Isabelle smiled as she blushed under Devrim’s glaze and compliment, she felt nice. She had never worn a dress this expensive before or even got this glammed up for an event. She hoped like hell she didn’t embarrass Devrim, her hands moved to nervously brush along her dress as she flattened it around her legs. The dress hugged her form, highlighting her hourglass figure as her hand moved to brush back one of the strands of loose hair which had fell forwards around her cheeks. Isa looked over Devrim, he looked handsome in his outfit, he cleaned up well, then again he always looked good. Isa bit down on her bottom lip as she shut down that though real fast, Devrim had helped her but he wasn’t interested in her like that. He must likely just saw her as a street kid who needed help,she gave a forced smile as she spoke “ You look great too.” She watched as he placed her makeup on one of the side tables as she nibbled on her bottom lip “sorry about that” her hand waving towards the make-up which was now on the table. She nodded “ Yeah, ready whenever you are” she smiled as she followed him through the penthouse and towards the garage. Her eyes widening as she saw the cars within the garage apparently Devrim had quite the collection, not that she knew what the hell the difference was between one car and another was but they looked nice. Her heels echoed in the garage as she made her way towards the car with Devrim at her side as she gave him a soft muttered<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“thank you” </span>as he held the door open for her and she slipped inside the passenger's seat taking a few seconds to straighten out her skirt.<br/><br/>Isa glanced around as Devrim took the time to move around the car and slip into the driver's seat, her eyes moving to focus on him as he gave her a smile. Isabelle smiled back and listened as he explained the party they were going to, the place would be filled with members of some of the biggest crime families and organisations within the city. Isa nodded softly she would have to watch what she said and did, she didn’t want to piss anyone off here and make trouble for Devrim. She repeated a few names he mentioned in her mind over and over committing them to memory for future reference, before nodding at him. “I’ll stay close to you.” she was going to make sure she stayed close by, being at his side was most likely the best way to stay safe. As they continued silence settled before Devrim started on the small talk, she smiled at him<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “ The Warehouse is nice. Its big and has so much to do, thanks for taking me there. The people are nice, I have kinda stayed to myself but I talked to a few people yesterday and we ended up hanging out in the break room. It's nice to have somewhere safe to stay. Before I moved from place to place, here I can relax and let my guard down. Thanks again for letting me stay”</span>she smiled at Devrim as she raised a hand and brushed her hair behind her ears. Finally they arrived at the mansion, the large and lavish place was like nothing she had ever saw before, her eyes roamed over the exterior as they came to a stop as she felt the door slide open. Isa glanced at Devrim before stepping out as the valet held open the door, she slipped out and stood up smoothing out her dress. She watched as Devrim hand over his keys and moved towards Isabelle offering her his arm, as she smiled and slipped her arm in his, the pair making their way inside.<br/><br/>Isabelle’s eyes widened as she took in the sheer size and luxury of the home they had stepped inside of, they walked pass a reception area and into a large open room. It was beautiful, she noticed a few people looking in her direction or perhaps they were looking at Devrim.  Isabelle stepped closer to Devrim’s size as a male approached, he looked to be in his early thirties. He had long dark brown hair which was pulled back into a ponytail, he was wearing a dark grey silk suit with a dark blue shirt and black dress shoes. A grin on his lips as he approached Devrim,he reached out his hand as he shook Devrim’s hand.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffff">“Devrim. My friend. Nice to see you this evening. And I don’t believe I have met this beauty before?”</span>his eyes moving to focus on Isa as he took her hand and lifted it to his lips giving her hand a soft kiss<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffff"> “ Conrad O’Brien, at your service my Lady and you are ?”</span>his eyes seemed to stare at Isa as he waited for her to answer. Isa’s tongue darted out as she licked her bottom lip before she answered him<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Isabelle, Isabelle Cooley. Nice to meet you” </span>Conrad grinned and kept a hold of Isa’s hand as he gave it a soft squeeze, as he flirted<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffff">“ Such a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” </span>Isabelle smiled as she pulled back her hand and curled against Devrim,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Thank you, Mr O’Brien” </span>a soft giggle escaping her.