Making a Deal (closed)

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Name: Bella Russo
Age: 28
Height/Weight: 5'7"/115 pounds
Hair/Eyes: Dirty Blonde/Hazel
Occupation: Mob Boss


Bella Russo lit a cigarette with a lighter that was worth, well, the price she paid could probably feed 3 small families for 2 years.

That was how Bella was. She was eccentric to a point. She wanted nice things but she didn't want to have to pay for it. She just took it.

All right, let's start from the beginning. Bella Russo grew up in Brooklyn, NY, she was the only girl out of 5 older brothers and grew up tough because of it. She didn't take shit from anyone and those that worked with her knew it.

Bella's father was just a common worker. He worked at a fish factory and for that reason, Bella hated fish to this day.

So how did someone who grew up in an ordinary family from an ordinary place become one of New York's most highest rising Mob Boss, or in this case, Mistress?

It wasn't because of her looks. Hell, standing at 5'7" and weighing 115 pounds put Bella in the ordinary group. That was only if someone was to describe her. But if you looked at her, Bella had the body of a model! She was not only beautiful but she was damn smart. In no time at all she went from a loser family to being part of the top 5 crime families in NYC.

Yet, Bella wasn't satisfied with being in the top 5. She wanted to be number one.

She had no qualms about ordering a hit on a rival family or anyone trying to nudge in on her business dealings. She trusted those that worked around her and right beside her. Being the top member of a crime family was a feat within itself but then again, it was also a very lonely life.

As she stood in front of the floor length window that over looked the city, Bella did wish for one thing. And that was love. Oh hell, she just wanted a good fuck. It was hard because a lot of men were intimitated by her power. And was something she was not going to resign herself to. She need a good fuck. She needed a man to take power over her and make her beg him for his cock...

Sighing, she leaned her head against the glass of the window and carefully smoldered her cigarette against it, burning it out. She'd have to dwell on this more later. Tonight was reserved for a very special guest.

The son of a rival had requested to see her. Probably wanting her to ease up on his poor dying father's 'plans'. HA! As if. She knew no mercy when it came to money.

Name: Stefan Vandorus
Height: 6'5"
Built: Thin and fit with toned muscles
Hair/Eyes: Blonde/Icy blue
Occupation: Aspiring mob boss

Stefan has been in the criminal life ever since he was born, the middle one of 3 brothers he had to make an effort to be recognized by his father and raise along the mob ranks.

While embracing the idea of keeping family close and in good places, Stefan's father is not one to give out recognition or responsability easy, in fact it seemed that he was even harsher on his sons. Still Stefan kept on, he made his name in the family, along with a reputation for coldness and cruelty.

He wasn't particularly cold and cruel, he just didn't apreciate being distracted by feelings when he was working, and he knew that a hard punishment would send a message.

Things have changed lately, his father is sick and it seems that he will retire soon, some eyes look at him to be the succesor, some wish it was someone else, those that are close to him know that he will make sure he gets the place, no matter the cost.

That is part of the reason why he set up the meeting with Bella, he wanted to show that he could deal with other bosses, and to let her know that further meddling in their plans wouldn't be tolerated.

A part of him wondered how much importance she would have assigned to their meeting, he expected her to realize that he wasn't someone that would ran away with the tail between the legs. In any case he was pleased when the help led him instantly to the room that she was in, knocked twice and announced.

"Mr. Vandorus is here"

Stefan walked in upon hearing her "invitation" which actually almost sounded like an order.

As soon as he did his eyes went to the figure in the white suit, not only because she looked amazing, even if he had to admit that her looks caught his interest, there was something else in her... she had her back to him, an act of extreme boldness, after all he was the son and second in command of one of her greatest rivals, he had alot to gain from her death.

Then again he was in the middle of her base, he wouldn't make it out alive, and would die a stupid death, besides he hoped to deal with her, to negotiate a way into something profitable.

"Would you like a drink Mr. Vandorus?" She offered calmly, she didn't seem to be one to get nervous easily

"I'll drink what you have" He said just as casually, while remaining standing up studying the woman in front of him.

'Of course you will' she thought as she made another soda water and lemon. He at least was smart enough not to drink before or during talks. Alcohol was never a good mix when making a deal for you life.

Picking up both glasses, Bella turned around slowly and had to crane her head up a bit to meet his gaze. She handed him a glass, "It's a pleasure to finally meet you Stephan, your name has been circulating around the block. Seems you've been making a name for youself." She told him with a smile and walked passed him after he took the glass.

His looks didn't go unnoticed to Bella. He was tall, had a very good physique and the way he smelled, well, he was certain a lady killer. He looked just like a younger version of his father.

As she took a seat on an oversized stuffed leather couch and crossed her legs like a lady, she then gave a small wave with her hand, beckoning him toward the other couch across from her, "Please have a seat and let's get this negotiation started." As she took a drink, her eyes watched him move with grace. He was like a panther on the prowl, ready for anything yet not showing it, behind her glass, she smiled.

He took the glass as she offered it and uttered a simple thank you

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Stephan, your name has been circulating around the block. Seems you've been making a name for youself."

"It's a pleasure to meet you too Bella. Your name has been known for a while, that is why I came to see you"

He said as she walked past him to the couch, his eyes kept admiring her body and studying her, he wasn't being blatantly obvious but he wasn't hiding it either, she was a very attractive woman and was probably used to it.

"Please have a seat and let's get this negotiation started."

He sat down as she offered, and looked into her eyes.

"It's more of a proposal than a negotiation, still there is something I would like to know before I start talking. Why do you think I'm here for?"

"Why do I think you're here--Hmmm," Bella leaned forward and set her glass down on the table with a slight thud and regarded the man sitting across from her. Steepling her fingers and resting her elbows on her knees, she could only give Stephan a small smile.

"Oh, I know why you're here Stephan. You've come to beg and plead for me to leave your daddy alone." She knew she was giving him a clear view of her cleavage, "Let's get one thing straight, I don't do proposals nor negotiations. The fact here is that you're father has grown too old and too soft to run his business anymore. And I really don't think anyone else has the balls to take it over and make it as successful as it should be execpt me."

With that, Bella leaned back against the couch, a small devilish smile played on her lips.

His eyes did wonder to her cleavage, still as she spoke while not diminishing his apreciation of how she looked made him have to put effort towards not displaying slight anger.

"I figured you would imagine something like that." He said and after a brief pause while looking at her evil smile went on.

"You might not do negotiations or proposals, still you have welcomed me here. Let me assure you something, I don't do begging and pleading... and I'm used to hear it myself."

He set the glass on the table, his eyes on hers.

"My father hasn't grown soft, and he is old enough to retire. I suppose you know I will replace him.

We do have a difference him and I, he grew tired of petty pressures on his deals, and wants full retaliation... I think such a blunt aproach could waste both MY resources and yours, when they could be put to a more profitable ends... I am ready to do it, should it be needed.

So I won't give you a negotiation nor a proposal Bella, I have a question for you."

He leaned backwards and took in her reactions to his words.

"Do you prefer to fight or to make money?"

Bella didn't say a thing for the longest time. Instead she leaned back in her seat and stared at the man sitting across from her. Really looked at him and tried to analyze his motive for coming here. Yes, she did welcome him, yes she was listening to him. The least she could do was hear him out.

"Making money is definitely something I like to do, especially when I make a lot of it." She regarded him and lowered her voice, "All right but get to the point, my time is precious."

With both arms spread back and resting on the back of the couch, Bella listened intently at Stephen's speech. He did have a certain air about him and that was good. He had confidence and well, he had a lot of balls coming over like this. She had a feeling that he didn't even tell his father that he was coming to see her.

He took the chance to study her as she studied him, her gaze made him smile, and he took a drink from his glass.

"So is mine I assure you, so I'll keep it simple.

Are you aware of the recent smuggling of rare artistry going on in the city?

Well I have been looking into it, and it has proven very profitable, and very inconvenient for us, you'll see these people have been taking advantage of our petty quarrels to move unscathed through our territories. Which means we aren't getting our fair share.

I know that you are probably thinking that you can "collect" on your own, you might need some time to convince yourself, but I assure you that with the need of safe passage through your land and mine, only avoiding conflict and working together we can reap the greatest benefits"

He then took another sip "Then again if this business worked, I'm sure we can come up with other "profitable" arrangenments"

Bella didn't answer him for a full ten minutes. In that time she stood up from the couch and removed her jacket, baring her shoulders and showing him that she wasn't afraid of him.

She went to stand in front of the floor to ceiling windows and paced a good couple of times, her arms were crossed in front of her as she thought over what he had said.

Finally, after him hearing him stand up from his own place on the couch, she turned toward him. "Tell you what, I would like more time to think about this. I need to figure in a few more factors before saying yes." She leaned her body against a window as she looked at him approach her.

Stephan wasn't impatient, her silence showed that she needed to think, and that he had caused an impresion, and also that he wasn't wrong about coming to see her.

Then she took of her jacket and his eyes explored the perfect shape of her wel tanned shouldes.

Then he stood up and begun to walk towards her.

"Tell you what, I would like more time to think about this. I need to figure in a few more factors before saying yes."

Her words however didn't stop him, and he moved even closer, too close for a profesional business discussion, his eyes looked into hers as he kept diminishing the distance between them.

Before she could say a word about it, he reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder, touching her for the first time.

"I trust that you will analyze this quickly, so we can see each other again, besides the sooner we start the sooner the money will come to us"

As he was so close, closer than anyone ever dared to be with Bella, she could smell his scent. His colonge mixed with the heat of his body. Her eyes closed slightly when he put his hands on her shoulders. She could imagine waking up with that scent next to her in bed.

"Meet me for lunch tomorrow at Reiu's, say about 1pm. I'll have an answer for you then." She told him after a moment of collecting her thoughts.

Bella stepped back from him and looked up into his eyes. She was intrigued by him. Intrigued by the balls he had to even come over here and in her eyes, he wasn't stupid. In all truths, Bella respected his father and although she heard of Stephen's name every once in a while, she figured his father choose well with having him take over...if that was his father's intention.

Turning on her heel, Bella had her back to him once more and walked toward the door, showing him out. She walked with purpose but she could tell he was right behind her and she could even feel the heat of his stare.

"Meet me for lunch tomorrow at Reiu's, say about 1pm. I'll have an answer for you then."

She said after a minute, he had a smile on his face, the time she took in saying things showed that he had her at least attentive of him and his movements... and maybe even something more.

"I expected no less of you"

He looked deep into her eyes before she broke the contact to show him out, as they reached the door he brushed his hand softly across her back, it was his way of showing that he wasn't afraid to touch her, and in fact he was controlling himself not to do more than just that, however that would be walking on thin ice.

"I'll see you tomorrow Bella, and I might have another questions" he said as he walked away.

It had been a satisfactory meeting, he got the best possible result, it would have been impossible for her to agree to more than that, she had to check what he had told her, and come to the same conclusion that he had, and Stephan was sure that she soon would.

Lunch Date

The next day Bella was at Reiu's, she had a special table located in the private section of the resturant. There was a glass full of the house's finest red wine in front of her and an appettizer of cocktail shrimp. She had arrived about half an hour ago just so she could take care of some personal business before Stefen was to arrive.

She leaned back in her chair and thought about what he had offered her last night. She had done her research and found he was right. Bella was planning to tell him that she was going to join him in his little offer but first, she wanted to find out more about exactly what he knew. If there was one thing she hated, it was surprises.

Stephan arrived right on time, and was glad to hear that she was already there, he wondered for a second what she thought of him agreeing to meet her in her grounds twice, she was more powerful in her place and he still didn't try to make her move someplace else.

He was lead to her table, and took a seat after greeting her.

"So Bella, do you an answer for me?"

"Please, have a drink with me," Bella said as she beckoned a waiter over and he immediately poured Stefen a glass of wine. Bella sat back in her seat and watched him the whole time. She wouldn't answer him right away until the waiter left.

"I have thought a lot about your proposal and did a little research, as I'm sure you're well aware of." She said after he took a drink of the wine, "I'm impressed that you've thought this out well enough that I don't forsee any major problems from anyway, most of all the authorities."

Stephan agreed to the drink, taking into account that she was drinking alcohol with him now, probably a sign of trust.

His hand moved on the table, and "accidentaly" brushed hers as he heard her speak.

"Well that is the good thing about the authorities, most police people... well most people actually have no knowledge of art, and even if they look at it for some ramdom incident, they won't have the slightlest clue of what is going on."

He took a sip of the wine "Besides, they shouldn't be taking looks anyway"

Bella gave a small shrug as she set her glass down, "Well, these days you can never be too careful. Besides, if there weren't a threat of being caught, where would the thrill be?" She said rhetorically.

"Anyway, I would all details of your plans to me no later than the end of this week or the deal is off. I hear your father's retirement party is suppose to be in 8 days, where we will all be meeting on mutual ground to bid him farewell. Are you sure he plans to leave you in charge of his--dealings?"

Stephan reached into his briefcase and took out a stack of papers.

"I figured you would like details of some sort" He left the small pile besides her

"There you have more details than you probably want, on how everything goes from point A to point B, and the cash involved for us."

And before the shadow of doubt would come up he added "and of course it is completely unreadable, for someone less versed than you"

Then he took a sip, and paused for a moment before answering her question.

"As sure as I am of my own talents Bella..." his hand moved to her and his fingers brushed her arm "and of your beauty" after that his eyes looked deep into hers curious as to what her reaction would be.

As she was looking over the information on the papers he had given her, Bella looked up when he complimented her on her beauty.

With a sly smile, Bella set the papers down gently, her eyes locked with his. "You flatter me Stefen, are those your true words Stefen or do you want something more of me?"

In her line of work, Bella knew it was better safe than sorry. And usually the way to get the truth was to just ask for it. Sure others could get it by using a gun or beating someone up, but that wasn't her style...at least not at first.

"Those were true words Bella, you truly honor your name" he said simply and took another sip.

"As far as if they indicate me wanting something else, perhaps, but it is not something business related I assure you."

His eyes were fixated on hers, and his hand made a moting towards hers, brushing her softly with the tips of his fingers, just trying to study her reaction to his touch.

Still giving him a smile, Bella felt a jolt of electricity from his touch. She placed the napkin in her lap onto the table and raised her hand for one of the waiters to come to her table.

"Have my car brought around to the front," She told him as a waiter stepped up. He simply nodded once and disappeared. Bella then turned her attention to Stefen, "Let's go for a ride." She stood and didn't wait for him to answer as she walked around him, her hand brushing his shoulder, urging him to follow her.

Once outside, Bella and Stefen were shown to a black town car. Bella entered first followed by Stefen. She nodded to the driver, "Take us for a drive." That was all she had to tell him before putting the privacy window up. Now she and Stefen had complete privacy. "So, now that our business talks are over, what did you have in mind for pleasure?"

He went along with her and followed her, as it didn't seem to be the negotiating Bella that was leading it, there was something different in her, some sort of disposition, maybe a glimmer of hope. As he pondered this time seemed to fly and soon they were in the car.

When the privacy window went up a smile crept up Stefan's face, and then she said:

"So, now that our business talks are over, what did you have in mind for pleasure?"

He moved closer, not alot since he had never been seated far from her since they got in the car, his eyes met hers as she talked, and his hand this time didn't go for her hand, but softly caressed her leg.

"My mind always drifts to pleasure when business is over" he said moving his face closer to her.

"I hope you didn't got the wrong impression of me, while I can negotiate, I am not a man of words..."

As he spoke his other hand brushed her shoulder and got closer to her neck.

"I am a man of actions..." And as his words stopped, he pulled her to him and placed his lips on hers for a deep kiss

If his words didn't surprise her, then his kiss did. Bella was lost in his kiss as she found herself deepening it herself. Deep down she wanted this so much that to have him make the first move was a small relief.

The car continued it's drive through the city. Bella's driver knew that he was to continue to drive until she gave him the OK to stop. And right now, she didn't want him nor did she want Stefen to stop what he was doing.

Leaning into the kiss, Bella brought her hand up to Stefen's face, cupping it, the stubble from his 5'oclock shadow already starting to show. She loved it. He was a man. A real man. A man that wasn't afraid to go after what he wanted and she was a woman who went after what she wanted.