motivations. Actually gettin' to know a girl before havin' sex? God knows it's been years.
"We can discuss payment in a more private area, don't want your men to feel threatened," She said with a smirk before she looked at the man she slapped. He gave her a glare which made her smirk get wider. But she looked away from him and went back looking at Korso. "And I'll have whatever you are having."
Korso replied, "How 'bout that drink ya had back at the lounge's opening? They say ya can learn 'lot 'bout someone by what they drink."
He started to lift his elbow and arm for her to take it, a common reaction to had when leading a girl to a bar, but he stopped, realizing that this woman before him wasn't likely to go along with the norms.
So with that he led her to the downstairs bar area where they shared drinks and swapped stories about their favorite bar room moments, such as when Korso, once a young and drunken man, ended up beating up a poor defenseless college student, who years later would become a state senator who would take orders from Korso from time to time.
They returned to their seats in time to witness the second half of the production. By the end of it all the Don felt more comfortable with letting Nikki accompany him to his penthouse but remained on-guard.
*The following takes place at Korso's penthouse (4th floor of the Moonlight Lounge)*
Korso welcomed her into his penthouse, an entire home constructed above the Moonlight Lounge, including a living room, game room, kitchen, master bedroom, two bathrooms, and a private meeting room at the end of the main hall. As usual, two men were posted outside the penthouse to guard it.
After turning on the lights, Korso led her into the living room and asked her where she wanted to chat.
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Post by Nikki Valli on Jul 12, 2017 18:03:13 GMT -6
Nikki and Korso had some nice conversations, one included Korso beating up a college student. That college student became a state senator who now took orders from him. It made Nikki laugh before she shared a story of her own. She told him how one of her ex-clients thought it would be a good idea to try to put a hit on her, to hide what he had done. And when she finally got a hit on him, she ended him life before he could even blink. Showing she hated people who backstabbed her.
After a few more stories, they went back to watch the opera. Nikki was bored, but she found some scenes entertaining. But it was still not her cup of tea. Though it was worth it, cause by the end of the opera, Korso told her he would bring her to his penthouse. Which made her smirk. She was glad she was getting a bit of trust from the man. But she was more excited to see if his penthouse was really as glam as some of his whores said it was.
So when the arrived, Nikki raised her eyebrows at how grand it was. "Well it seems the rumors are true. You do live a glamorous life. Perhaps I should live here," Nikki said making a joke as she continued to scan the place. It looked like a single house than a little penthouse. It clearly exceeded her expectations. She only stopped looking when Korso asked her where she wanted to chat. They were in the living room currently. So she walked over to his big couch and sat on it.
"Here will be fine," Nikki said as she crossed her legs and leaned back. "You have exceeded my expectations for this place.. I knew you live a grand lifestyle, but I had no idea it was even grander. You really are a powerful man," Nikki said as she smirked at him, complimenting him.
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Post by Korso Marcello on Jul 12, 2017 18:56:28 GMT -6
The Don, with a pleased smile, felt confident enough to join her on the couch. "I won't lie; I can have whatever I want, whenever I want..." He made his gaze on her legs very obvious. "...and whoever I want." Before she could throw back some kind of snarky comment, Korso chose to pour her a glass of red wine that was left out for them by his butler before their arrival. "The problem with power is that everybody wants a piece of it, in every which way," said Korso, now pouring himself a glass, dropping a not-so-subtle sexual hint. "The key is to not disappoint them, to in fact exceed their expectations. If a piece of my power is what they want, then I better giv'em a reason to be hungry for more."
He handed one filled glass to her. "Nikki, ya officially made it to a position that others would kill, literally, to get to."
He tapped the rim of his glass against hers. "To a beautiful relationship," said Korso, before taking a hearty sip. After basking in the taste he lowered his glass and tried to get his mind back on track. "Now, onto business..."
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Post by Nikki Valli on Jul 12, 2017 19:24:26 GMT -6
"I won't lie; I can have whatever I want, whenever I want... And whoever I want."
Nikki watched his gaze go to her legs, causing her right eyebrow to raise. She lifted her head for a remark, but he started pouring a glass of wine, interrupting her. She watched him do this and listened to him as she spoke once more. And she heard every sexual remark he made to her, causing her to laugh a little to herself. This was getting even more exciting by the minute. For she wouldn't lie, she kind of liked having this man flirt with her.
She took the glass from him before tapping it gently against his before taking a sip from it. And Nikki took one more sip before Korso put his drink down before speaking once more.
"Now, onto business..."
A smirk twitched at the end of her lips as she stared at Korso, completely knowing what he meant by that. Her eyes then looked him up and down before she tilted her head slightly to the right. "What type of business are we talking about here?" Nikki asked as she leaned back against the couch once more. This made the V cut in her dress widen a little, giving Korso a bit of a better look at her cleavage.
And even though she was smirking, Nikki was surprised that Korso was making an advancement towards her. Yeah it was a good thought of having Korso in bed, but she knew thought he'd be more professional with her. But that didn't mean she wouldn't play along.
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Post by Korso Marcello on Jul 14, 2017 13:23:03 GMT -6
"Ya know, I think we have a lot in common, yous an' I," said Korso, inching his face closer to her. "You probably can get whatever ya want too, which makes ya a powerful adversary. So...I wonder how two powerful people can work together..." His eyes publicly veered towards the hall that led to the bedroom. "Let's find out, hm?" Not awaiting her response, he took her wine glass set both down on the table then took her hand and led her up from the sofa towards the hall. Normally he'd have the girl thrown over his shoulder and making it less of a 'request,' but he knew he had to watch himself around this professional assassin; one wrong move could end his life, which is why he was comforted by his one golden rule for sleeping with new women. He led Nikki to the bedroom, a carpeted room that featured a tall glass window which overlooked the city. It was a wide room but contained plenty of empty space. He had a king sized bed, two chairs and a small table by the window, and then an antique clothes trunk beside the bed. On the opposite end of the room was a door that led to a private bathroom, equipped with a tub, separate shower, and powder table. Obviously, this room was made for mostly one thing. After giving her a ten-second tour, he asked her to sit on the edge of the bed while he reached under the bed and pulled out a black leather suitcase. He popped it open with the outer top part facing Nikki, counseling the contents inside from her view. He shuffled around what sounded like rattling chains and 'clings' of metal hitting one another. At last, he pulled out a pair of steel handcuffs before shutting the case down and kicking it under his bed. He noticed Nikki's judgmental stare, forcing a sigh out of him. "Something fer every type o' woman I bring here," he said with a smirk. "I aim to please." He swung the cuffs around his index finger as he confidently checked out Nikki's body. "I have one rule though for newcomers. I ain't gettin' myself all relaxed an' open until these cuffs are on yer hands. I do this fer all girls the first few times...especially with those in yer profession," he stated as he approached, almost expecting her to comply with his demands.
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Post by Nikki Valli on Jul 15, 2017 2:34:23 GMT -6
Nikki lowered her face a little when Korso inched his closer as he spoke to her. She watched his eyes move to the hallway that lead to the bedroom. This made her look down the hallway as well before looking back at him with a slight smirk. Even though this had taken her off guard, Nikki was going to play along. Plus she liked how he asked her in such a way that he just knew she wouldn't say no. An normally she would say no, but he was being a smooth talker. And she liked smooth talkers.
But before she could even reply he took her glass from her hand, placed it on the table and then took her head. He then slowly brought her up and lead her down the hall. She walked with him into the bedroom, where she was once again surprised at how grand his room but. Though she smirked at the thought of how many women that were brought up here. The room was made for sleeping and for entertaining guests. She put her right hand on her waist as he gave her tour before he lead her to the bed.
That's where sat, leaned back to put all of her weight on her hands before crossing her right leg over her left once more. She watched him reach under the bed and pull out a leather suitcase. Her eyebrows raised at the rattling chains and metals clashing together. The hell is this man into? She thought to herself as she did not think he'd be into that type of stuff. But the moment he pulled out handcuffs, her impressed expression faltered.
Now she gave him a glare.
"Something fer every type o' woman I bring here, I aim to please. I have one rule thought for newcomers. I ain't gettin' myself all relaxed an' open until these cuffs are on yer hands. I do this fer all girls the first few times...especially with those in yer profession."
Her glare got colder the moment he stopped talking. "You put those cuffs around me Bub, and we are going to have a problem," She said as she watched Korso's smirk turn into a frown. "I'm not one of those girls that will just take that. My hands stay free," Nikki said in a almost demanding tone. Something she saw didn't sit well with Korso. This made her laugh a little before she looked away then looked back at him. She almost wanted to make fun of him, but she knew when to keep her mouth shut. And this was not the time to poke fun.
Nikki smirked at him when she saw him getting frustrated and proceeded to lean back on her hands. Then decided to open her legs a little for him, giving him a tease. But she made sure to show she would not back down. She saw she was getting to him, which meant she was gonna pull on it until she won.
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Post by Korso Marcello on Jul 15, 2017 14:47:23 GMT -6
Korso's excitement died with her refusal to comply. He was so used to being the dominant one in every situation, especially in the bedroom. On many occasions, he felt safe with the women he brought into the room, and the cuffs were more of a way of him establishing their roles. But Nikki was different. She wasn't dropping her guard, even with regard to Korso's power and position. Getting her to comply was like playing a tense game of poker against a pro, who knew just about every trick in the book. Thus, he had to be more stern:
"Then how can I be assured ya won't pull a knife outta yer ass an' get me?" asked Korso, speaking like someone who'd experienced such attempts on his life. He gave her the ultimatum: "Listen, just swallow yer pride an' put these cuffs on, or else this, this ain't happenin', doll."
The defiant woman again refused, but she did not get up and leave as he expected. Had she done that, Korso would've decided to just keep their relationship as it was: a professional one. He wouldn't have been too upset. There were plenty of prostitutes working in his circle that would suffice for the evening. But she didn't leave. She didn't say it wasn't going to happen. She instead opened her legs and gave him a naughty look, the kind that drives a man to desperation. It was like putting an oasis in front of a man who'd been traveling days under the desert sun surviving on the inferior taste of cactus water. How the hell could he resist the smooth, luscious legs before him? The soft strawberry red lips that begged to be kissed? The exposed chest and longed to be pressed against another's body.
She was seeing his bluff, an' he could not pretend any longer.
"Oh, yer askin' fer it now, babe," growled Korso like a tiger who then pounced at his prey. Before they knew it he was on top of her and grabbing her wrist, readying to snap one cuff on her.
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