Post by J on Nov 11, 2021 12:51:42 GMT -5
//Off Camera//
“Conversation with a bullet”
November 8th 2021
Reno, Nevada
United States
She giggled, squirmed and jiggled. Running her fingers up and down his chest, a boosted bass beat pounded away as she ruffled his weird tuft of hair, running those dark nails through it. He leaned back, eyes halfway closed. He was numb, out of this world, this presence, glazed eyes watching as the woman of the night.
There was a knock on the door, he didn’t even flinch.
A heavier knock.
Chantal: You want me to get that baby?
He didn’t answer, his glazed eyes moved along the surgically enhanced chest of this woman, tattoos up and down, someone who was more comfortable in a G-string than he was in his own skin.
Lock scratched, and the door flew open.
XXX: THERE YOU ARE, I’ve been trying to call you like a hundred times, I’ve been looking for you and..
The thumping music kept it up, Chantal grinding up on him and then, without a warning, mid verse the music stopped.
XXX:Nico, Ludovico Pazzini!
He didn’t even flinch, the woman over him did though.
Chantal: That’s a cool name, like a rapper or a actor or a royal it’s all foregin and shit and--AAAH! FUCK!
Chantal went down tumbling as the woman slammed the door shut and walked up to the slumped Nico, grabbing him by the hair and wagging his head back and forth.
Isabella: you stupid, stupid boy..hey! Snap out of it!
Chantal: Hey! Wait your turn, he hasn’t paid me yet!
The Sicilian woman glances over her shoulder and snarls.
Isabella: And he isn’t going to..besides as far turn go..I’ve been there for him since day one and I suggest you mind your own goddamn business, this is family shit.
The buxom bimbo seemed baffled then flashed a lewd smile.
Chantal: Kinky! Some taboo play huh..wow, I knew he was a wild one.
While Isabella smacked Nico’s cheeks up a bit trying to get him to focus.
Isabella: Nicky, Nicky sweetheart it’s me..Izzy. Look at me.
Chantal: Hey! I KNOW YOU!
Isabella: Yeah?
Chantal: I know you from the club, you were heavy on lapdances and never came back.
Eldest Pazzini scoffed.
Isabella: Yeah, hi. Been busy, look, kindly fuck off and mind your own business or I’ll help you out of here, alright?
Chantal: I’m not going ANYWHERE, I told you, he didn’t pay me yet!
Tempers were flaring what Chantal didn’t know though was that her temper was lukewarm at best when it came to the Siciliana.
Isabella: And I told you he isn’t going to pay you. Look I don’t have any time for your shit so let’s speed things up a bit shall we?
She grabs Chantal’s skimpy wardrobe picking them up, walking to the door to the room, flung the door open and threw her garments out to Chantal’s shriek.
Chantal: HEY! YOU CAN’T DO THAT!
Izzy smirked.
Isabella: Funny, to me it looks like I just did. Now I would suggest you go and pick up your trashy outfit before someone else does. Trust me.. What is your name?
Chantal: You don’t even remember my name, I’m Chantal. I told you already I know you from the club!
She shook her head in response.
Isabella: PLEASE tell me that isn’t your actual name..
Chantal: It is, I done did have it changed!
Isabella: Madonna mia...well Chantal, kindly fuck off now before I help you out of here just like I did with your clothes.
Chantal: You wouldn’t dare!
Isabella: I told you..
She grabbed her by the hair, yanking the girl upwards, dragging her kicking and screaming to the door and pushed her outside before slamming the door shut and throwing the lock on.
Isabella: ..kids these days, I’m getting too old for this hit.
For a while she heard Chantal pounding at the door but her primary focus was on her nephew.
Isabella: Excuse me but what the fuck?! How dare you worry your darling auntie like this, you stronzo! You have a match against Ursula Von Rossbach this week and you pull this, you stupid kid. She’s gonna wreck you if you stumble to the ring like this..then what huh?
Nico slurs something.
Isabella: What was that? Speak up.
Nico: I said I’ll kill her..
Isabella: With what, your dick?! Look Sweetie I know you are tough but..CHE DIAVOLO?!
Her nephew had stood up, reached to his trousers and pulled out a handgun, pointing it sideways gangsta style, spit flying from his lips.
Nico: I’m a put a bullet between her motherfuckin’ eyes! She came at us, put Auntie Camilla to the hospital, that Amerigano Rhodes couldn’t do a damn to stop her, well she attacked you once, attacked Camilla. I’m gonna stop her with this and become a number one with a bullet!
A gunshot and bullet flew past Isabella’s head, with pure adrenaline she dove at Nico, yanking the gun away, pulled out the clip and tossed it to the bed.
Isabella: YOU STUPID BOY!
The Pazzini male heir seemed confused staring at his hand which had held the gun mere moments before, before Isabella landed the butt of the weapon to his forehead knocking Nico back down on his ass on the chair.
Isabella: You aren’t going to do NO such thing! Capiche? Say you even get that gun in ring let alone the fucking arena and you manage to kill her? Then what? What then smartass they’ll put you in prison for a lifetime if you are lucky and none of us have no future in any of this the whole company might go down and even if it won’t then our family at least will.
Holding his forehead Nicoc mumbled.
Nico: She hurt you..nobody will hurt you again. People think I’m some punk but I’ll show them, I’m a killer.
She seemed calmer, stroking his forehead a bit, that would leave a ugly mark for a while.
Isabella: Of course you are, but this is not what we’ll do. Nicky, you are tough, tough as nails, a proper Siciliano through and through but if you kill UVR then we’ll lose you, the family needs you..I need you. You are like my own son, you know that and if anything were to happen to you and I wouldn’t do all I can to stop it..
Nico slaps his knees in frustration.
Nico: THIS IS BULLSHIT! Terranovas are plotting at us, I can’t kill them. Fucking Rossbach is picking us off one by one and I can’t kill her either..you won’t let me kill anyone will you?!
Isabella: No, I’fucking well won’t. You will do as you are told, I didn’t raise you this far to lose you UVR and any other cazzone who thinks they can come at Pazzinis will get theirs..
Nico: Oh so it’s okay for YOU to kill people but I can’t kill anyone!
With a frown he glares at her crossing his arms over that tattooed chest.
Isabella: Nicky, my boy..you should know your old auntie better than that. This isn’t a game of checkers it’s chess..and like you keep telling people. P.A.W.
His eyes lit up.
Nico: Pazzinis Always Win?
She smiled and nodded.
Isabella: Precisamente. Now: shower, sleep and go to the gym in the morning and if I find any of those whores here tomorrow morning..you’ll wish UVR had chosen to take you out first because I’ll leave you begging for Revolution just to get away from me..
She left and Nico managed to stumble up to his feet, wobbling up he smiled like in a trance.
Nico: I’m a killer..
Was the last thing he said before falling to the bed and passing out.