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• As someone that was in Adrien's favor for the time being, he was practically an "invited" guest to his club, and so he chose to make an appearance this night. He made his way in quietly, an expensive, tailored suit hiding an exquisite body, his dirty blonde hair mussed and flyaway, a pair of thin rimmed glasses set low on his nose - he'd spent some time in his "office" today, and he was always done for after a day of that. Sidling up to the bar, oblivious to her presence, he nodded to the bartender, ordering a crown of ginger, his weapon of choice. (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 7:56pm PST

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• *The 'tender nodded at him but finished up with Ariel's drinks first, she was of course catering to the boss.* "There ya go...Need any help carying that to Tortello?"* She offered him a scathing glare.* "No....your presence on this side of the bar would not be appriciated...by anyone."*Her tone and look were both withering, and the bartender almost seemed to shrink under it, big man that he was.* (NT) -- Ariel, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:02pm PST

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• He raised a brow at that, almost amused by the fire in her - she could be such a totally different person, and he knew that firsthand, and it was like his secret. He smiled at the 'tender, looking over at her. "Don't worry, I'm not nearly as nasty as that one." (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:04pm PST

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• *Her eyes moved to meet his.* "No...you'll find him to be quite a push over."*She stated cooly, then picking up the glasses she turned and disappeared, weaving her way through the crowd.* (NT) -- Ariel, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:06pm PST

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• He raised a brow again, at that.. watching her with a slightly bemused expression as she made her way back through the crowd, and then taking off with his drink through the crowd - if Adrien wasn't entertaining a client, no reason not to pay a little visit. (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:09pm PST

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• *She had made her way back the Tortello's personal booth, where Adrien stood up to allow her to slide in, a cool look on his face. Sittign down she gave him his scotch, sipping at her own burbon. She was praying silently that Angelo hadn't decided to follow.*$"What is the matter Ariel...you appear flushed..."$His eyes caught sight of Angelo and he knew, eyes narrowing on his approaching figure.$ (NT) -- Ariel/Adrien, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:14pm PST

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• He made his way over to the booth - he didn't know why, but her little cold shoulder at the bar made him want to see her squirm.. he paused at Adrien's booth, nodding a bit to him, and offering his hand in greeting. "Adrien." (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:16pm PST

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• $He wanted to ignore the hand, but above all else Adrien Tortello was a man of manners. He took the hand though released it quickly.$ "Angelo."$ He motioned for him to take a seat at the half circle booth.$*She made no appearance of his prescence affecting her one bit. Adrien had informed her there would be h#ll to pay if she were to get involved with him again without his authority.* (NT) -- Adrien/Ariel, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:19pm PST

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• He took the seat as it was offered - as far as he was concerned, he didn't owe Adrien any apologies for anything that went on between him and Ariel - he was still of the firm belief that she was not property, belonging to the wealthy man. "How are you?" (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:22pm PST

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• $"Impecable."$He stated indifferently.$"May I ask how often you are in the habit of sampling the "goods" of another man without his permission?"$He asked.$ (NT) -- Adrien, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:26pm PST

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• "With all due respect, Adrien." He dipped his head a little bit, glancing toward Ariel for just a moment. "I think it's hardly appropriate to talk about a human being as an object to begin with, let alone when they are sitting right beside you." (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:33pm PST

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• $"Oh I know Ariel is not an "object"...but she is "goods". Special goods that are not to be touched by just anyone. I think you underestimate Ariel's worth to me Angelo, and what I would think of you tampering with her."$ (NT) -- Adrien, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:37pm PST

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• He cocked a brow at that again, and looked again to Ariel - he wasn't sure why, maybe he was hoping she would rally support for him, but he knew he was grossly mistaken if he thought that. "I'm afraid, Adrien, that I don't particularly care what you think of me "tampering" with her." (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:41pm PST

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• $He shrugged.$ "It matters not what you think. The fact is Ariel cares...and Ariel knows where her loyalties lie."$He had a look in his eyes that only a man who has something another one wants can possess.$ (NT) -- Adrien, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:44pm PST

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• He was right - with Ariel under such a tight rein, she had no choice but to care - he could make things hell for her, or he could make them easy. He pursed his lips a little bit, watching the other man with scornfilled eyes. "Because were she to be exclusive to one person, you would have lost your clients' favorite passtime, right?" (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:48pm PST

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• *"Boys please....you're going to make me blush."*She stated sarcastically at the sight of Adrien's narrowing eyes, knowing someting bad would break out if she didn't put a stop to it. She moved to lean into Adrien slightly, one hand resting on this shoulder, the other coming up to brush through his fingers, much like she had done to Angelo. She wetted her lips slightly.* "You know I appriciate my place...and I won't do anything to jepradize it Adrien."*her dark eyes moved momentarily to Angelo, as if warning him, before returning to Adrien.* (NT) -- Ariel, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:54pm PST

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• He had never been a man particularly proned to jealousy but for some reason that hit him right on the wrong note, his heart constricting. He'd known he'd gotten too close to her, or rather let her get too close to his heart. He merely wet his lips, and nodded a bit. "I see how it is." So maybe he would be submissive now.. (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 8:59pm PST

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• *She stayed pressed to him, knowing Adrien, he needed to be reassured of her alligiance or he'd blow a gasget.*$He knew she was plying him up, knew she was doing this to keep him calm. he'd all it for now, nbut that was only because he was already planning his own action of payback. And it would be waiting for Angelo right outside his place. Ariel would see where her rash actions got her lover...and possibly herself if it continued.$ (NT) -- Ariel/Adrien, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 9:04pm PST

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• He had pushed beyond what was permissable, he knew, and he knew he'd better watch his back - in fact, he was surprised that Adrien hadn't made a fuss sooner. "Alright then.. I will bid the two of you goodnight now..." He paused for just a second longer. "Goodbye, Ariel." (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 9:08pm PST

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• *She looked at him calmly, like the first time they had met, as if he were a stranger, instead of the intimate lover that he was.* "Valencia."*Was her only response before looking away to take a sip of her drink.* (NT) -- Ariel, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 9:10pm PST

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• He hated that he was so veunerable, as he walked away. He hated that she was under the control of Adrien - though that had been the initial draw of her, there was something else making him want to stay, and he hated it. But he held his head high as he walked away - it would not be the last he saw of her. (NT) -- Angelo, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 9:15pm PST

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• *She watched him go, careful not to show the whistfulness that lay like a cold block of ice within her chest. She kept telling herself he should have known nothing had changed. That just because they had slept together didn't mean he could take on Adrien over her.* (NT) -- Ariel, Sun, Feb 15 2004, 9:17pm PST