[OPEN]Well, Hello Rock Bottom

[Alexandria Moretti]

Lex's Wardrobe
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I'd gone home to change, grab Georgio my usual accomplice and head the hell out of town. Where was I going? Rome. Because unless I wanted to read a book, sip a red wine or paint a fucking portrait, I wasn't going to find anything fun to do in Venice. Georgio would always accompany me on my little adventures, he would always say that it was better for him to get in trouble for being with me than for me to be in trouble with out him there. And I agreed. Georgio pulled the car up to the front of La Maison and I waited as he got out and opened my door.

La Maison was a dance club with a pricey bar and it was near to impossible for a nobody to get in the door. Lucky for me, I was some body, a very important somebody. The door man smiled at me as he parted the rope for Georgio and I. Maybe I wasn't missing the states after all. I went right to the bar and was happy to see a familiar face. "Ciao Antonio!!" I yelled across the bar as Antonio Cataldo came out from behind the bar. He hugged me tight and I hugged him back. "Lexi, what in good God are you doing back in Italia?" He asked me and I wasn't getting in to it. "Its a long story, but I'm happy to see your smiling face. Can you get me a Jack Daniels on the rocks and anything else you've got back there?" Antonio smiled, kissed me on the cheek and went back behind the bar.

When he returned, he handed me my glass and hugged me again. I felt his hand slide something in to my pocket as he kissed both my cheeks. "Its lovely to see you again. Be careful, mio amore." I kissed him as well and turned away. I went for the VIP section, where I was let in no problem. Reaching in to my pocket I pulled out a small baggie with four pills in it. I wasn't sure what it was, but seeing a small star imprinted on the pill had me thinking it was extacy. I put the four of them in my mouth and washed them down with my whiskey. It was going to be a long night.

[nik]

I landed in the Rome international airport just shy of evening. Why my dumbass brother couldn’t keep his wife around was beyond me? I knew he was an abusive asshole, but he was my brother and I stood by him no matter what he did, but when she ran off, I had to take it upon myself to go get her. I knew if Mikhail went to find her, she’d come back to us in a body bag, and she was a member of my family, so there was no way in hell I was going to let that happen. Mikhail had gone a bit too far and I wasn’t going to let him do anything more to her. That was for sure. She may be his wife, but I wasn’t going to stand for his shit any longer.

I needed to stop into La Maison to talk to an informant. If she was anywhere in Italy like I’d gotten the tip for her being here, she would have had to flown into Rome. And if she did, Antonio would know about it. I walked up to the bar, shaking his hand after he sat down a tumbler of whiskey in front of a beautiful brunette. Yes, I loved brunnettes, but can you blame me? Blondes got way too much hype and ginger’s were too snobby for my taste. I nodded to the woman and sat down. “I’ll have whatever she’s having, Toni.”

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[Alexandria Moretti]

I was nodding my head and dancing in my seat. Yeah, it was definetely exstacy. Which was exactly what I'd needed. I took a sip from my whisky glass and looked around the room. Just as I was about to get up and go dance, a sexy brooding man sat down next to me. “I’ll have whatever she’s having, Toni.” He was Russian, that much was evident by his accent. And from the looks of his wardrobe, he was weathy Russian. I gave him a smile and tried to control the bouncing of my legs. "Well, Hello Mr. Russia. I'm having whiskey, but aren't you a vodka drinker?" I asked him in English, my tone playful as I took another long sip from my glass.

Antonio brought the man his glass of whiskey and me a tall glass of water. "You always know what I need." I said to him, this time in Italian, smiling brightly. I took a long sip from my water glass, got to keep hydrated, and turned to Mr. Russia. "So, what brings a well dressed Russian man to our water logged city?" I was speaking English because it was a well known language. Most people from anywhere outside the states could speak one and a half languages. The first being their own and the half being English.

[nik]

"Well, Hello Mr. Russia,” she spoke to me in English, but I could still hear her Italian accent. “I'm having whiskey, but aren't you a vodka drinker?" I laughed slightly, picking up the glass of whiskey. “When in Rome?” I spoke in English, to let her know I understood her. "You always know what I need." She told Toni as he sat down a glass of water in front of her. "So, what brings a well dressed Russian man to our water logged city?" She turned back to me, speaking in English more. I hadn’t expected to use my English today, but once again, When in Rome, I thought once again.

“I’m looking for my sister-in-law,” I told her. She really didn’t need to know much else. I looked down at the glass and then back up at her. “Vodka is a preference,” I told her, using my accent thickly, “But I always like to share a drink with a beautiful woman.” Sure, I could be a shameless flirt when I wanted to be, and I hadn’t talked to Toni much about Katia to really yet, so I could spare a little bit of time and have a drink with the beautiful Italian.

[Alexandria Moretti]

“I’m looking for my sister-in-law,” I told her. She really didn’t need to know much else. I looked down at the glass and then back up at her. “Vodka is a preference,” I told her, using my accent thickly, “But I always like to share a drink with a beautiful woman.”

I took another long sip from my water and a small one from the whiskey. I smiled at him, loving the sound of a non Italian accent. I remember being taken with the American accent when I'd first arrived in the states, but American was nothing compared to a nice thick Russian. There was something that was so forbidding, so dangerous and seductive about the Russian accent. I smiled brightly at him, fidgetting in my seat. "Thanks for the compliment. You know, my family is pretty damn prominent in Italy, what is your sister in laws name. I may have heard something." I asked him, more out of curiosity than thinking that I might actually be able to help. What can I say, he was hot and I was nosey.

I glanced around the room, searching out Georgio. He was standing not too far away, staring at me with his cell phone in his hand. He'd be calling us a ride home soon, depending on how out of control I was getting. I looked back at the brooding Russian and he just oozed trouble. I'd been shut down at Leo's and I wasn't about to let that affect my night. I smiled at Georgio and he gave me a stern look that said one thing, "Get away from that man." I didn't move an inch.

[nik]

"Thanks for the compliment.” I nodded, tilting my glass to her. “You know, my family is pretty damn prominent in Italy, what is your sister in law’s name. I may have heard something." I narrowed my eyes in on her over my glass. She looked like a Moretti or maybe an Andretti. I could never tell the difference between those two families. Both men had gorgeous daughters.

I shook my head, taking the rest of the liquid down in one hard swig, shaking my head at her. “Pardon me, donna, but in my line of work, we don’t speak so freely about things.” I leaned over closer to her, averting my gaze to her guard, nodding slightly, letting him know that I had no foul intentions with her, also acknowledging that he was there. I knew how guards were, and I wouldn’t have mine be any less protective.

“But I’m sure if we could some place a little more,” I placed my hand on the inside of her thigh, rubbing slightly upward, “private venue, I’m sure we could find something we could talk about.” I moved my hand farther up between her legs, almost touching the hem of her shorts. “Or, not talk at all, about anything that makes any sense that is.”

[Alexandria Moretti]

“Pardon me, donna, but in my line of work, we don’t speak so freely about things.” He leaned in close to me and I saw him glance over at a nervous looking Georgio. "I can understand that." I wasn't about to tell him that I was head of a family and I knew damn well how things worked in his line of business. I got momentarily distracted by the ice cubes in my drink and then he was talking again. “But I’m sure if we could some place a little more,” I placed my hand on the inside of her thigh, rubbing slightly upward, “private venue, I’m sure we could find something we could talk about." I moved my hand farther up between her legs, almost touching the hem of her shorts. “Or, not talk at all, about anything that makes any sense that is.”

I glanced down at his hand as it climbed its way up my thigh. I raised an eye brow at it and for a second, I thought about my earlier encounter with Captain Asshole, who would be getting a new nickname if I had anything to do with it. But, then again, we had been interrupted by the Pretty Pretty Princess who just happens to be his ex girlfriend. My exstacy clouded mind had me opening my legs a little wider, practically handing him a written invitation to vaginaland. "I think somewhere private is much better for this sort of.. conversation."

I stood up from my stool and turned away from him, walking toward the back rooms. I knew he'd be following me and I only spared a glance back for Georgio. He looked pale as a ghost as I blew him a kiss and disappeared behind the black curtain that led to the private VIP rooms.

[nik]

She spread her legs a little more to me, allowing me to rub against the material of her shorts just over her womanhood. "I think somewhere private is much better for this sort of.. conversation." I nodded as she stood slowly heading off toward the back. I knew exactly what was back there and if she was willing I was more than ready. It had been quite a while since I’d sought release in another woman, it was definitely time.

I stood up, giving her enough of a head start, giving her the discrepancy she deserved. I patted the bodyguard on the shoulder, speaking to him in Italian. “I’ll take good care of your girl, friend.”

[/b] Sure, that was a step in the dangerous direction, but I didn’t get where I was just because I was the bosses son. I did deserve this position. I followed the lady back into a back room where she was waiting at the door way. Taking her into my arms quickly, I shut the door behind us, pulling her hard against me, wrapping her legs around me and kissing her hard.[/blockquote]

[Alexandria Moretti]

My whole body was on fire, but then again, that was what this drug did to you. Every touch, every kiss, every little movement he made was amplified ten fold. Every time his lips met my skin it was like a direct line to my core. he picked me up, slamming me agianst the wall and kissed me hard as I laughed against his lips. This was why people did drugs, to feel like this. Wasn't it sad that I couldn't feel like this without them anymore. Nope, nothing sad, everything was happy right now, another bonus of the drug.

I kissed him back, my lips were on fire with the passion between us. I ran my hands through his hair, loving the feel of it on my finger tips. The sensation from his hair going through my fingers was almost too much, so I moved my hands down to his shoulders where I kneaded them gently as we kissed. My breathing was erratic and my hands were all over him. I couldn't keep my mouth off of his, but from the looks of things, he didn't seem to mind too much. I pulled back slightly, having a rare moment of clarity, "By the way my name.." I said as I kissed him again, "Alexandria. Thought you should at least know my name." I said as I winked at him.

I bent my head back down to him, but before I could kiss him again, the door flew open and Georgio was taking up the whole opening. "Hello love." I said to him, smiling. "Time to go, then?" I asked him innocently in Italian. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he'd called someone, probably Leo, and gotten his ass chewed out.

[Georgio Pizzano]

Ok, so to say that Leo was pissed would pretty much be an under statement. "Get her out of that room, do you hear me? If you’re with her, you’re supposed to keep her safe! How do you know she’s safe if she’s ALONE with the dirty RUSSIAN?!?!” I'd ended the call, telling him I was on it. I laughed a little at the dirty Russian comment, but only a little. Granted, I had about seventy pounds on Leo, but I still didn't want to fuck with him. Yeah, I might be able to toss him over my shoulder and carry him to town, but he could shoot me in the head from a mile away. I'd stay on his good side thanks.

I went down the hall and opened two different doors before I finally found Lexi. She was in a most compromising position and I was thankful that I was finding her like this and not Leo. Or even worse, Carmelo. "Hello love." She said to me, smiling. "Time to go, then?" I nodded to her as she hopped down from the wall. "Sì, Bella. Leo is on his way and he's not happy about this." I said to her as she sauntered over to me. It was pretty damn obvious she was high as a kite, which in one aspect was a good thing. From the look of her, she was on an upper, probably exstacy and she'd be easy to get out of here.