Thread: 91 Days: Peace Never Lasts Forever (Athene & thejohnnytype)

Uuh... Right. Andreas cradled the liquor in his left arm like it were an infant, with the butt end in his palm and the neck of the bottle snug between the pit of his elbow and bicep. With his free hand he fished inside of his jacket pocket to find it empty. More urgently, he tried again in his jacket pocket. The white jacket front flapped while he searched even though it only took another second to find so when his fingers brushed the folded piece of paper and key he was able to let out a sigh of relief. He thought he misplaced it. He read to Yun what was on the paper, There's a hotel right when you enter Lawless called The Palace... a-and I'd like to take you there. Inside the paper was a silver key and chain belonging to his, well, their room. He would sound unsure as the words fell out since this was not how he imagined his first time asking a woman out. It's decided then? Then this is good, so now here is what we will do, Don Albert turned to face the two Salvatori men standing behind him at the opposite end of the hall known as Em and Ronny, his personal body guards, One of youse will fetch some men to take these women upstairs. Lock them in the one of the guest bedrooms with the extra beds. The more beds the better their accommodations. Then he walked to Yun and gently pulled her forward by her arm to separate her from the group. As for you two, why don't you find a quiet spot and get more acquainted ? Ms. Uh, Lin Yu was it? Wow, you really picked a good one and son, she sounds very eager to be with you. I suggest you satisfy those urges of hers before... Wait. Ronny! Albert abandoned Andreas and Yun to meet with the man. Even out of sight, his powerful baritone voice shook the chandeliers. He'd been yelling about a strict punishment for anyone of the men if they harm, much less touch any of the escorts. He would deal with them after For the moment, Andreas figured it be the best time to at least lead Yun away from everyone else. He gestured that they go upstairs without any words, though his sweaty palms spoke volumes. I apologize for my father's behavior. He's more excited about this than I am... He was several steps ahead of her, but her not so immediate answer had him pause to face her, I know it would be difficult to adjust, but you don't need my permission to talk to me. Just... keep that in mind. They reached the double mahogany wood doors, stained red, that belonged to his bedroom on the right wing of the estate. He opened the doors and held them for her before using his heels to give the bottom corners a forceful tap and they swung shut. Then he had dried his palms on his pants and awkwardly stood to the side. Despite the large bedroom that could hold the large capacity of at least 30 or so people, he did not dare to advance deeper. Er.. ahem.. a drink perhaps? He remembered the unopened bottle of Lawless in his arm and would do anything to stall. And music? He offered but still hadn't moved from his position. In fact, his legs trembled slightly. I-I'm sorry. I'm very nervous. I didn't even want this, any of this. Andreas confessed, a small smile forming on his lips. He sounded exhausted when he said it to someone he doesn't know who probably doesn't care.