Adriana is a beautiful woman,  with soft olive skin,  beautiful black hair with the slightest hint of curls manifesting as elegant waves.  Her eyes were two beautiful almond pools,  that seemed to take in everything around the room.  She was a creature of exquisite beauty, her lips full and set in a perpetual coy smile.  At five foot four,  she wasn't imposing in the least but had a somewhat child like innocent quality that was starkly contrasted by her full breasts,  and hips.  The young woman, wax currently wearing a simple, yet elegant black dress that accentuated all those lovely curves without showing more skin then was proper for a rich young socialite.  On her right index finger was a single silver band,  and upon her neck hung a simple silver cross.<br/><br/>One of those tone legs was crossed over the other,  making sure to remain modest as she sipped slowly from a glass of red wine.  In the other hand,  she held a burning cigarette,  it was a dirty habit, she knew but there was no better way to relax during the evening.<br/><br/>Behind her chair, stood a large Itallian man that looked more like a bull dog then a human being,  he was dressed in a black suit...  and remained silent keeping an eye on his mistress.<br/><br/>The young lady,  knew she wasn't the muscle here.  More then likely,  she'd end up acting as bait again,  the thought alone made her smile,  and cause a shiver of delight to run down her spine.  Her eyes scanned over the book,  and she laid eyes on 'Ghost 29.'  Her tongue ran over red painted lips,  as one of her small olive skin hands tenderly caressed the page as if it was the flesh of a lover.  "This one's tasty..."  She almost moaned the words,  a hint of a blush spread across her cheeks.  "Lets do her... please..."