Thread: The Don's Daughter (xMILENKOx & SnowGlassRoses)

As they arrived at the bar Luca followed Francesca closely like a bodyguard, it would be clear to anyone who looked their way he was her minder and not her date. Luca casually glanced at every man in the bar, Luca very rarely relaxed or socialised. To him every moment was work. As they got to the bar he stood closely behind her and watched the bartender over her shoulder. With the offer of a drink Luca's answer was simple. Water.. He was teetotal after all and didnt want to become careless whilst Francesca was alone in his company. Luca watched the bartender as he made the drinks as if he was about to poison them. Luca as ever was on high alert and as another man pushed his way to the bar Luca was quick to take hold of the of her side that was furthest awat from him firmly and pull her towards him out of the mans way. Francesca now stood infront of Luca very closely, his body only a inch or so from hers as they stood at the bar. Soon their drinks were placed down infront of them and Luca reached over and took hold of his water. Grazie.. He said simply before sipping at his glass. For a moment he turned around as the sounds of loud voices comeing from a cornor alterted him. In the cornor sat a young Russian with girls sat either side of him and even infront of him, flocking around him as if he was a celebrity. Luca's eyes soon noticed four armed bodyguards whom seemed to have the young man covered from all sides. As one of the bodyguards locked eyes with Luca, Luca was quick to turn back to Francesca. Lets sit down.. He said simply as he casually put an arm around Francesca and walked her to a table out of the young Russian's sight. Luca's plan seemed to have failed, the young Russian caught only a small glimpse of Francesca and couldnt help but notice Luca's bodyguard like movements. The young Russian was Nikolai 'Niko' Gurlakovich and was fresh of the boat this morning. Niko's older brother Sergei was the boss of a major Russian Mafia back in Russia. Sergei's orginisation was active throughout Eastern Europe and had become the primary suppliers of european guns, drugs and women to the United Kingdom and United States. Niko was here in town to set up the orginisations first American base intended to make imports to America much easier and cheaper. Niko was only 24 and his criminal career could rival both Giuseppe's and Giovanni's combined and possibly even Vinchenzo's! his arms, legs, torso, neck and hands were covered in tattoos all of which told his life story. Niko stood around 6'2 with a strong build the only reward from his breif millitary career. His short black hair was styled into a short mowhawk with the sides shaved and a tidy short beared decorated his chin. His dark brown almost back eyes had watched Francesca from the bar to her seat. He was clad simply in a red shirt which had the sleeves rolled up and the top few buttons undone to reveal his waxed chest and a silver chain that hung around his neck with matching bracelets around his wrists. He also wore a pair of black trousers and a pair of black boots. As the women around him casually rubbed their hands over Niko's body like the whores they were Niko was more interested in the Italian girl who had just entered. He had never had a Italian girl before and he really was sick of the junkie european whores he owned. Hey ?! Niko shouted at Francesca in a sleazy tone, even if she couldnt understand his native tongue his tone was surely enough to make her skin crawl. After all women to Niko were just for fucking. He had know family values or morals, but then he was raised by his older brother Sergei after their parents were killed during a Chechen attack on a market. Niko never knew his parents so to him the only family he ever had was Sergei whom due to his power and the 22 year age gap was more like a father than a brother.