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undergrounds2017-07-01 10:04 pm
longterm) wrote in undergrounds2017-07-01 10:04 pm
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But mooooom (closed to Nancy)
Cesare Borgia thought that Nancy and he were getting along well. In fact, he thought they were getting along very well indeed. They had shared drinks at this point, joked about the failures of their past lovers and even sassed about each other's prowess on occasion. Overall, things were going great.
So Cesare is....surprised when Nancy comes storming into his office with a look on her face that tells him nothing good is going to come of this.
"Please, Nancy. I'm in a meeting..." he says, sitting at his desk, gesturing at the young, beautiful woman opposite him. It's an excuse though. Quite frankly, he has no interest in the conversation that Nancy is about to throw at him, even if he has no idea just yet what it's actually going to be about.
(It's become gently NSFW in this thread btw with mentions of sex.)
So Cesare is....surprised when Nancy comes storming into his office with a look on her face that tells him nothing good is going to come of this.
"Please, Nancy. I'm in a meeting..." he says, sitting at his desk, gesturing at the young, beautiful woman opposite him. It's an excuse though. Quite frankly, he has no interest in the conversation that Nancy is about to throw at him, even if he has no idea just yet what it's actually going to be about.
(It's become gently NSFW in this thread btw with mentions of sex.)
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"You don't know that. You just think that because I have a past..." A past filled with a plethora of women (and a few men), whom he's all treated.....ok. Not great. But ok. Definitely not quite like the princess Lydia might be expecting.
"I understand that I need to treat this carefully." He's not an idiot ok.
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"Fine. But don't say I never warned you."
She sits down, the moment the words leave her lips. "D'you have anything t'drink?"
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"Who do you think I am?" Nancy can call him a foolish cad all she likes but as soon as she implies he doesn't have wine, she has gone too far. It doesn't take long before he's already handing her a glass of scotch as he takes a sip of his own.
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