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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Nov 18, 2011 23:25:54 GMT -5
She found herself to be entering as she stared at the simplicity of the garden. The way the umbrellas shielded the light. It was beautiful, and yet poetical. A smile curled her face as she started to look at how the waiters dressed and decorated to her liking the mood of the secret party. Secret because she did not want her husband to know . Hidden because she did not want anybody else to know.
A personal invitation had to be forwarded to her. If she knew anything there was a sudden vagueness which struck her. Maybe she was mad for disobeying at all. Maybe her true purpose for this action of secrets and lies was to make her husband feel at least something for her. Something other then just emotions splattered on a plate. She was feeling choked even to say or to think about him.
But yet how could she when she found her heart blackened and then hit by a thorn. She was also trying to find some solution to the problem. Gin and the spirits could help her. But yet a fire surged through he body. She wanted to cancel the whole thing. Yet the thought of a pissed off Richard made her smile. A smile that she could murder. But murdering her husband could not lead her to anywhere new.
But yet pissing him off and him finding about a secret party well that was more fulfilling than the last bit of revenge that she had applied. After all revenge always tasted better hot than cold. Hot was what she was striving. Seeing one of the waiter bow at her and hand her a biscuit .She smiled as she took one and took a mouth full in a not lady like manner. But she did not care, carpe diem that was her new motto. She was going to keep to those words even if it cost her life.
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Post by MAYOR HECTOR "HADES" TORMEI on Jan 6, 2012 15:50:47 GMT -5
One of the burdens of running three businesses was all the networking one had to do. Most of the time, because of the nature of the businesses, they tended to be small, private parties. That meant no large crowds and Hector didn't have to wear his politician's smile for too long. Hector hated that damn smile.
This particular party had to do with his more unsavory business though it wasn't advertised. It was all very hush hush, appearing as an innocent get together while under the table dealings and truces were built on loyalty and honor. It was what he loved about the mafia. A family built on crime was held together by honor and a man's word. It had more honor and respect among the members than any other job in the world.
Hector mingled and passed through the small crowd, drinking a glass of wine as he did so. He knew everyone in the room but a certain face caught him off guard.
Richard's blushing bride was there.
Curious and surprised, Hector made his way over to her, his tall frame towering.
"Mrs. Plantagenet, what an unexpected surprise." He greeted mildly.
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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Jan 11, 2012 22:17:54 GMT -5
She turned around at the sound of Hectors voice, her drink suddenly gulped as she had not expected the mayor to be at this party. A secret party no less, if Richard found out it would be the end of her. Also a fight would ensure, but now thinking about it with a clearer view. She saw this as an opportunity to get an ally if this turned awry. But yet she could not cheat on her husband. It was far beneath her, she was a woman of class and taste.
No man had ever entered her life so why should it now. She was married and she had a husband. She needed to stay in control. “It has been such a long time , it is a pleasure to see you again Hector” she said and raised her glass as she was indeed happy to talk to a new person in her life. Her life, what a bore It had become. When she was at home all she did with Richard was fight now she had a chance to have some fun. She was not going to spoil it.
But she was even more curious to know what Hector was doing her, she knew that the mayor sometimes needed to be invited to parties, but this one. How did he even manage to find out. Did he even know It was her party. Yet her mind swirled with ideas now, and were where her manners for this social event. “ Care for a drink Hector “she said as she saw a passerby waiter and grabbed another flute of champagne and sighed. Her fingers traced her forehead as she was not used to being around ladies much. The mere idea of being here was foreign to her . Even so, she had to say that she was in a bit of a pickle too.
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Post by MAYOR HECTOR "HADES" TORMEI on Feb 24, 2012 18:09:53 GMT -5
“It has been such a long time , it is a pleasure to see you again Hector”
Hector arched a brow and simply nodded in return. He couldn't exactly say the same back since he was never particularly fond of Anne's company. Spouses tended to be tedious, in his opinion. They weren't good for much, especially when they messed up someone's ability to do business. Ever since he got involved with Anne, Richard hadn't been nearly as effective business wise. Hector looked around, looking for his client in question. He wanted to ask Anne why she was in this party and why she wasn't off somewhere else being a spoiled socialite.
“ Care for a drink Hector “
"No thank you, Anne." Hector nodded his head to her again and slipped a hand into his pocket. Hector didn't really drink when he was working, it made it a little too easy to screw up. So, he drank water and lemon after having an obligatory drink at the start.
"What brings you here, Anne?"
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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Mar 13, 2012 23:07:30 GMT -5
Anne mused half smiling, as she raised her hand and trailed it down Hectors coat. " Oh mister mayor . Me and my husband are in a feuding mode. I don't want people to talk to me about the little shit imp" she cursed as she was not amused and down the second glass . No she was not amused and yet she wanted adventure, someone to hold her. Someone like Hector.. Maybe she was thinking this to much. But yet she needed someone to talk about her and love. "Sorry about that Handsome.. Got lost in my own thoughts were where we. " she asked again as she trailed her hand down her glass not minding the crowd as she was not ashamed that she was highly strung up.
" I want to have sex.. I need sex... I need .."she stopped herself as she stumbled to get the other champagne glass and giggled. Oh yes , she was long gone and someone needed to save her soul from further redemption. Fixing her shirt, she caressed her neck and started to fiddle again with the cup as she sipped it . Nursing her drink, she started to down it as she threw it in the ground and laughed. "God she was making a fool of herself, and she was loving it. " So shall we go shag .. or rather what I mean is sit down"she said poking Hector as she wanted answers first and talking later. She felt empowered with what she had drunk, it made her feel hearty.
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