Thread: Against the Mob (rollshero and DivineGlaGlann)

Where are you? Why haven't you answered my calls? What the hell is going on? Hello? Are you trying to make me mad? It's working. Adrian. Her oval-shaped blue eyes diverted down to the simple leather purse she toted under one arm. The cell phone tucked inside vibrated constantly indicating either the tool rang or even worse, there were text messages. She stopped outside the exotic establishment turning slightly when people passed by on the concrete walkway inside. The woman barely gave them a glance as her hand Fished through the scarce contents inside Multiple credit cards For every occasion. Red lipstick including a small makeup compact. A black string bikini and lastly, that damned cell phone. A regular Flip phone it was set to do the basic accomodations anyone not obssessed with technology would need. Andrian Giordano opened it. Irritation Flickered across her youthful looking Face. That and annoyance. Four text messages in under six minutes. Back to back. No real point behind them because she wasn't going to answer them. As a matter of Fact.... The woman turned on her black heels. They clicked against the concrete. That purse was tucked underneath her arm once more. She neared a couple. Her perfectly-coated lips curved into a smile to greet them. Here, Adrian handed the Female the phone. Compliments of the hotel. Free service For the entire year. Just remember, tell the douche bag texting in to suck it. Enjoy. A salute came shortly afterwards where the lovebirds looked to one another in question then the cell phone where yet another text came in. She, the latest beauty, wore a sleeveless curve-showing black dress with a high collar to hide her neck though there was an opening near her chest to reveal some cleavage to her otherwise ivory skin. Her neck length hair was like a sunrise color tied back into ponytail with some strains left to be pressed against her heart-shaped Face. The woman wore no jewelry besides the multi carot white gold ring attached to her wedding Finger although it was anyone's guess on how long that ring would remain where it was. Adrian was on a mission. To relax as much as possible after the hellish two weeks back home. She would never Forgive him. He could..... Nevermind that. When entering the resort, a cool breeze stung against her Face and she was aware to the many Faces around the area. None Familiar. The way she liked it. Adrian loosened the ring around her Finger walking with confidence. She came to approach a young man seemingly searching For something, maybe a gift? Give her this. She passed her wedding ring along ignoring his shocked expression. She'll probably like it more than I do. The twenty-eight year old woman did not stick around to hear a response, instead, she migrated toward the check in area, but, her head glanced to the right, in one of the areas both inside and outside the resort to where a man sat. Quite comfortably. Something about him had him to slightly stick out more than anyone else. Maybe it was paranoia or years of training by her no good husband. Either way, the woman's eyebrow rose, her lips gave a small smile to the man known as Rush returning to what she set out to do. Reserve a room. Relax. Dab in some trouble as a 'single' woman. There was nothing to stop her. She wasn't even sure she would go back home. Not after what happened. She went to the counter smiling. I'd like a room For one please. Yes madam. The Friendly clerk nodded. He touched his glasses some eying her before turning to his computer to check whether or not there were rooms available. Meanwhile, Adrian leaned on the counter to look once more at Rush. Not bad then again not good either....the loners were always trouble in some way. Her blue eyes absorbed his sight trying to judge him or at least see where her mind wandered. I have a nice room with a view overlooking the ocean. You will get a complimentary- The blue plastic charge card was held up to him. How long will you be staying madam? Ahem. A week. Adrian told him still looking at Rush. That will be- Charge the card sweetheart. Of course. You'll have to sign For it though. Adrian was handed her card back after it was swiped along with a signature slip to sign. She didn't pay attention to the clerk whom looked closely to her signature. Notably the Giordano. When she turned to him, he smiled uttering a small thank you. He made a quick step behind where room keys in the Form of cards were in order on a wall unit. He picked out Room 565. Here you go madam, I hope you enjoy your stay. I'm sure I will. Adrian clutched the card. Say....can you do me a Favor? Do you see that man sitting alone? He has a book but he's not doing any reading. Can you send him a drink From the bar, charge it to my account. Uhm.....sure. Shall I send a message along? ....No. She declined. Taking her key card after it was used again, Adrian gave the impression that she would go to her room but hid behind a large display plant to see what would happen. That clerk called over a worker From the bar to send Mr. Rush his drink. The clerk would walk over to him politely setting down a magarita. Compliments of a guest sir. The young man spoke.