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Date Posted: 09:20:38 01/14/04 Wed
Author: Adrien Tortello
Subject: $Death knocks at all doors, but he'll wait for me$

$He lay on top of his bed, his jacket, vest and tie removed, the top three buttons of his shirt undone and his belt taken off and the shirt untucked. The sleeves ofhis shirt had been rolled up to expose the sleek skin of his strong forearms. Arms were folded up behind his head, with his head resting in his hands on one of his numerous pillows. The darpes that went around his canopy bed were slightly drawn so that he was partially obscured from the view of anyone who should enter his room. A fire crackled in the fireplace and he watched it with intense green eyes. He sighed almost inaudibly, his thoughts on the work to come, and the fact that this was truly his time to prove himself to not only his men and the rest of the underground crime ring, but most importantly to his father. If he could accomplish a well running crime circle here, his father would know he had succeeded in the upbringing of his only son, and sole heir. He would then know he could entrust to him the keys of the empire when it was time for him to step down. Alot of pressure rested on his shoulders that his men were not aware of, except for Ezekiel, he knew the expectations that we riding on this endavour, not only because he was Adrien's best friend, but his right hand man.$

$Taking the remote that lay on his night stand he turned on his stereo, soft Mozart filled the air of his room, soothing his taught muscles. He was in need of some stress relief, and he was almost at the point where he was considering giving into Ariel's demands. Yet the knowledge of the expectations that would arise from such an encounter restrained him. So instead he sipped at the scotch he had previously poured himself and closing his eyes put his attention on the music.$



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