Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2010 1:30:19 GMT 2
Carina Reyes, darling baby daughter of one of the biggest international criminals. The God Daughter of one of America's most wanted and the girlfriend of a billionaire with questionable acquaintances. You'd expect to find a cool calm cold and calculating woman before you right now wouldn't you.
Right now at this very moment however she was anything but, she fidgeted like a child with ADD, pulled at the hem of her assymetrically draped nude silk skirt, tugged at the top of the black and nude silk steel boned corset that caged her expansive chest. Dithered over a decision as simple as her shoes, before finally deciding upon a pair of ankle boots with zip and stud embellishments. Her hair pinned up in a cascade of glorious chocolate curls. a few fell loose of their confines an framed her angelic face.
Her light make up enhanced her features particularly her almond shaped cinnamon eyes. Eyes that right now could not remove the traces of doubt that lingered there. Tae would be there in a while. No Taeshawn was not the cause of her nerves, instead it was another man. One who meant nothing to her, one who was nothing more than an abberation in her sisters life. Roman Pearce should not have the right to make her feel this anxious.
She was trying to dress down, so Rome felt like he fit in with them. Yet still the jacket she picked up off of the back of the chair cost near $7,000. She'd claim however the jacket made the whole outfit appear less formal. The balmain leather jacket was a work of art. As the car pulled up Carina couldn't supress the roll of her eyes. What on earth would his excuse for this be?
Calling out her goodbyes to Carter the curvy colombian exited the door to meet her lover. The man had even condescended to employ a driver for the night, Taeshawn always insisted on driving himself even to award shows and premieres. Yet there he stood infront of the suicide doors of his rolls royce. Dressed in all black, she gave him a pointed look and all he did was smirk back.
Taeshawn: You said off the rack.
Carina: Stefano Palazzo is not a typical off the rack Suit darling and you know it.
Taking in every inch of his appearance Carina knew she shouldn't have bothered to ask him to dress down. Diamonds sparkled in his ears and she could already tell you they would be as flawless as the ones her own jewelry was made out of. Well Tae did own a large number of such mines and kept the flawless stones pretty much all to himself. Cartier watch sparkled on his wrist and matched the smaller more feminine one that glinted on her own. Although he'd made the concession of not wearing his hand crafted loafers and instead had hermes shoes upon his feet.
Carina: I feel under dressed next to you Tae.
Taeshawn: You look as perfect as always Angel.
As he escorted the spoilt princess into the car she gave the driver the address that Nina had given her earlier. Ignoring the disbelieving look the driver gave her she settled into the butter soft leather seats and leaned against Tae.
Carina: I told Nina, i wanted to see where he lived and get a feel for what type of person he was so we're meeting them at his place.
It was some time later when the car slowed down to a stop.
Right now at this very moment however she was anything but, she fidgeted like a child with ADD, pulled at the hem of her assymetrically draped nude silk skirt, tugged at the top of the black and nude silk steel boned corset that caged her expansive chest. Dithered over a decision as simple as her shoes, before finally deciding upon a pair of ankle boots with zip and stud embellishments. Her hair pinned up in a cascade of glorious chocolate curls. a few fell loose of their confines an framed her angelic face.
Her light make up enhanced her features particularly her almond shaped cinnamon eyes. Eyes that right now could not remove the traces of doubt that lingered there. Tae would be there in a while. No Taeshawn was not the cause of her nerves, instead it was another man. One who meant nothing to her, one who was nothing more than an abberation in her sisters life. Roman Pearce should not have the right to make her feel this anxious.
She was trying to dress down, so Rome felt like he fit in with them. Yet still the jacket she picked up off of the back of the chair cost near $7,000. She'd claim however the jacket made the whole outfit appear less formal. The balmain leather jacket was a work of art. As the car pulled up Carina couldn't supress the roll of her eyes. What on earth would his excuse for this be?
Calling out her goodbyes to Carter the curvy colombian exited the door to meet her lover. The man had even condescended to employ a driver for the night, Taeshawn always insisted on driving himself even to award shows and premieres. Yet there he stood infront of the suicide doors of his rolls royce. Dressed in all black, she gave him a pointed look and all he did was smirk back.
Taeshawn: You said off the rack.
Carina: Stefano Palazzo is not a typical off the rack Suit darling and you know it.
Taking in every inch of his appearance Carina knew she shouldn't have bothered to ask him to dress down. Diamonds sparkled in his ears and she could already tell you they would be as flawless as the ones her own jewelry was made out of. Well Tae did own a large number of such mines and kept the flawless stones pretty much all to himself. Cartier watch sparkled on his wrist and matched the smaller more feminine one that glinted on her own. Although he'd made the concession of not wearing his hand crafted loafers and instead had hermes shoes upon his feet.
Carina: I feel under dressed next to you Tae.
Taeshawn: You look as perfect as always Angel.
As he escorted the spoilt princess into the car she gave the driver the address that Nina had given her earlier. Ignoring the disbelieving look the driver gave her she settled into the butter soft leather seats and leaned against Tae.
Carina: I told Nina, i wanted to see where he lived and get a feel for what type of person he was so we're meeting them at his place.
It was some time later when the car slowed down to a stop.
