The Winning Hand (BG1990&JA)
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				Title: <strong>The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-02-2014, 07:50:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://idesigniphone.net/wallpapers/03187.jpg)</div>Name: Tina Cortez<br>Age: 23<br>Nationality: Mexican<br><br>Tina was laughing with her uncles maids in the kitchen when there was a knock on the door. Then some screams. Then some yells. "JOHN LOST A CARD GAME, HE BET EVERY SINGLE WOMAN IN THIS HOUSE!" A male voice yelled. Tina's blood ran from her face. She was just there for a visit, waiting for him. Grabbing a knife, the ladies tried to take her somewhere to hide. <br><br>Before she knew it, women were being grabbed by men and dragged out of the house. As she turned a corner to run to a safe room a man cut her off. She held the knife up as she almost pissed herself. Her hand was shaking but she spoke anyways. "My name is Tina Cortez. I'm not a maid here, I was here to visit my uncle... please... let me go..."<br><br>"That's what they all say." Said another male voice behind her. A hard bang came to the side of her, making her black out. <br><br>Tina's ears were ringing as her eyes slowly opened. Her arms were cold and sore, there was a buzzing, her knees hurt as well. Slowly she started to come to. She was on her knees, in her underwear. Her body was placed on top of a machine that was vibrating against her crotch, but she was chained down, she couldn't stand. She had a gag in her mouth and as she looked up, she saw that her hands hand leather cuffs around them, being held up by another chain. Tina whimpered from the machine as it teased her clit through her panties. She looked around the room, it was blurry still but she was in a very nice room. Slowly the door opened and someone walked in. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 02:48:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.nndb.com/people/135/000023066/diesel.jpg)</div>Name:&nbsp; Vincent Mazzachiti<br>Age:&nbsp; 42<br>Nationality:&nbsp; Italian<br><br>Vincent smirked as he went from room to room, browsing his newest acquisitions.&nbsp; John was always a lousy poker player, but this time he had truly taken the cake when he had tried to bluff his way to a big win.&nbsp; Had the poor bastard won, he would've gotten his foot in the door on the very profitable markets down in Miami, something that Vincent had managed to stop over and over again.&nbsp; Sadly for him, or rather for the twenty-two girls that had been in the house at the time, his bluff had been called by Vincent and his full house, queens over sixes.&nbsp; All of the girls had been stripped down to their bra and panties and cuffed, chained, or tied down in various positions, awaiting his leisure.&nbsp; However, so far none of them had really caught his attention and there was only one room left, which had one of his men standing outside of it, waiting for him.<br><br><em>"I thought you might like to know, sir, we were able to confirm that the girl in there is actually Tina Cortez."</em> the man said before walking away.&nbsp; Vincent smiled when he learned that fact as it just made his victory over John all the sweeter.&nbsp; He pushed open the door to the room and looked in to see that his men had clearly had a bit of fun with her placement.&nbsp; While she was in bra and panties like the rest of the girls, she'd been positioned on a nice toy that stimulated her clit, causing her to get extremely wet without being able to get off.&nbsp; Seeing her look up in response to the door opening, he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.<br><br><em>"Hello girl."</em> he said as he ran a hand over his bald head, <em>"My name is Vincent......I own you and every girl that was in that house last night."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 07:29:53</strong>
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				Tina felt some tears fall down her face as she shook her head, whimpering into the gag. This couldn't be happening, not to her. She knew how important her father and uncle were, but to be honest, she was their princess. Her uncle and father spoiled the shit out of her and protected her, more so her uncle. Tina just couldn't accept that she was included in this bet. He'd never bet her. <br><br>Her young body tried to stretch away from the machine as it stimulated her. She was started to sweat a bit, making her little body glow. Tina looked at him and whimpered some more as she couldn't talk. She needed to try and bargain with him. He was very intimidating, but maybe he wouldn't touch her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 08:35:38</strong>
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				He grinned as he watched her struggling to free herself or at the very least get her body away from the machine that was teasing her mercilessly.&nbsp; She wouldn't be able to though as she was strapped down just right to percent it.&nbsp; He saw her straining to speak around the gag, but it didn't work out for her at all.&nbsp; <em>"I suggest you stop trying to speak to me because the only reason that gag will be removed is for something else to be inserted into that sexy little mouth of yours."</em> he said as he stalked forward much like a predator that had his prey cornered.<br><br>As he drew closer, he reached around her back and unclasped her bra so that it hung loose on her shoulders, giving him a very sexy view without revealing the whole show just yet.&nbsp; <em>"I'm going to ask a question and you will answer with a simple nod or shake of your head.....are you still a virgin?"</em> he asked as he stepped back once again, his growing erection obvious in the tight black pants he was wearing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 08:44:56</strong>
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				When he made his innuendo she blushed and gasped. She knew what he was talking about and she didn't like what she heard. She looked scared. Seeing him move forward she shook her head, her eyes begging him to stop, but instead he walked behind her. Thinking that he was just looking at her she breathed, that was until her bra suddenly released her supple breasts.<br><br>She looked up at him innocently, and scared to boot. No man would touch a mob bosses daughter and niece. They made sure of that. Tina's watery eyes looked into Vincent's. She knew who he was, he wasn't an enemy to the family but he wasn't a friend either. The politics in a mobsters life was complicated. If she were to say yes, then he'd deflowered an innocent that wasn't arranged. If she said no, it would effect their reputation. Tina saw no point in lying. Her probably find out two seconds later anyways. <br><br>As her breasts hung from under her bra she breathed a bit heavy with a single nod. She is a virgin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 08:52:43</strong>
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				He could almost see her turning the question over in her mind and it just confirmed that she'd had some training on the politics of the criminal underworld.&nbsp; Finally she answered honestly with a single resigned nod that told him she expected this to change in short order.&nbsp; As much fun as that would be, he didn't feel like going that far with things tonight.&nbsp; <em>"I thought as much."</em> he said as he pulled a chair in front of her and sat down, <em>"Don't worry, you'll be remaining one for the time being, I'm not a complete savage."</em><br><br>He pulled a knife from his belt and cut the straps away, causing her bra to drop to the floor and co.pletely expose her breasts to the slightly cool air of the room.&nbsp; <em>"Let me explain something to you.....your Father and Uncle are not coming for you.....I'm too powerful and more importantly I'm too well connected for them to survive attacking.&nbsp; They may try to bargain for you but I won't be giving you back anytime soon if ever."</em> he said as he put the knife away and reached forward to adjust the knob on the machine, turning it up a level, <em>"You're my plaything now until I decide differently....nod if you understand."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 15:59:46</strong>
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				Tina almost glared at him when he called himself "not a complete savage" because in her mind he was. She knew this man, he'd met this man only once when she was very young. He acted like she wasn't even there. She wasn't used to that as a child and remembered sticking her tongue out at him as they left. <br><br>The glare suddenly stopped as she saw the knife. Was she going to die? Be tortured? She was half right. As her breasts felt the air in the room slightly perk them she blushed even more. He was going to torture her. She looked at Vincent the entire time with fear and anger in her eyes. She so&nbsp; badly wanted to tell him off. <strong>YES THEY ARE! THEY ARE COMING FOR ME!</strong> she was thinking like a naive little girl would think. As he reached forward she tried to move back, seeming to think that he was going to touch her. No, instead the machine was turned up higher, which made anything but sexual misery show in her face as she whimpered and hung her head back. <br><br>She was almost insulted. She wasn't just "a plaything" she was educated in this worlds politics. But maybe her body and mind of a mob bosses daughter was what he was referring to. Either way she nodded and whimpered, wanting the machine to turn off and be let go of. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 18:58:57</strong>
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				He could see all of the little wheels turning inside of her head.&nbsp; He knew her type well, the pampered princesses of the underworld, raised to believe themselves untouchable and unable to process it when they were proven wrong.&nbsp; He had to admit that he enjoyed breaking girls like this slowly, savoring each moment until they were completely his and then he would parade them around in front of their loved ones like trophies, signalling a subtle victory of them.&nbsp; And this girl, he knew was going to be especially fun.<br><br><em>"I'm going to remove the gag now so you can answer a few questions.&nbsp; Scream and I'll slice your throat just right and make it so you'll never speak again."</em> he said as the knife made a reappearance in his hand.&nbsp; Confident that the girl wasn't going to make trouble, he reached forward and removed the gag before leaning back and waiting to see what she was going to do.
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				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 19:37:10</strong>
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				When he threatened her some more she knew better than to test it. She'd seen a few things of what men like him could do to a person. She just did a single nod, indicating she understood him loud and clear. She watched the tip of the blade shine in the light and let out a small whimper of fear as she stared at it as it got closer to her. <br><br>Once it was off, Tina moved her mouth around a bit to adjust and then looked at him. "Please... stop this thing, let me have some clothes, i'll behave..." she submitted quickly. She knew better than the piss him off at this moment, though,she was waiting for the right moment. Even if it took a day or a year she'd get back to her father and uncle. "M-maybe we can work something out with Daddy and Uncle John..." she looked up at him and shut herself up at this point. She clearly wanted to be covered and was nervously speaking as she tried to figure out what to do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 19:48:03</strong>
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				He let out a low dark chuckle as he listened to her pleas.&nbsp; Dar from giving her what she wanted, he turned the device up to its highest setting.&nbsp; Little did she know that it wasn't some sort of toy, but rather an interesting form of torture.&nbsp; It would give her just enough stimulation to excite and unsettle her, but not nearly enough to let her get off, putting her in a state of constant arousal.&nbsp; It would drive her mad before too long, he knew, and that was the point.&nbsp; He watched as she continued to squirm for a moment before he finally spoke up again <br><br><em>"I'm afraid that there is little your family could offer me that would interest me."</em> he told her, <em>"I have money, power, security, every comfort I could ever desire and most of all I have the things your family needs to survive this world, making me untouchable to them.&nbsp; You're mine girl for as long as I want you.&nbsp; So get rid of thoughts of home and start thinking about what you can do to stay in my good graces.......now.....tell me everything you know about your fathers operations.....and I might turn this off."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 20:03:05</strong>
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				She seemed to get a bit annoyed when he laughed at her. She didn't like being laughed at. As the vibrating object was turned up she whimpered a bit more and started to pant a little. She tried to adjust herself to make it stop, but that didn't work so well. Her body was now forming beads of sweat. He was right though. Though she was a woman, she was important to her father and uncle. No many people took the woman of the family seriously, they were easy to pass around, so no one took it seriously when Tina was born. <br><br>Tina was more important than anyone that wasn't in the family would think. She went even more pale as she realized what this was. An interrogation. Tina gulped. She knew almost everything. For years they were training her for interrogations, but non of the training was like this. There were no other men in the family you see. She was going to be in an arranged marriage so that they could keep the family up. She was to be the familys mob boss. No one would see it coming. A female as the mastermind? No never think of her. <br><br>Tina gulped again. "Th-they don't tell me anything... i'm just a girl..." she said as she shifted a bit, the machine still making her pant even more now. "please make it stop..." she begged him. Tina's personality didn't seem to be the type that would be able to handle this life. That was the whole point of their plan. It'd take a genius to figure it out. 
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				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 20:18:00</strong>
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				<em>"That's a lie, don't insult my intellegence."</em> he told her harshly, <em>"They don't protect 'just a girl' as much as they protected you.&nbsp; Nor does 'just a girl' warrant as many tutors or hidden training as you.&nbsp; No they're preparing you for something and I will find out what.&nbsp; You can either tell me now or I can torture it out of you over the course of days....weeks....months, it makes no difference to me."</em>. He leaned back in his chair as he observed the girl carefully.<br><br>Little did she or her family know that he'd planned to be there that night and to be playing John in cards.&nbsp; The man was a compulsive gambler and a poor one at that.&nbsp; It was child's play to get him to bet all the women in the house with him being just drunk enough to forget his nieces presence there.&nbsp; Now he had ahold of her and he was going to figure out just what about this girlwas so special as to merit all the time and resources that had been poured into her safety and education.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 20:26:28</strong>
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				She was surprised when he called her out on her lie. No one ever thought twice on something like that. "We're mexican!" She tried to go for the race card. "our culture tends to favor women for what we can do, and provide. I'm their only girl, of course they are going to protect me." she tried to reason. "I swear, I don't know anything!" She was almost in tears at this point as she tried to pull her body from the machine. At this point, she was upset that her father and uncle didn't prepare her for this type of torture. "The only thing i'm good for is helping make another boy, that's it!" The girl slipped a bit from the little distance she did get from the machine and became extremely stimulation. "PLEASE MAKE IT STOP! I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" 
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				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 20:43:22</strong>
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				<em>"You're lying."</em> he replied softly as he snapped his fingers sharply.&nbsp; The door opened and one of his men appeared, pushing another girl into the room with him.&nbsp; Vincent knew she would be recognized since the two had been found together when all the women had been gathered up.&nbsp; She was completely naked and what make-up she'd been wearing was smeared from crying.&nbsp; She was dragged out in front of Vincent and forced to her knees before him before the man left, closing the door behind him.&nbsp; Vincent strikes the girls hair for a moment as he looked up at Tina.<br><br><em>"You remember her I'm sure....well she's going to serve as an example of what awaits you if you don't cooperate....well....that and watching you suffer like this is making my horny."</em> he said with a grin as he unzipped his pants, revealing his erection which he then forced the other girls mouth onto.&nbsp; She struggled a moment until she was force to accept the inevitable and started to suck, tears peaking down her face.&nbsp; Vincent just stared up at Tina showing no emotion at all.&nbsp; <em>"Answer the question."</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 20:50:26</strong>
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				The girl that they brought in might as well have been her closet friend, even more a maid. The two stared at each other for a moment until she was forced to do dirty things. Tina looked away from the girl. Tina was suffering even more now. She couldn't watch this poor helpless girl forced to suck this mans cock. <br><br>Tina was mad at her father and uncle now, for never preparing her for this. Due to the lack of training, the real Tina started to show at this point. She glared at the man and gritted her teeth with hate. "I can't tell you the truth without insulting you." she glared. "She leaves and I'll talk. She stays and i don't say a fucking word!" She was swearing now. There she was. This was Tina. 
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				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 20:58:36</strong>
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				<em>"Finally....I was wondering how far you'd let it go before you dropped the mask."</em> he said as a smirk crossed his face.&nbsp; The ripped the girls head away from his lap and with another snap of his fingers, she was removed from the room to be returned to her own holding cell until such a time as she was needed again.&nbsp; <em>"Although I must admit I was weather hoping you'd be able to hold out a bit longer.... she was rather talented with that mouth of hers.&nbsp; I have no doubt she'd have gotten me off given a ten minutes or so....not an easy thing to do when I'm involved."</em><br><br>He buttoned his pants back up and stared at Tina, looking straight st her face and ignoring her rising and falling chest and sweat covered skin that would've excited any man had they been able to see it.&nbsp; <em>"Now that the mask has been dropped, you will tell me everything that you know.&nbsp; If I'm satisfied I MIGHT turn the device off and let you lay down for the night.&nbsp; If not I can always bring her back and sample her other holes while you're forced to watch."</em> he said as he waited for her to start talking, wondering just how much she actually knew.
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				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 21:05:49</strong>
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				The look that Tina gave him was of disgust, but she was safe and that's all that mattered. She watched as the girl left, mouthing thank you. "Well, I know who you are..." she started. "You clearly know who I am." She stopped talking for a minute as she tried to breath. She couldn't concentrate. This was a lot harder than she was hoping it'd be. "If you are so smart you already know the answer. Come on Vincey, think about it. I have no brother, no cousins, it's just me. I'm smarter than my father and uncle combined." When he didn't&nbsp; seem to get it she groaned in agony. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." She hinted. That was true, when women were pissed, some, rationalized like a man. She was raised in this world. Had she been born a man she'd be perfect. 
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				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 21:29:41</strong>
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				Good...they were done with the games now.&nbsp; They was what this whole show had been about as far as he was concerned.&nbsp; Leaning forward so they were merely inches apart and she could feel his hot breath on his skin and he was sure she was glad he'd brushedbefore coming down here.&nbsp; <em>"Girl you know only what your family knows about me and that merely the tip of the iceberg."</em> he told her, <em>"But you're right, I know exactly who and what you are...why do you think I planned this whole thing out?&nbsp; You're here be design, not by accident."</em>. He smirked at her as his hands reached out to cup her breasts in them, squeezing slightly.<br><br><em>"I'll let you in on a little secret since you're not leaving here for a while.....your family is a big fish in a little pond......I'm a shark in the ocean.&nbsp; Why do you think your uncle just let me walk out knowing I had you?&nbsp; He couldn't stop me and he knew it.&nbsp; Now.....tell me everything."</em> he said as he continued to toy with her breasts, pinching her nipples and twisted softly.
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				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 21:39:20</strong>
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				As he leaned in, she tried to lean back, she could only go so far though. Her eyes shifted as she looked him in the eyes. As he told her the truth though she groaned again. Her uncle risked everything on a card game. Such a stupid stupid man... when he touched her she almost bit him. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" She growled, but he didn't. Tina glared at him. <br><br>"Here's what you NEED to know. Everything.... and i mean everything; Is mine." she glared at him as her body shivered from the machine. She was their shark. "If you keep me, they will take it all away from me. If you stop this now we can work something out..." she suggested as her body was starting to melt. "Please turn this thing off!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 21:50:52</strong>
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				He just smirked at her easily as he continued his actions, knowing how much havok it was causing her.&nbsp; <em>"And just who would they give it to?&nbsp; They're both dying as we speak....your father of cancer and your uncle at the hands of one of my best hitmen.&nbsp; Neither has any other heir so you're all that they have.&nbsp; So long as you're here I control you and everything you have so tell me what incentive do I have to release you?"</em> he asked, knowing that he was dropping another bomb on her world, but that was the point right now.&nbsp; To break her down so that she could be built back up as he saw fit.<br><br><em>"Now.....you will tell me everything....how big the operation is...where your safehouses are, how much of your income is from drugs and gambling.....everything.&nbsp; If not you can stay like this all night and all day....stimulated but unable to get off and unable to come down.....it'll be fun to see how long it takes until you're begging for a cock so you can get off at last......"</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 22:06:16</strong>
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				Tina teared up as he talked about her father, but then saying that he was kill her uncle, she started to cry. At this point she did look like how she played herself off to be. The words seemed to break her heart. She had to think and think fast. "If it belongs to me you won't have any of it if you keep me this way." She said quickly. Checkmate. Once they were dead she owned it. She wouldn't do shit for him in he kept her a slave like this. Once she died, or didn't claim it, all of it went to charity. That was her plan. no boss would benefit from her if they killed her. So it'd be pointless. <br><br>Her uncle was dead, and even if he wasn't, he was going to be for bargaining her off like a moron. Her father..well like stated, he had cancer. "It's big enough. We have them everywhere, 40% the rest is from legit business." She looked up at him. Both of them knew at this point, he needed her. 
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				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 22:35:34</strong>
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				So she was smarter than he gave her credit for.&nbsp; If he didn't play the game then he would have to start from scratch on this areas and contend with numerous other gangs and upstarts doing the same.&nbsp; Oh he would win but at a cost that he didn't care to pay, nor could he just sit back and let it happen as it might tip the balance out of his favor.&nbsp; Like it or not, the girl had what he wanted and that meant he was going to have to play a little bit nicer.&nbsp; Not that he was going to give her everything she wanted, but he knew that he would attract more flies with honey in this case.<br><br>He reached forward and shut the device off, giving her some relief, but he didn't untie her just yet as she needed to understand who was in charge.&nbsp; <em>"Alright.....let's talk business then.....you're mine....you stay here, life comfortably, give out the orders I tell you to give.&nbsp; You fail and I've got two dozen or so girls in cells just like this one that I can have tortured and killed until you get the message."</em> he told her as he waited for a response.
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				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 22:42:04</strong>
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				As the machine turned off she sighed in relief. It was over... for now. She was able to take some pressure off of her knees since the torturous part was over. As he spoke she stayed quiet. She wasn't going to talk business like this. She looked at him finally and decided to speak. "A lady doesn't talk business without clothes on. I got your stupid point, but we aren't talking business until i have some clothes. Simple jeans and shirt are fine as i'm assuming your men cut my dress off of me..." she started. Her face wasn't as sharp was it was before. She was calmer. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 22:50:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"And what assurances do I have that you won't attempt something stupid the minute you're no longer bound up?"</em> he asked her simply, <em>"I mean let's be honest with each other for a moment, at this time you would love nothing more than to stab me in the heart and spur on my grave, so why should I take any sort of risk by letting you go until I have some way of knowing that you won't be giving into those impulses and making the attempt.&nbsp; Not that you would succeed, but I don't think the bruises and scars you'd get for your efforts would go well with your skin tone."</em><br><br>He regarded her carefully.&nbsp; Even though he hasn't been able to track down any bills for self defense training, only a fool would think she didn't have some means of defending herself and even though he was well trained in his own right, he knew all it would take was one lucky shot and this gamble would be his last.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 22:55:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him. He was right. Think Tina think. "If my uncle is -" she stopped herself. No. He was dead already. She knew that. "The girls." She answered simply. They'll get used to working here, like they did my uncle. But, I do care for them. It wont take them long to like it here... Just...i don't want them hurt or raped by your men..." She looked at him with sadness, like the thought of them getting raped was more terrifying than if she got raped. "Please...." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 23:02:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was silent for a minute as he rolled over not only her words but her tone and expression when she said that.&nbsp; She sounded genuine, but he had met some great actors before and was about to say she would have to do better until he remembered her anger from his use of the one girl earlier.&nbsp; You couldn't fake that kind of primal anger and that was what he had seen when he had forced the girl to blow him.&nbsp; He thought about it for a couple of minutes longer before he finally came to a decision and looked at Tina from his seat in front of her.<br><br><em>"They will work for me as maids, cooks, and servants.&nbsp; My men won't touch them unless the girls allow it.&nbsp; However if you cross me, I will line them up, put them on their knees, skullfuck the shit out of them all and then blow their brains out.&nbsp; Am I in any way unclear to you?"</em> he asked, leaving no doubt he would live up to his word if she pushed the matter.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 23:13:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him as he stared at her, more through her really. She waited there, but finally he spoke. "Crystal." She glared at him. All she wanted to do was get back to her father and forget that this happened. Forget everything. Tina was starting to wonder, she caved so easily... was she ready to be who her father and uncle wanted her to be? She stayed deep in this thought for awhile. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 23:33:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding sharply, he barked some orders and minutes later a man appeared with a pair of jeans and a baggy tee-shirt that looked like they might fit her well enough.&nbsp; The man left and Vincent learned forward to uncuff her hands before stepping back out of her reach.&nbsp; He doubted she would try anything already but no sense in taking an unneeded risk when if came to this girl, who currently had a far away look in her eyes as if she was realizing just how quickly he'd broken her down.<br><br><em>"My father was an FBI agent specially trained in interrogation techniques."</em> he told her, <em>"He taught me everything he knew.&nbsp; You never stood a chance once I had ahold of you so don't be ashamed.&nbsp; Rather think of it as a life lesson...no matter how good you are, there is always someone better.&nbsp; Now dress and let's talk business."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 23:48:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina finally snapped back when se was let go and given clothes. She said nothing as she painfully stood up and started to dress. She almost seemed to spit at him as he attempted to make her feel better. "Your father must be so proud of you. Molesting one girl and making another give you head." She has a pre hate for him. "I said I wouldn't do anything, I never said I wouldn't be a bitch." She added as she faced him. She backed herself away, keeping out of reach herself. A trained person would be able to see the way she was standing, like a woman, but ready for a fight as well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-03-2014, 23:56:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"My father was an idealistic fool.&nbsp; Every year he brought down mob bosses and drug lords that made more in a year than he made in his entire life and then he expected me to follow in his footsteps."</em> Vincent replied, <em>"I do what I have to do to get ahead and if you think for one second your precious Uncle or Father haven't done things ten times worse, then you're more a fool than I first thought you might be.&nbsp; The only difference between me and them is I had the ambition to take it to the next level and now I run a territory ten times the size of theirs with a hundred times more profit."</em><br><br>He stopped as he realized he was on the verge of ranting.&nbsp; Taking a calming breath, he smirked at her attitude.&nbsp; <em>"Be a bitch all you want but keep in mind from now on you're MY bitch.&nbsp; Now let's cut the shit and talk business.&nbsp; I run the show and give the orders, you pass it down to your people and in return you get to enjoy a live of comfort and luxury that you could never have obtained on your own.&nbsp; Is there a problem with that?"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 00:06:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Please, you think I don't know what they've done? You cut the shit in thinking that I'm going to agree to the your bitch statement. I have a genius IQ, I am more than jut some old guys bitch.&nbsp; As for the business's, I have no say right now." Her father was still alive, he had everything for now. She say by a window sill and stare at him. "Not only that we need to have a sit down with him. Not just you and I. Don't your know your manners?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 00:13:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had to let out a chuckle at the old man comment.&nbsp; True he could probably be her father, but he wouldn't deny he had another role in mind for himself when it came to her, he just had to bide his time.&nbsp; <em>"I may be older but I'm not old yet."</em> he told her confidently, <em>"As for your genius level IQ I really couldn't give a damn less about it.&nbsp; I built this family of mine from scratch and I know better than anyone alive what it takes to continue to grow stronger.&nbsp; As for meeting your father, unless he's coming to us its not going to happen since I don't trust for one second that you won't try something the minute you're out of this house.&nbsp; Hell if you really wanna play it that way I can just wait until he dies.....his doctors say he's got six months left at best anyway....how do you fancy being strapped to that device while we wait for him to pass on?&nbsp; I can certainly make that happen."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 00:26:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina stopped and stared at him, anger surged through her as she walked towards him quickly and slapped him on the face, hard. "You don't talk about him like that," she said through her teeth with tearful eyes. She back away from him as she wiped her eyes and sniffled a bit. Clearly this was a sensitive subject for her. Tina looked out he window and she tried to calm down. She curled up on the little chair by the window as she looked out it. She didn't know how to handle the death of her father and uncle at the same time. On top of it, she was alone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 00:38:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The slap barely phased him as he watched her get upset just like he expected her to.&nbsp; When she curled up in the chair, he walked over and knelt beside it, staying just out of easy striking range while still managing to be between her and the door.&nbsp; <em>"Slap me like that again and I WILL strap you back up and leave you there for the night."</em> he said, his voice low and harsh, <em>"Lesson one...people die all the time around people like us....deal with it and move forward.&nbsp; Now......we're going to go upstairs and you're going to call your father to assure him you're alive and unharmed.&nbsp; You will then invite him here to discuss business....am I understood?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 00:46:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina heard him move close to her and listened to him. "I'm sorry that my dad isn't people to me. I'm sorry that I'm not so used to death I'm not allowed to be upset." She said as she looked at him. "I feel sorry for you. But I hate you even more than I feel sorry for you." She said as she got up and moved further away. "Give I until tomorrow. If I call today hell Be mad and wot reason and will come here with very thing he has. Give him until tomorrow morning." She didn't look at Him. Tina looked blankley at Vincent. "You can't hurt me anymore today. I'm on empty."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 01:49:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Oh Tina.....if you only knew how many ways I could hurt you even after you think you're all out of caring."</em> he said with a smile, <em>"When you've seen as much death as I have, people stop being people, they just become numbers.....you'll understand sooner or later."</em>&nbsp; As he finished speaking, he had a small bed brought into the room with some comfortable pillows and blankets and they were set up in the far corner of the room, making it clear that she wouldn't be leaving this room for the time being.&nbsp; <em>"Sadly, I still don't trust you to walk around this compound without doing something foolish so you'll be rooming in here until I feel otherwise.&nbsp; Anything I can get you....Princess?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 02:22:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him. She felt bad for him. Numbers. Everything was jut a number to him. No love for any person. How empty. She watched as a bed was carried in and sighed. "Yeah, don't ever call me princess again. You don't get that luxury. <br><br>When he was gone she looked around the room, trying find a way out or a way to kill him. Nothing. Not even a letter opener. Tina gave up after some time and crawled into the bed she was given and laid in it. After what seemed like forever she finally fell asleep. When she awoke she remembered what happened, knew it wasn't a nightmare. She sat up slowly and just rubbed her face.<br><br>Tina groaned as she stood up, she knew she had to call him. She knew she had to try but what was she going to say?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 02:26:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I'll call you anything I please."</em> he told her before he departed from the room, leaving her to get some rest.&nbsp; He knew that there was nothing in there she could use to harm him or herself, at least not fast enough to do any lasting damage before the man watching her room via that small camera hidden in the corner could stop her.&nbsp; He returned to his own room, showered, and went to bed, a smile on his face as he knew that things were going according to plan or at least close enough that he wasn't concerned.<br><br>When morning came, he got up and dressed before heading down to her room and entering, not even bothering to knock and give her time to prepare herself.&nbsp; <em>"Rise and shine, Princess, we've got a busy day ahead of us, not least ensuring that your father doesn't attempt a suicide run on this compound."</em> he said as he looked at her
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 02:35:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tina," she corrected him as she paced the floor. She looked out the window. Making choice after choice. Ruin their family? Work under this man? Work with him? Run away? Die? Tina too a deep breath and looked at him. "Okay I'm ready." She said. <br><br>Once the phone was in her hand she dialed the number. "Papa..." She started. "Calmete papa, est-.." She was speakin in Spanish. Tina suddenly went pale. "I don't want to talk about that... Que? No no nonononono!" She seemed to be starting to get emotional. "Papa no!" A loud pop came from the phone making Tina jump and drop the phone. A single tear fell as she stood there. "No no no no! NO!" She shrieked as she ran for the door. She wasn't running away really. She ran into Vincent, almost hysterical. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 02:41:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent listened, having already dusted off his rusty Spanish.....not that it mattered as just seconds later, her face paled and she went into a panic that sent him on edge.&nbsp; When she dropped the phone and started to run for the door, he immediately knew that something was amiss, but he also knew that he wasn't going to just let her leave.&nbsp; So instead of letting her push past him, he held his ground and wrapped his strong arms around her to ensure that she didn't try to worm her way around him.&nbsp; When she finally stopped struggling enough for him to get a few words out, he did so.<br><br><em>"What the hell is the matter with you, Tina?"</em> he growled out as he looked over at the phone that was on the floor.&nbsp; He didn't know what could've possibly been said in that short an amount of time that could cause this reaction.&nbsp; All he could do was keep ahold of her and wait for her to calm down enough to speak.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 02:49:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sadly, Vincent was the only comfort she had at this point. When she realized she was still in his arms she pushed him back. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" She shrieked some more.&nbsp; She started to yell at him in spanish, calling him a horrible person, the devil, talking about how she hated him. Tina backed into a corner of the room and slid down the wall instill her butt hit the floor, her hands in her face as she sobbed. "Papa..." she cried as she tried to breath. <br><br>It was at this point that one of the maids, fulling clothed, ran in. It was the girl from before. She ran passed Vincent to Tina and grabbed her face, also speaking in spanish hushed tones. <br><br>After a few minutes the maid stood up, also with tears and walked to Vincent. "I think maybe you should leave her alone. Baby girl's don't do well when they've lost their fathers." she simply said, and walked out. Tina just stayed curled up as she hiccuped, unable to calm herself. The phone was still there on the floor, there was no dial tone, only silence.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 02:54:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He patiently dealt with her ranting in Spanish, catching most of the things she called him until the maid came into the room and comforted her.&nbsp; He heard the odd word here and there, but it wasn't until the maid finally spoke to him that he finally understood what had happened.&nbsp; So her father had died and since it was too early for it to be a death by cancer, he suspected that he was looking at a suicide.&nbsp; The maid may have wanted him to leave her be, but unfortunately for her there would be no time for grief at this moment as much more important things had to be handled.&nbsp; Walking further into the room, he knelt down so he was more to her level.<br><br><em>"I'm.......sorry......"</em> he said, actually wishing he could feel sorry for her, <em>"This isn't what I had planned on happening.&nbsp; But now isn't the time for tears.....right now, you need to make sure that he left everything in order for you and if not, we need to get it in order, otherwise you'll end up with nothing."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 02:59:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina stopped breathing at this point and just looked up at him in shock. Shout at the top of her lungs the girl took off her shirt and pants, "THIS WAS APART OF YOUR STUPID PLAN! GO AHEAD, DO IT!" making the point that he could hurt her, rape her, whatever, she wasn't leaving until she was done crying. She didn't care if she had nothing. SHe didn't care if she had everything. She couldn't understand how this ... person... wouldn't let her mourn. His game was too much right now. She didn't care about some stupid game. Losing her father was the last straw. <br><br>Tina looked at him with a different look now. The look her father wanted her to have in the first place. It was almost a dead look, but looking close enough, it was an evil look. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 03:04:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let her get it off her chest, her nakedness barely even registering to him as she glared at him with a deadly look, the kind that if looks could kill he would've been dead right then.&nbsp; But that didn't bother him any more than her nudity did.&nbsp; He felt nothing at all over this whole situation, it was merely another bump in the road that he was going to have to find a way to overcome and right now, he needed to push this girl past her grief into anything but that emotion.&nbsp; <em>"You done yelling and crying for now?"</em> he asked her still in the same calm, cool voice that he'd used the whole time, <em>"Because now isn't the time for this shit, it's a time for business.&nbsp; Now get it together and then, later, there will be a time for your tears and your anger."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 03:10:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"FUCK YOU AND YOUR GOD DAMNED BUSINESS!" She shouted. She walked with heavy steps over to the bed and laid in it to cry in there. She could only get comfort from a bed? Fine. It took her a while to stop crying hysterically. She was actually starting to look sick from it. "Yo-yo-y-you are taking memememe tttto him. Then y-you, we will talk business... I i i i i can't leave him there." she demanded. It was the only want to get what he wanted too, so she figured he'd go for it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 03:15:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he watched her cry, he wondered how it was that he couldn't feel a damned thing over this.&nbsp; Had his feeling really died to that level or was he just able to separate himself from the situation so completely that he couldn't see her father as a person or her pain as worth any emotion on his part.&nbsp; Nearly an hour passed before her tears stopped flowing and she looked back at him, spouting off a single demand that he would've had to give in to anyway in order to get what he was after.&nbsp; He gave her a sharp nod and just a few minutes later, they were in the back of a limo traveling towards her father's home where he'd been told his body was waiting.&nbsp; When they arrived, he escorted her to the door of the bedroom and then stopped, allowing her to go and handle herself for a moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 03:27:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The fact that he agreed was a miracle. Tina followed him out, no one said a word to her and she accepted no comfort from the girls. She needed to see it. <br><br>Once they were in the house Tina ran to where she thought her father was, not the bed room, his office. As the door opened the air seemed thick. Slowly Tina walked in and found her father sitting in the chair. The site of the blood and brains didn't seem to phase her as started to cry again, differently this time as she fell to her knees and rested her head on his knee. "Papa..." she repeated like before. <br><br>It took her some more time,but she had to stand when his body was picked up for the morgue. Tina sat in his now blood stained chair and just seemed to be zoned a bit. When Vincent finally entered she looked at him with the same look that he gave her just the day before. "I hate you." She gritted through her teeth. Tina reached under the table for a second, looking like she was going to shot him. But instead, she pulled out a hidden key that only she, her father, and uncle could get to. It was a specially designed table. The key went to the main middle drawer of the table. Pulling out some files, Tina sat back and read it. <br><br>Throwing the files back onto the table she looked up at him. "You can kill the girls, I have no need for them." She said as she looked at him. "It's all mine. You're not getting shit of it." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 03:35:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave her her time and her space for now, but when the body was removed and she took her father's chair, she reacted in a way that both surprised and pleased him.&nbsp; He stepped further into the room and closed the door behind him so that only the two of them could hear the conversation that was about to take place.&nbsp; <em>"About time you stopped playing around."</em> he said as he sat down across from her, <em>"But if you think I'm leaving here without what I came for, then you are sadly and sorely mistaken.&nbsp; You see, I knew....KNEW....what was going to happen.....how your Uncle would fail......how your Father would take his own life......and how you would finally stop pussyfooting around and show the spine I knew had been instilled in you."</em><br><br>Vincent eyeballed the files that now sat on the table, assuming that they were all the information she needed to assume control of her Father's small, but wealthy operation.&nbsp; <em>"So now that we're hear, we can do this one of two ways.....you can be smart and go along with the original agreement we were in the process of forming OR I can tear you down bit by bit until your little Empire is mine and you're nothing more than a sex doll in my bed.&nbsp; Either way ends with me in control, but only the former allows you to retain whatever dignity and honor you happen to have.&nbsp; So make your choice, but know that saying no isn't an option."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 03:42:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him. She was in emotional pain. She wanted him dead. She needed to kill him. "You don't know what we had you moron. You think you know. You think your little spies had everything? No. I had everything. Which iswhy you needed me. I told you we had enough, I never said what.<br><br>Tina opened up the file and threw it so it faced him. In it was his picture. "You are such a fool. You could've had it all if you just waited a few more months." She glared at him. "They picked you." Was all she said. It was his job to figure out what they picked him for. If she had everything, what would've given him everything? Her. They were going to try and make a deal with him to marry her and get their way up the ladder. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 03:49:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He took the file and read it and even he had to admit that what he was reading shocked him, although he didn't show it at all.&nbsp; Silently he gave her father and uncle credit.&nbsp; It would've been a brilliant move on their part had it been able to go through.&nbsp; But with them both dead now, he suspected that things weren't going to be that easy.&nbsp; His brain worked a thousand miles an hour as he attempted to piece together a plan that would allow him to regain the control that he'd just lost, but one look at her face told him that nothing he could say would please her or make her any less angry towards him at this moment, so he opted for honesty.<br><br><em>"I'll admit this is news to me.&nbsp; Your father and uncle were smarter than I gave them credit for, a mistake on my part."</em> he said to her, <em>"And I can see you're upset over how this all happened.&nbsp; However, this doesn't change a damn thing to me.......I will have what I'm after, Princess, whether you like it or no."</em>&nbsp; He knew that he was playing a dangerous game....that there was probably a gun or three stashed within easy reach of the girl right now, but somehow, he doubted she would take the shot even if it was presented to her.&nbsp; A bastard he may be, but he was still head of a powerhouse underworld family that could decimate her own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 03:56:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina jumped up, slamming her fist to the table. "YOU CAN'T HAVE THEM! You lost that!" She growled at him."You can only have the family wealth if you had me. I'M NOT GIVING ANY OF IT TO YOU!" She said. "I told you, I'M THE ONE WITH THE GENIUS IQ! It was my idea, my idea you stupid fucking Vato!" She said. "I picked you! I knew where that could take us. Where I could take you if you'd've let me talk. YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!" She said to him. "Get out. You wanted a fight from me? You got one. The only want to get my things is to literally have me. My uncles dead, the fucking deal is off with people like me. If I do, EVERYTHING blows to the wind. That's how I planned it incase you tried to kill me after you married me. You RUINED EVERYTHING!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 04:05:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ok, now he'd had enough of her shit.&nbsp; Snarling, he practically exploded out of the chair he was sitting in, went right up and over the desk and shoved her to the ground, his hand wrapped firmly around her throat as he pinned her to the ground.&nbsp; <em>"You keep saying you have a genius level IQ.....now's the time to use it."</em> he practically growled out at her, his face inches from hers, <em>"Put those petty emotions aside and use your brain.&nbsp; I did what I thought I had to do to grow my empire, the same as you.&nbsp; Now we both still have a chance to take what I've built....what your family has built.....and make them into something the likes of which this world has never seen.&nbsp; You can either help me to do it willingly or I can break you and make no mistake I can break you, Princess.&nbsp; I've broken dozens of pretty little things like you who thought they were tough.....however I would rather have you willing at my side....the choice is yours."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 04:16:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he jumped her and she felt, she tried to slap him off, but had a good grip on her. She quickly started to reach for his hands as she was losing air. She couldn't kick him, she couldn't shot him. He wasn't thinking. She knew he wouldn't kill her, he needed her alive. Her face started to turn blue as she tried to clear her head. At that point her hand grabbed a desk drawer and she slammed it against his head, forcing him off of her. Tina gasped as she laid there. Coughing as her body tried to get air back. <br><br>"That's the problem with men like you. You don't use your emotions and you become as stupid as a woman." she growled at him as she slowly got up. "I'm not some 'pretty little princess' as you seem so fond to call me. I could've been though. You want me? Work for it." She glared at him. "You want to talk business! Be a professional and not some body guard wanna be! Figure out a way to make me not hate you, and maybe tolerate the smell of you. You can't just have it your want anymore You Majesty!" She ended. "Beat me. Rape me. Try it. I dare you. It won't change anything." <br><br>At this point, Tina grabbed a gun that had been hidden under his chair and aim it at him. "Attack me again and I will show you what I do to people when they cross me." She said. There was no shaking in her. She knew how to handle a gun. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 04:25:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He listened to her, holding his head after she caught him with the drawer.&nbsp; At the end of her rant her found himself just more confused.&nbsp; What, did she want him to try and impress her and get her to fall in love with him or something?&nbsp; It made no sense to him, but then he had been brought up to understand one thing....logic.&nbsp; Cold, cruel, fair logic.&nbsp; Emotions had no place for a man like him, who had built an empire out of nothing.&nbsp; Emotions were a weakness he could've never been allowed to have, nor did he want to have them in the first place.&nbsp; They made him soft, weak, an easy target to those who used them as weapons against men like him.<br><br>As she aimed the gun at him, he didn't back down.&nbsp; He could see the calm focus in her face, the steady hands and knew that she could handle a gun.&nbsp; He stalked towards her until he was standing right in front of her, the barrel of the gun pressed against his ribs.&nbsp; <em>"Is shooting me going to make you feel better?"</em> he asked her, <em>"Because if so then take your shot.&nbsp; You think I'm afraid of death?&nbsp; I'm not.....I have no afraid....no love...no emotion.....it was beaten out of me as a child as I learned how to break people........my father saw to that."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 04:30:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina finally smiled at him. The first time he'd seen her smile. "Which is exactly why you need to make me like you." she said bluntly. "Because I don't it's going to be as much hell for you as this was for me. All it's fair in love and war. You got by logic. Women have logic too. You just have to use more than your abused childhood taught you to use." She smirked. "Killing you wasn't in my plan. But don't think that the next time you strike me I wont." She said. "Get out."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 04:38:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn't like this....not one bit.&nbsp; Part of him almost wanted her to shoot so that he could handle things with brute force, but she was smart enough to know better.&nbsp; Even if she got a kill shot, he could still snap her neck before collapsing himself and she had to know it.&nbsp; No, instead she was going to make him play her game and the worst part about that was he couldn't find a way out of it.&nbsp; He'd read the papers she tossed at him earlier and she had him by the balls right now, no two ways about it.&nbsp; If he wanted what she had, and he did, he was going to have to somehow manage to get her to like him, something that he honestly had no experience in doing, mostly because he'd never needed anyone to like him before to get what he wanted from them.<br><br>When she tried to dismiss him, that was going a bit too far for him and he didn't leave.&nbsp; <em>"No....I won't be leaving right now....there is a lot to be discussed."</em> he said as he set his chair to rights and sat back down in it, <em>"For starters.........."</em>&nbsp; He trailed off as he found himself unable to finish the sentence.&nbsp; He knew in his head he was going to try and make some polite statement, but he found himself struggling with it.&nbsp; Finally, after a long and awkward silence, for him at least, he managed to put something together.&nbsp; <em>"For what it's worth, I am sorry about your father.&nbsp; Your uncle was a death that had to happen, but I had meant for your father to at least have his last few months with you."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 04:49:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him as he seemed to be thinking and sat down. She just stared at him. It was at this point that the butlers, all of them, came in.&nbsp; She looked at them and nodded as she sat down. She liked his silence. It made her smile on the inside. Then he started to speak again. She glared at him. "And now he's dead." At this point she got back up and started to walk out. Knowing he'd follow she looked at her butler. "Can you please ask the chef to make some dinner for my... guest..." she said as he nodded. <br><br>Tina walked into her room. It was a very nice room. Leaving the door open she grabbed her clothes and started to change into them. They were clearly expensive, but they were nice on her body. She didn't dress like a little girl either. She had a button up and stopped at a deep cleavage. She then put on her fathers necklace and looked at him after putting her hair up. "Unlike you, I eat dinner at a table and actally feed my guests." She said. her stomach growled, having not eaten in almost 36 hours she was a bit cranky. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 05:02:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He followed her as she left the office, not saying a word for the moment as they went upstairs to her room and she started to change.&nbsp; He was polite enough to turn around so that he wouldn't see her naked.....again.&nbsp; When he believed enough time had passed, he turned back around just in time to see her put her hair up and put on the necklace before making a snarky comment about the eating arrangements, or rather the lack of eating arrangements, during her stay with him.&nbsp; He let it slide off of him with an easy reply, <em>"At the time you weren't a guest, so you didn't get treated like one.&nbsp; Had we met under different circumstances, you'd have learned that my chefs actually are very good at what they do."</em> he said.<br><br>Having been here several times before, he knew where the dining room was and walked towards it, assuming that she was right behind him.&nbsp; As it was her home, he didn't sit at the head of the table like he normally would, instead sitting next to it.&nbsp; He was out of his element in this situation and took a moment to compose himself as he waited for her to say something.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 05:08:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You aren't my guest either, but you won't leave. I just have manners." She ask she walked behind him. She didn't say anything. She didn't need to.<br><br>Once in the dining room Tina sat at her fathers chair and just took a second. She wasn't ready for this chair, but she had to be. Tina cleared her throat as some papers were brought to her by another butler. "The ladies will be gone, might want to consider hiring new ones." She said plainly. It was obvious she didn't think he was going to change. Tina signed a few documents until dinner arrived. Steak and pasta. <br><br>A plate was put in front of Vincent as well. "Christina." She said as she looked at him. "That's my name. I go by Tina. NOT princess." She said as she started to eat. The wine was served in front of her and she took it. it was a nice red wine. SHe looked over at Vincent. "Whiskey for him." she said as she looked back down at her food. "you got more business you want to attempt totalk about? not that i really care, but there must be some reason you are still here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 05:19:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He listened to her as she spoke for a moment, tasting the steak to find that it was cooked just right.&nbsp; He took a sip of the whiskey he was given and it went down nice and smooth.....a very good vintage.&nbsp; <em>"You'll have your girls back in the morning, a bit worse for wear, but unharmed."</em> he told her, <em>"They have no use to me now, so no sense in keeping them.&nbsp; Besides, you seem fairly fond of at least one of them if not more.&nbsp; As for business, I confess that I'm at a bit of a loss now.&nbsp; You have me in a position I'm not entirely familiar with and even less comfortable in."</em><br><br>He took another couple of bites of the steak before he continued.&nbsp; <em>"I'm a business man......always have been.&nbsp; The decisions I've made have always been defined by cold, ruthless logic.&nbsp; To ask me to do something different and more importantly for you to be able to enforce it, leaves me unsure how to continue.&nbsp; So I'm going to just ask you...what is it you want from me?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 05:26:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>"I care about all of them. They all live here. Free them, let them go if they want. The ones that were forced to stay owed a deal to uncle. Not me. THey can go. If any want to come back, they know where we are." She as she stayed as cold at him. "Personally I'd like for you to die, but that's not what my father wanted." She said. "He still wants me to marry you, but i can't even stand the site of you." She added. "So I want you to suffer, and when you can't bare it anymore, then maybe I'll think about marrying you." she said as she shook her head.&nbsp; Tina ate until she was full, which took two servings as she was very hungry. WHen done she sipped at her wine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 05:52:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I see.......so let's be clear then since that's what we're doing."</em> he said as he finished eating himself and sipped his whiskey, <em>"You want me to suffer, that's great, but if this is going to work, you're going to cut me some slack too.&nbsp; I did what was best for business at the time, whether or not you agree with it.&nbsp; You want to make things tough, that's fine, but keep in mind that I'm willing to play this game only because it's easier than having to rebuild your territory from scratch, which I assure you I can do if I have to."</em>&nbsp; There was a long pause as he let that soak in.&nbsp; <em>"If it helps, I'm already out of my depth here dealing with you.......so the way I see it we both have problems.....so let's sort it out, shall we?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 06:02:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't have to do anything." She said bitterly. "I was trying to get you to listen, but you wouldn't. It's not my fault that you were too stupid. Rebuild my territory, that's fine. Just remember, i give it all to charity and you take it away, the news will be on you in a heartbeat." she smiled. She was smart. At this point she stood up. "Marcus, please show him the door." she said as she walked out and started to go up to her room. <br><br>As she reached her room she stopped and looked out the window, seeing something. She growled and caught Vincent before they could get him out. "Why the fuck do you have your men waiting in cars with guns!?" She said getting into his face. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 06:11:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was fuming as he was starting to be led out, but he let it happen.&nbsp; He needed a night to calm down and think before he continued this little game that they seemed to be playing.&nbsp; But when she caught up to him, her question made his blood run cold.&nbsp; <em>"My men aren't anywhere near here."</em> he replied, <em>"I figured it wouldn't be required at this point.&nbsp; Besides if they were my men, you wouldn't even see them."</em>&nbsp; He slipped towards the window and peeked out so he could see what was happening.&nbsp; What he saw didn't sit well with him.<br><br><em>"Well Tina...."</em> he said her name with a bit of sarcasm, <em>"It seems your father's enemies are here for his kingdom.&nbsp; Unless you've got a lot of guns handy, we'd better have an escape route.&nbsp; Otherwise this little game of ours is going to be over way before either one of us is ready for it."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 06:18:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him, then the windows. She looked at him then at Marcus. "Of course they are. Don't even get a damned day to fucking mourn." She said as she walked away. "They think me weak because i'm a woman. That's part of why I picked you." she said as she motioned a finger for them to follow, everyone followed. She had them follow her down to the wine cellar, where there was another door, and another door, then the sewers.<br><br>Each man had 2 bags, each man hair their items they cared most about and then something that belonged to her. Nothing was left in the house of value. Tina looked at Vincent then pointed a ladder. "Your home." She said as she looked at him. They'd mad e a tunnel. <br><br>As she started to climb she slightly slipped and took a second to calm down. "We will talk politics after i shower." she said as she got all theway up and pulled herself to level ground.<br><br>At thispoint, it was his lead. No one would be casing him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 06:32:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He growled as he followed her through the tunnel that emerged just outside of his property line.&nbsp; The fact that he didn't already know about this tunnel unsettled him and also made him take Tina and her family a little more seriously.&nbsp; When she mentioned a shower, he stopped brooding long enough to speak up.&nbsp; <em>"There's a guest suite across the hall from the master suite that you can use if you like."</em> he said, <em>"Feel free to make any changes to the decor that you like.&nbsp; I'll be in my office when you're ready."</em><br><br>That said, he headed up to the third floor where only his office and a couple of storage rooms were located.&nbsp; Unlocking the triple lock, he went in a sat behind his desk and sighed as he tried to get it all straight in his mind.&nbsp; Truthfully, he was feeling a bit out of his depth right now with her, but he was very comfortable when it came to rival gangs, he just had to wait and see how she wanted to handle the situation before making a move.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 06:38:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina followed him into the big house. Workers became aquatinted with one another, Tina and Vincent parted ways. Her things were left in the room she was staying in.<br><br>After a long hot bath she came back out to find that it wasn't her room. Tina sighed a bit as she sat naked on the bed. She'd never felt more alone in her life, but she had to try and see passed it. As she laid in bed she tried to think, figure out what to do next. She fell asleep that way. <br><br>Throughout the night she'd wake up screaming for her father. The loss was a hard thing for her to handle, and it all just seemed to go by so fast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 06:51:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The morning came slowly and found that he hadn't slept much at all, which didn't really seem surprising since he had a lot going on in his mind.&nbsp; And from the sounds of it, Tina didn't sleep well either as she would wake up screaming every now and again.&nbsp; Deciding that perhaps she would be hungry, he went down to the kitchens and had some breakfast made for the both of them before carrying it upstairs to her bedroom.&nbsp; Knocking first to give her a chance to cover up if she wanted to, he pushed the door open and showed her the tray containing a pair of plates.<br><br><em>"I thought perhaps that you might be hungry."</em> he said, <em>"And I do take care of guests in my house."</em>&nbsp; He set the tray on a small desk near the bed and sat down in one of the many chairs around the room before helping himself to one of the plates.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 07:00:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina heard the knock and covered up as he walked in. When he looked away she grabbed a robe and wrapped it around her body. She groaned as she stood up and stretched a bit. She gave him a finger, asking for a moment as shewent to the bathroom and cleaned herself up.<br><br>When she returned back to the room, Tina joined them at the little table and started to nibble on some food. "I have business to attend to today, i'll be gone." she said. she knew he'd want to know, but didn't seem to want to explain. She didn't belong to him yet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 07:07:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sighed, knowing that she didn't want to share, but that it would probably be better if he knew.&nbsp; <em>"Given what just happened yesterday, I would feel much better if you allowed me to come with you."</em> he said as he continued to eat his breakfast, <em>"Or at the very least allowed me to provide you with some escorts in case they decide to make another move.&nbsp; After all, we haven't figure out which group was behind it yet and until we do, retaliation won't be possible."</em><br><br>He finished eating and took a moment to look around the room, noting where she had moved her own things in to replace the items that he'd had put in there.&nbsp; <em>"I see you've made yourself at home a bit."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 07:11:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right now this room is the only thing i have." she said a bit faded.&nbsp; She looked up at him and took another bite. "I have my own men. Besides, it's my business, I don't need your men telling you what is mine." She said as she ate. She was acting like a true mob boss, vague. She took a second and looked at him. "Make all the faces you want, I have things to attend to." <br><br>In truth, she was going to do some drug business. Something that could be highly profitable. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 07:16:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Listen, I'll be frank with you."</em> he said, <em>"I'm going to have someone follow you regardless so I would feel a bit better if you just allowed them to be a part of your group.&nbsp; You have my word that her won't report a damn thing that has to do with your business and whether or not you like me just now or not, you know I'm a man of my word."</em><br><br>He had determined that lying to her was a pointless exercise, so he hoped that if he just played it safe and honest she would be a bit more reasonable.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 07:24:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i218.photobucket.com/albums/cc77/hyperdrive_photo/SEPTEMBER%202011/D10194NAVYEBAY-800C.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Tina took another bit and then sipped some juice as she looked at him. "I'll be employing him. I don't want you paying him because then he answers to you." she said as she stood up. Tina grabbed an outfit and started to disrobe behind a changing wall. <br><br>The outfit she came out in was a sexy number. It was enough to distract a persons eyes. She planned the hustle, the man was an idiot so she knew it'd work. Tina looked at herself in the mirror and did her make up, leaning forward towards the mirror to get a better look. When she was done she looked at him and then cleared her throat like she was going to say something, but instead she grabbed her purse and said somethng else. "You might want to show me your best men and i'll pick from there." she said. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 07:33:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched as she changed behind the wall and when she emerged, his breath caught in his throat for a moment as he watched her.&nbsp; Sure, he'd seen her nearly naked before, but it was a more clinical thing then, all about business.&nbsp; Now he was looking at her with different eyes and he found himself liking what he saw a great deal.&nbsp; In fact, it took her clearing her throat before he remembered that there was business to conduct and he pulled out his phone and sent out a text to his ten best men to assemble in the main hall in twenty minutes.&nbsp; He stared at her for a minute until he remembered his manners, or what passed for manners.<br><br><em>"They'll be downstairs in twenty minutes....they get paid per job so you meet the rate I give them, they'll work for you with my permission."</em> he said, <em>"You ummmm.....you look really nice.....beautiful even."</em>&nbsp; He cleared his throat as he attempted to remain calm and professional, but even he had to admit it wasn't as easy as he thought it was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 07:49:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina could feel him staring but she wasn't sure why he would. About twenty minutes later, she and Vincent met with his guards. She looked at him and then them. There were a few that she barely looked at, then some that she looked at for a little too long. Taking a step back she looked at them. "What are each of you good at?" she asked as she stood there looking at all of them. <br><br>They each listed what they were good at and she thought for a minute. "I'm taking two. You with the gun skills, and you for ... well if someone pissed me off." she said as she smiled. They all knew what that meant. "I'll pay you what he's pay, plus if you actually have to do your job." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 08:03:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was a little miffed that she ignored his compliment, but he let it go for now as he watched calmly as she questioned his men before making her selection and offering her terms, though he was pleasantly surprised to see both of them look over at him questioningly, asking for his approval of this arrangement.&nbsp; He gave them both a sharp nod to indicate he was alright with the deal before the two of them quickly accepted and went to get ready as the rest went back to what they were doing before getting the call, most of them slightly annoyed at the missed payday, but knowing better than to complain about it.&nbsp; That done, he turned his attention back to Tina.<br><br><em>"They'll do as you say for the job, but afterwards they're my guys again and they will mysteriously have no recollection of the work they did for you."</em> he said with a smile, <em>"I do wish you'd let me come along, but I understand having to handle your own business.&nbsp; I'd just ask you be careful."</em>&nbsp; He felt odd as he said that, but he actually found he liked the feeling a bit as he hoped she would at least be civil to him for now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 08:17:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina just nodded at him. She knew he only wanted her alive for what she had, not who she was. Not yet at least. She motioned her figure at the men. "Please come with me." she said as she walked out. She wasn't kidding when she said she'd be gone most of the day. She had 4 business transactions to take care of. The last one being the drug deal. <br><br>When she came home the men were carrying three bags. She saw nothing as she walked in, but did give them their pay, and then some. Tina looked at Vincent and only nodded, then took the bags to her room without another word. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 08:23:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had busied himself throughout the day with running his own business, though he kept an eye open for her return.&nbsp; When she finally did, it was already late in the evening, so he had the chefs begin to prepare dinner while he followed her up towards her room, curious not only to discover what was in the bags, but more importantly to see if she was still doing the whole not talking to him thing.&nbsp; He knocked politely on the door before speaking, <em>"Dinner's going to be served shortly."</em> he said, <em>"I was hoping you might join me and we could talk."</em><br><br>Not waiting for a response, he walked back to his room and prepared for dinner before heading down and sitting at the head of the table to await both dinner and, hopefully, Tina's arrival.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 08:31:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina stayed still as the knock occurred. She listened but didn't say anything. Opening the bags, which were filled with cash Tina closed it back up and stuffed it under the bed for now. She'd have her banker take care of it tomorrow. <br><br>Tina did end up arriving for dinner with Vincent, still in the outfit as she stood there. She was used to someone telling her wear to sit if it wasn't her house. Tina looked at him as she waited. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 08:39:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He offered a smile as she came down to join him, still in the little dress from earlier.&nbsp; When she didn't sit right away, he gestured towards the seat at his right hand.&nbsp; <em>"Please, take a seat."</em> he said, <em>"Dinner will be served shortly.&nbsp; I'm told we'll be having lamb chops as a main course tonight."</em>&nbsp; He hoped that this would meet with her approval and as that thought went through his head he tried to figure out where it came from.&nbsp; Never before had he been concerned over whether or not a guest approved of the dinner menu before, but for some odd reason it seemed to matter when it came to her.&nbsp; Shaking his head lightly to clear it, he looked back up at her, noting she had yet to sit down.&nbsp; <em>"Tina, please sit down.....I don't bite, at least not without asking permission first."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 08:42:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't move as he spoke. She didn't know if it'd be a good idea for her to sit next to him, but he seemed to insist. Tina nodded and sat in chair to his right. She slowly sat in and looked at him. She didn't know what to say. This was rather awkward now that he actualyl seemed to be trying. <br><br>Tina drank some wine in the silence, by the time the food was there it was 2 glasses of wine. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 08:49:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The silence was actually starting to get to him, which was odd given how he normally took his meals in silence to begin with.&nbsp; Then again, he also normally took them alone.&nbsp; It seemed that his trying was making her all the more uncomfortable, which was really bothering him and, like always, he handled things like this by tackling them head on just as dinner was arriving.&nbsp; <em>"Look, I'm honestly trying here."</em> he said to her, <em>"I would appreciate it if you at least told me if I'm doing something right or wrong."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 08:54:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tine looked at him and smirked. "I know you are. I just like to see you sweat." She said as she started to eat her food. She then drank some more wine. "I killed someone today. Or rather, Rick did at my orders. He tried to hustle me on a deal and had a few men waiting with guns." She said simply as she looked at him. <br><br>She didn't seem upset about this though. She was making conversation. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 08:59:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded at her words, the fact that she'd had someone killed not bothering him in the slightest.&nbsp; Even if it had, it would've been hypocritical of him to say so since he'd had her uncle killed just two nights ago.&nbsp; <em>"Rick's very good at killing....he's been doing it for nearly twenty years."</em> he said with the air of someone talking about the weather, <em>"As for making me sweat, I can't fault you for that, but things will go easier for you and me if you're at least willing to talk to me.&nbsp; I know my methods recently were heavy handed, but I acted based on the information I had to achieve my goals.&nbsp; Someone as intelligent as yourself can understand that I'm sure."</em><br><br>He took another sip of whiskey as he finished his dinner slightly before she did.&nbsp; The plate was removed from in front of him and he observed her carefully for a time before speaking again.&nbsp; <em>"I was rather hoping we could spend a bit of time together this evening and just talk."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 09:05:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By the time the meal was over Tina was a bit buzzed. Well more than a bit. "Sure.." she slightly slurred. "I don't know what we'd do or even talk about..." she admitted. She wasn't protesting. As she got up on of the maids gave her a big glass was water to take with her as she followed Vincent. "I don't like to sit at the table and talk unless it's business she said. Tina stopped for a minute and kicked off her shoes, which were killing her feet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 09:08:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded and picked up his whiskey glass to follow her away from the table before guiding her to a very comfortable sitting room that was only used when he was entertaining someone that he actually liked, which meant that this would be the first time it was ever used.&nbsp; Sitting in a comfortable arm chair near a fireplace, he sipped at his drink before looking at her.&nbsp; <em>"Please sit where ever you like."</em> he said, <em>"As for what we can talk about, I'm open to suggestions so long as it's not business tonight."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 09:19:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina sat on the couch she could put her legs up on and looked at him. "We don't exactly have anything else to talk about." She said as she took a gulp of water. She stared at the fire and then sighed. "Would you have really done it?" She looked at him. "Would you really have raped me?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 09:25:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He honestly wasn't surprised to hear that question from her.&nbsp; He suspected it had been weighing on her mind since he'd threatened her with the act that first night.&nbsp; <em>"No."</em> he said honestly, <em>"I wouldn't have raped you.&nbsp; I may be a bastard, hell you saw what I did to one of your maids, but I wouldn't have actually raped her, you, or any of the others.&nbsp; It's just not how I operate.&nbsp; Now that that question is out of the way, since we're going to talk business, how long were you planning this whole marriage thing?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 09:31:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him and nodded. Then he asked his own question. She looked at the fire and let the silence go over them. "When Daddy got sick... so about 3 months ago. We- all of us were trying to think of a way to talk you into it." She said, still staring at the fire. "It wasn't ideal for me emotionally, but it protected my family, and that's all that mattered. I was actually going to try and convince you to let me be apart of the meetings, but you know... women don't do that so we weren't sure that'd ever happen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 09:34:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave a dry chuckle at her words as he stood up and started a small fire in the fireplace before sitting back down and starting at her.&nbsp; <em>"And then I went and did what I did.....seems like we were thinking along similar lines without realizing it."</em> he said with another chuckle, <em>"I must admit marriage never even occurred to me as an option....too many years of having to do things the hard way, I suppose, I didn't even consider the easy way."</em>&nbsp; He looked into the fire for a moment, <em>"So where does this put us now?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 09:42:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina watched as he made the fire. She stared at him a bit. He was pretty cute... for an old guy. She took a deep breath. "How do you not&nbsp; know the mobster way? That's like 101." She said as she gulped the rest of the water down. "We were thinking the same thing, but you ruined it all. I just..." she wanted to hate him. She didn't. She still felt sorry for him. Tina looked at him. "That thing you had me placed on.. what was it?" She asked, referring to the machine she'd been hooked up to. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 09:49:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled when she mentioned the device she'd been placed on her first night here.&nbsp; <em>"It's a little something I came up with a few years back.&nbsp; One of the things my father taught me was that pleasure could be just as effective a tool as pain, so I figured why not find a way to mix the two?&nbsp; It's designed to stimulate your body sexually without allowing you to get aroused enough to actually climax.&nbsp; Had you been on there a couple hours more, the mildly pleasurable effects you'd been feeling would've slowly become painful as the nerves became over stimulated."</em> he explained, <em>"As for not knowing the mobster way, you forget that I built this empire of mine from scratch and I ripped a lot of people down along the way, so I never really knew the interfamily politics because I didn't need to know them."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 09:54:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina blushed as he talked about the machine, shifting in her chair a bit. "But that's just it you dummy, you do need to know them in order to connect with them. How else would you gain more power?" She asked him and make eye contact. She didn't know what else to say, she knew she was feeling funny though, but didn't know why. In truth, she was horny, but that was just the wine talking, 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 09:59:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Same way I've always gained more power."</em> he answered simply, <em>"I've always taken it and crushed anyone that was crazy enough to try and stop me from doing so.&nbsp; Up until now, no one's been able to do so, so you're the first that's ever thought of a way to stop me from doing whatever I want to do."</em>&nbsp; He raised his glass in a small salute.&nbsp; As he looked at her, he started to suspect he'd had a bit too much to drink as he couldn't help but picture her back in just her panties, covered in sweat and panting slightly.&nbsp; He tried to shake the image out of his head, but he couldn't and it was starting to have a visible effect on his body which he was trying to cover.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:03:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina snorted a bit. "I new how you id things, doesn't help when you are dead though. You need a son. One to take over." She said as she closed her eyes a bit and listened to the fire pop. "That's where I came in." she said. Tina took a deep breath and shifted again. She felt herself thinking back to that day, wondering, would it feel good now? To be on a vibrating machine....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:06:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded at the mention of having a son.&nbsp; <em>"I suppose I got so concerned with building an empire, I forgot what would happen to it when I was gone."</em> he admitted, noticing that she seemed distracted now, <em>"Are you alright?&nbsp; You seem to have something on your mind......perhaps you'd like to tell me what it is?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:11:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Again Tina snorted. "Nooo" She said as she got up, her skirt had rode up her thigh quite a bit. "I'm going to my room..." she said. She planned on stripping down and masturbating,but she was't going to tell him that part. <br><br>Once in her room she took the dress of, her bra, and panties, leaving her in her leggings as she laid on the bed and started to massage her breasts. She was a virgin, but she did like to play with herself from time to time. After some time, she was touching her clit and a few moans escaped her lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:16:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not quite sure what he'd said to cause her to leave suddenly, he decided to finish his whiskey before heading up to his room as well.&nbsp; It took him a couple of minutes, but when he was done, he left the glass for one of the maids to pick up before heading upstairs.&nbsp; As he reached the landing between their rooms, he heard a noise from behind her door.&nbsp; Curious as to what it was, he moved closer to the door and put his hands on it to brace himself as he listened.&nbsp; But no sooner had he put his hands on the door then he discovered she hadn't closed it completely and it gave way.&nbsp; He lost his balance and fell into the room in a heap, quickly regaining his feet and brushing himself off in an attempt to salvage his dignity.<br><br><em>"I'm sorry, I thought I heard something and was just making sure that you.....were.......ok......"</em> his voice trailed off as he finally looked to see her spread out on the bed, her hand between her legs, massaging her clit while the rest of her body was visible to the world with the exception of her still stocking covered legs.&nbsp; He knew that he should probably leave the room, but his legs didn't seem to want to move as he struggled to come up with some course of action to follow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:22:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Vincent was in the room she gasped and blushed. Her young body 100% exposed to him as they stared at each other. She was a bit pale at this point. Tina grabbed a blanket and covered herself as she slowly moved. This was awkward. "Are you going to just stand there?" She asked him after a while. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:24:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she covered her body, the spell was broken for a moment.&nbsp; When she asked if he was just going to stand there, he knew she probably meant it as a prompt to leave, but instead, he got a small smirk on his face as he actually started to draw closer to the bed.&nbsp; <em>"Well.....no I suppose standing there isn't the best of options, is it?"</em> he asked with a hint of playfulness in his tone, <em>"I'd much rather be laying down with you if you'll have me......"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:26:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina blushed when he didn't leave. She watched him move closer and closer. Her body frozen at this point, Tina only nodded. "Sh-sure..." Her age was slightly starting to show at this point. She scooted over a bit, grabbing her blanket to cover her some more. SHe had no idea what she was doing, or why she was doing it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:29:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled when he wasn't kicked out right away and eventually was laying down on the bed next to her.&nbsp; His hand reached up and started to toy with a stray lock of her hair that was close enough for him to reach.&nbsp; <em>"You know......I must admit I was quite taken with you when I first saw your picture."</em> he said, <em>"I often wondered what it might be like to actually be with you, though I always doubted that it would happen."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:33:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked back at him as he played with her hair. Something he didn't seem to think twice about. "Well, I'm not some little girl anymore..."she stated. She couldn't say she was a woman though, she was still a virgin and was starting to shiver. Her back was exposed to him at this point, but she wasn't hiding it. Tina blushed a bit as she laid back, pulling the blanket overher. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:36:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I never said you were a little girl."</em>&nbsp; he said as he adjusted his own position when she laid back on the back, the blanket covering her up to her neck, <em>"I just......well......I figured you'd just end up hating my guts and never want anything to do with me outside of business to be honest......I'm used to having that effect on people."</em>&nbsp; As he spoke, his hand started to caress her cheek softly and his face started to grow closer to hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:39:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina stared at the ceiling as he spoke and touched her. "the marriage was a business transaction too..." she admitted. She didn't know what she was doing as much as he was. When he got closer, she stared at him, not realizing that she herself was drawing closer to his face as well. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:43:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"But at least that would've left you liking me or at least being indifferent."</em> he replied, <em>"My methods....well.....you got a taste of them if you'll recall."</em>&nbsp; Soon their faces were just inches apart and he closed the gap as he gently pressed his lips against hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 10:45:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't pull away from him as his lips touched hers. In fact, she pressed against his lip too. She knew how to kiss, she was good at it. Softly her hands started to shift to his jawline as she kissed him more and more. Their kissing had turned into a makeout session, in which she was under him, but still had the covers on. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 17:12:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the kiss deepened, his hand gently traced the lines of her face and neck before they slowly moved towards the edge of the blanket that was covering her naked body.&nbsp; He took ahold of it and slowly started to slide it down her body, beginning to reveal her breasts as his other hand followed the blanket, caressing the skin it exposed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 17:18:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't stop him at any point. This was more than just business now. This is what was supposed to happen in the first place. She felt his hand touching her skin, and didn't feel the fights she felt when she met him. Tina laid back, motioning him to get on top of her as they made out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 17:21:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sending her acceptance of what was happening, he peeled the blanket back completely before he climbed up on top of her, his lips never leaving hers as he started to unbutton his shirt, slowly revealing a well trained and athletic body that had Kore than a couple scars from the long and hard battles he'd fought to get where he was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 19:02:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina's fingers caressed the skin of his chest, a making her pull back a bit. " youre ripped for an old guy..." She teased. The girl went back to kissing him and wrapping her arms around his shoulders, pulling herself up against him with her naked body that was now wet with desire. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 19:45:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her words.&nbsp; <em>"Well I do try to keep in shape."</em> he replied as he felt her rise up and wrap herself around him and he could feel the hot wetness between her legs even through the jeans that he'd taken to wearing around the house.&nbsp; One of his hands reached down and around to squeeze her ass as the other held her against him.&nbsp; Slowly, his lips traveled down the side of her back and shoulders towards her breasts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 21:20:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina actually looked happy for once. They were both getting what they wanted and she didn't mind that anymore. As his hands travelled she moaned a bit and then looked at him. "So soft, what happened to that rough and tough treatment you gave me two days ago?" She asked him l, indicating that she didn't hate it, however she didn't want it to hurt either.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-03-2014, 22:34:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled at her comment, funding it interesting that she seemed to be interested in a little rough behavior.&nbsp; <em>"Well I thought I make break you in slowly Princess."</em> he said, the nickname said playfully and without malice, <em>"But if that's not quite enough for you....."</em> As he said that, his hand gave her ass a firm smack as he bit into the side if her neck gently enough to avoid breaking the skin but firmly enough for her to feel it.&nbsp; If she wanted a bit more aggression he would deliver.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 02:31:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he slapped her she groaned a bit, but her excitement was up . As she kissed him, Tina but his lip hard enough to feel. She giggled as she too became a little more aggressive and playful. She wasn't going to make this easy on him either, her hand reached down and started to play WOTH his member through his pants, teasing him just enough.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 02:52:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He bit back a moan that threatened to escape him as he felt her small hand against his package, his jeans now serving as a very uncomfortable hindrance to the moment.&nbsp; But he would make due as he rolled them so that she was once again pinned underneath him and popped a hidden compartment on the headboard of the bed to reveal a set of handcuffs and a couple other little toys that had been hidden there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 05:40:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could tell that he was holding back, but she didn't mind. It was fun to watch him go as crazy as she was. As she was pinned she looked up at him, watching him grab something. She looked at the cuffs. She didn't want to make it too easy so she started to struggle, started to try and get up. She wanted him to stop her, she wanted him to ravage her. <br><br>Tina was on her feet, able to wiggle herself from him. She giggled as she stood up from the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 05:44:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He growled as she managed to slip out from under him and he stood up and started to stalk her, like an animal hunting its prey.&nbsp; He could see a gleam in her eye that told him this was what she was after, so he started to cut loose a bit, dropping the more civilized facade he often presented to people.&nbsp; <em>"So you want it that way, huh?"</em> he said with a growl, <em>"Alright......we'll do it that way."</em><br><br>Vincent lunged at her with catlike reflexes, managing to get hold of one of her wrists and slapping the cuffs on it, meaning that he just needed to get the other one on her and she would be all his.&nbsp; Of course he imagined that was going to be a bit of a challenge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 05:54:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard him talk and faced him, but saw how quickly he was moving. Tina reached for a blanket to cover herself with but he grabbed that hand to cuff it. She gasped for a second and tried to get it off of her. She wasn't panicking, she was playing. She knew she couldn't pull her hand free, but she had to try and move her body from him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 05:59:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned as he managed to retain control of her arm and dragged her back towards the center of the bed, pinning her down with his weight on her hips as he took ahold of both of her arms and managed to fit them through a pair of slots in the headboard.&nbsp; Reaching through with his own hands, he managed to close the other cuff around her free wrist, locking her in place so that she couldn't escape.&nbsp; He gave her a victorious grin as he stood up and allowed his eyes to run over her naked body.<br><br><em>"Well well well, it seems to me that I've got a beautiful little fly in my web......now what to do with it."</em> he said in a playful voice as he reached down and unbuckled his belt before letting his pants and boxers drop to reveal a dick that was easily a foot long and very thick, <em>"Perhaps I'll have to use my tool here......what do you think?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:04:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't struggled under him as he captured her. Seeming to be claiming his prize she realized how tight the cuffs were and wouldn't be getting out of them anytime soon. She watched as he took off his pants and widened her eyes at his member. She blushed a bit as she looked at him and then crossed her legs, trying to hide at least some of her fully naked body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:08:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned as he saw how wide her eyes got when she discovered just how large he really was.&nbsp; His grin turned to a laugh as she attempted to close her legs to hide her womanhood, but he had other ideas as he opened a dresser drawer nearby and pulled out a pair of silk cords.&nbsp; <em>"Now now, we can't have you trying to deny me my prize, now can we?"</em> he said as he grabbed ahold of one of her legs and tied it to the bedpost on one side of the bed before doing the same to the other legs so she was spread wide open for him to see everything.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:14:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina suddenly realized something. She'd lost her own game. By getting rough with him he had her. He could leave her there, torture her, kill her even. This could turn out to be a repeat of just a few nights before, after all, how could he love her already? She looked at him, struggling a bit. "you're smart..." she said. If he was faking, he played her well, because one he took her, he had her and they both knew it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:16:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I know I am."</em> he replied calmly before he stalked over to the bed and started to tease her moist folds with his fingers, <em>"But this isn't part of some plan at the moment.........I just want you.&nbsp; And now I can have you....and the best part is that you're going to like it.&nbsp; I can see it in your eyes."</em>&nbsp; As he said that, he leaned down and captured her lips in a powerful and dominating kiss, letting her know that he was in complete control and that by the end of the night, she wouldn't be a virgin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he teased her she tried to calm her breath. This wasn't just a courting anymore. "You're claiming me..." she stated. She knew it now. People would soon know that their families were together, he'd get everything he wnted, and she'd be by his side. However, between these two, this was a claiming. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:24:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Very good."</em> he said, <em>"I knew you were smart.......but tell me, before I do.......does this please you?"</em>&nbsp; As he asked that, he slid between her legs and started to rub the head of his cock against her entrance, teasing it gently by pushing like he was going to enter her before stopping and backing off so that he was barely touching her before doing it again.&nbsp; He wanted her to beg for his cock, he knew.....he just didn't know how long it would take her to figure it out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:36:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at Vincent, wondering how he'd done it without her knowing it. How he managed to get the upper hand again. As he teased her her heart started to race and she was blushing. He was teasing her, toying with her, torturing her. "Please.... just do it already..."she said begged him. She knew with his size she was going to be in a lot of pain, but she also knew he was gonna make her like it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:38:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"But you never answered my question."</em> he said teasingly, <em>"Does this please you?&nbsp; Knowing that I'm about to claim you?"</em>&nbsp; As he waited for an answer, he continued to torture her with pleasure, his hands reaching up and playing with her nipples, twisting them this way and that as he watched her eyes with interest, knowing that she was powerless to stop him even if she was displeased with the situation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:45:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him, looked her captor in his eyes as she lied to him. "No. It doesn't." She sounded serious, but everything else said differently. People in the house would hear them. Everyone would know by morning. She whimpered a bit as she struggled until him, waiting for him to make his move. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:48:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"You're lying to me......I can tell."</em> he said with a grin as he continued to tease her mercilessly, <em>"Why don't you just tell me the truth.....that you want me to shove this long thick cock inside of you and take your virginity roughly.&nbsp; There's no shame in it, Tina......all you have to do is admit it."</em>&nbsp; He slowly lowered himself so that they're faces were just inches apart as he actually started to slide into her, stopping well before he felt any resistance.&nbsp; He was going to make her beg for him to take her, even if it took all night to do it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:54:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at Vincent and whimpered a bit as he entered her and then popped back out a few more times. Admit it? That'd be too easy. Though, he was a fighter, she was all about strategy, and she didn't have one. She couldn't talk her way out of this. She gulped as she thought about what to do. <br><br>She lost and they knew it. "Please fuck me... stop making me wait for it... please..." she begged him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 06:57:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His smile grew as he could see the wheels turning in her mind, struggling to think of a way to turn this to her advantage, but he had her trapped and they both knew it.&nbsp; There was only one thing that she could do and she finally did it, she finally begged for him to take her virginity.&nbsp; This was going to hurt her, he knew, but she was tough and could handle the moments of pain before the pleasure came to her, so he didn't waste any time being gentle.&nbsp; Instead, he just reared his hips back and surged forward, breaking through her hymen and planting himself balls deep inside of her tight, formerly virgin pussy, a moan of pleasure ripping from his mouth as her muscles squeezed around him, milking his cock even as they seemed to be trying to force him back out again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 07:04:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina had changed her mind by the time he pushed himself in, but at that point it was too late. Tina screamed out as she took the pain and laid there. She groaned a bit as she felt her body adjusting it's vice around his cock. This scream was going to be the first of the night, she knew that, she also knew that the screams were gonna changed when the pain was gone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 07:07:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as her scream filled the room and probably the house as well.&nbsp; <em>"My my, you're so tight, Tina."</em> he teased, <em>"We're going to have to work on that a bit if you're ever going to be able to handle my size easily.&nbsp; I suppose now would be a good time to start that practice."</em>&nbsp; With another grin, he was off, thrusting into her hard and fast, not worried about the pain she was dealing with.&nbsp; He knew that given a bit of time, the pain would soon become pleasure and then she'd be begging him for mow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 07:20:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina screamed some more as he didn't let up, it almost sounded like she was being raped. At least until she started to moan. Her breasts bounced in his face as she took his length into her body over and over again. He was hitting her cervix each time. It took her sometime before the screaming stopped and the moaning started, but when it did, it sounded like she was in bliss. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 07:22:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took a while, but soon she was enjoying it, which put a big smile on his face as he continued to thrust into her as hard as he could, ensuring that he went balls deep with every stroke.&nbsp; She wouldn't be able to walk properly after this for a couple of days, that was for sure and that was also part of the plan.&nbsp; Leaning down, he captured her lips in a brutal kiss, his tongue practically forcing its way into her mouth as he made it clear that she was now his in every sense of the word.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 07:31:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina screamed in pleasure the whole time now. There wasn't any going back. As he kissed her, she kissed back, showing that she still had some will to her. She moaned in the kiss until she moved her head so that she could breath. Her pussy got tighter as she felt something rush over her. Her eyes dilated and she gasped. "Oh god... oh god...don't stop... please dont ....NAAAAHHH!" She screamed out as she started to cum. Her whole body shook violently as she orgasmed, twice. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 07:33:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He flt her get tighter around him and her screams told him everything that he needed to know.&nbsp; He had pushed her over the edge, at least once, though probably more.&nbsp; <em>"Done so soon?"</em> he asked her when she stopped screaming, <em>"But I'm just getting started.....too bad for you.....or maybe good for you, I suppose we'll see."</em>&nbsp; If she thought he'd been going hard before, she was in for a shock as his hips started to slam into hers harder, forcing himself even deeper still into her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 07:42:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina panted as she came down from the high of the orgasms, but he wasn't done. He sugarcoated nothing. As he forced himself in her more and more she could only take it and enjoy it. Her breasts were still moving furiously as they fucked. She was sweating and weak now. With the way he was fucking her, she'd be having his child in no time. " Are you trying to get my pregnant?!" She screamed out in pleasure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 07:44:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned as she screamed out her question, the pleasure in her voice impossible to miss.&nbsp; <em>"Maybe I am....after all, I am an 'old man' as you liked to put it.....maybe I'm realizing that I need to ensure my legacy right away."</em> he said as his own voice started to lose some of its edge as he too was drawing close to cumming.&nbsp; But that fact only caused him to keep going as hard as he could, determined to force her over the edge again before he finally came himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 07:52:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina screamed out as he kept going, leaving her question unanswered. She whimpered as she felt his tip going far into her, hitting her over and over again. She fund herself over the edge again, this time she came so hard that she held nothing back as she clenched down on him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 07:55:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her clench down on him hard as she came again and that was all that he could take.&nbsp; With a roar that seemed to shake the house, he forced himself deep inside of her and then exploded violently as he started to fill her pussy with his cum.&nbsp; It took more than a minute before he was finally done and he slowed to a stop before resting his forehead against hers, panting slightly but with a large smile on his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 08:05:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina felt him fill her with his seed as she milked him. When it was over she panted and laid there, unable to hug him, or move, or anything. She looked at him as she tried to catch her breath. She didn't know what to say, or if there was anything to say, but in the end, she passed out under him. Exhausted from everything. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 21:44:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent chuckled as she passed out beneath him.&nbsp; He would have to work on the girls stamina if things were going to continue.&nbsp; Sliding off of her, he went under the bed to find the bags of money she had brought in.&nbsp; He bet that she hadn't even bothered to check the room for cameras since she arrived, which suited him just fine.&nbsp; Placing it out where she would see it when she awoke, he laid next to her still bound body, pulled the covers over both of them and drifted off to sleep himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 22:07:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina slept like a rock that night, her week of chaos seemed to be showing as she slept in a bit. When she woke up the girl tried to move but couldn't, her body was sore and she was stuck bound. "The fuck?" She said as she tried to move more. Tina groaned and then looked at Vincent. His eyes we're closed but she didn't know if he was alwae or asleep. "Get me outta this." She demanded as she struggle to get free.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-03-2014, 22:13:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent had slept well, but had already woke when Tina started to come to.&nbsp; He smiled to himself as she seemed to be trying to figure out what was happening.&nbsp; He opened his eyes as she demanded to be released from her bonds and adjusted his position so that his chin was settled gently on her stomach and he was looking up at her from between her breasts.&nbsp; <em>"In a minute....first we're going to talk about those bags there and their contents."</em> he said as he pointed to where he had left them the night before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 04:18:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at the man who had claimed her just hours before with a glare. "It's mine." She said as she struggled. "I thought we made that very clear." She struggled a bit more, knowing it was usless. "Let me out."<br><br>(Sorry short post)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 04:50:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Oh I don't think so anymore, Tina."</em> he said with a smile as she glared at him, <em>"What's mine is your and what's yours is mine now......or would you rather I just take whatever I want and leave you nothing?&nbsp; This way you and I both gain."</em>&nbsp; His fingers started to dance over her naked body as she struggled, amusing him all the more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 04:56:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was making a deal with her. A mob deal but a deal nontheless. He looked at her an she at him as she comtemplated it. It was a little hard I think properly tied up but that was wh ah wanted t seemed. Clouded thoughts. Tina thought to resell for a whole before foolishly and. slowly nodding. "Can I come out now?" She asked him calmly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 05:02:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His smile widened as she seemed to agree to his bargain.&nbsp; <em>"If I let you free, are you going to try and fight me?"</em> he asked her, <em>"And please be honest....at this point, I think we can afford honesty between us."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 05:05:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Im always going to fight you," she responded with no hesitance. She looked at him, unsure of what to think of him now. He was older than her, therefore more knowledges in the game of manipulation. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 05:09:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"And why are you always going to fight me?&nbsp; Maybe I have your best interests in mind.....ever think of that?"</em> he asked her even as he started to undo the silk cords that were holding her legs wide up, chuckling slightly at the pool of bodily fluids that had formed between her legs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>20-03-2014, 07:49:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him. "It's what you and I do. We fight each other. You can have them in mind and all, that's just fine. But it wont be without some kicking and screaming." she said as one of her legs was freed.<br><br>When she was freed she sat up, extremely sore. Her legs moved to the side of the bed, and stood. Then fell. Her legs felt like jello, she wasn't expecting that. Getting back, struggling to, on her feet she looked at him, blushing. She then grabbed her robe and stumbled to a chair where her money was. "I'm taking care of this today." she said as she checked to make sure it was all still there. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>22-03-2014, 06:52:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He just smiled as she hit the floor after he freed her.&nbsp; He had to give her credit though, she struggled through it and managed to get her robe on and make it to where the money was sitting.&nbsp; <em>"Its all there."</em> he told her calmly, <em>"Wouldn't do for me to steal from you, at least when it comes to money now would it?"</em>. He stood up and stalked over to where she was and placed his powerful hands on her slim waist.<br><br><em>"I feel the need to be very clear."</em> he said as he stood behind her, <em>"I will do what is best not just for business, but also for you and I.&nbsp; You may not always agree with it, but remember I've been at this a long time and as I proved last night even when you think you're winning, you're not.&nbsp; You want to have some independence fine.....but if you don't listen to me when.I say to do something, I will rip that independence away in a heartbeat."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>22-03-2014, 08:22:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina put most of her pressure on the table that held the money, but when he grabbed her from behind, she felt her heart skip a beat. Her head leaned back against his shoulder as her tiny body weight rested back against him. As he spoke, she said nothing, she did nothing. This is what she wanted. To be with this man. For the sake of her family and business. She didn't realize how much she could lose though. Her independence was something that she was accustomed to, now she had to answer to someone.. <br><br>The blinked a few times as she realized, she was exactly where she wanted to be. She took a deep breath and cleared her throat. "I-i was just going to put it in an account... my account... that can't be traced... keep it safe..." she said. She was now the only living person that knew how to get to her banker, and exactly what she had hiding away. Though, she knew, he could and probably would take it all from her, or at least make her move to whatever he used.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 03:07:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I see.....well you do that.&nbsp; Only a fool puts all of their eggs in one basket, after all."</em> he replied.&nbsp; He wasn't a fool and knew she possessed far more assets than he was aware of and he would have to worm the actual amount out of her sooner or later, but for now, he was enjoying just how powerless she seemed to have become under his touch.&nbsp; But then, he suspected that part of her had always wanted to be dominated and that was something that he was more than willing to provide, since it had such excellent benefits for him.<br><br><em>"You will maintain these accounts separately from my own, but you will tell me exactly how many there are, how much is in them, and where the income comes from.&nbsp; Your business is now mine, although you will still oversee it and make most of the decisions."</em> he told her, <em>"However, the moment I get wind of you trying to pull one over on me and....well......you'll spend the rest of your days tied to that bed as a fuck doll, nothing more, nothing less."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 04:08:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina took a second the think, to try and get an upper hand on things again. "You don't own anything that's mind. Not until we are married." She said, a strong voice to her. She knew she was really pushing limits. Being a mob sl boss was a mans world, she was a woman. She wasn't treading as lightly as she probably should've. "No preanuptuals, no divorses. This is a business relationship." She knew trying to bring love into this wasn't really gonna happen, she wanted it to, but truth was, ( as hurt as she'd be) she's catch him in a few affairs at least. Shed probably end up with a few of her own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 04:19:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"And everything you own I can take by force if I choose to."</em> he replied to her softly, <em>"You and I both know I'm capable of it, which was why you chose me, wasn't it?&nbsp; I was the biggest threat and also the one that you saw had the most potential to be an ally.&nbsp; Then again, I think you saw more....you saw the potential to be a lover....to be cared about.......am I right?"</em>&nbsp; He smiled deviously at her.&nbsp; He knew that it was cruel to reveal just how many of the cards he held, but then again she needed to understand who was in control.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 04:29:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I chose you because it's a smart business transaction." She said firmly. She was trying so hard to not let herself feel too much for him. She is a woman, her emotions would be her downfall to power if she completely fell in love with him. "Lover? A wife isn't a lover. They are breeders." She said as she pulled away from him. "I grew up in this, remember? I know better then to think that I could get love." At this point she walked into the closet to start to look for something to wear, leaving her business and asserts unanswered to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 04:42:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He snarled at her as he followed.&nbsp; <em>"You're testing my patience."</em> he told her, <em>"I've been as reasonable as I can be with you, but you are starting to make me think that strapping you back onto that machine and letting it break you is a better option."</em>&nbsp; He pushed the door on her closet closed and stared at her, his cold eyes boring into her, making it clear that he wasn't playing around with her right then.&nbsp; <em>"On the other hand, you are a beautiful woman with a lot of spirit and intelligence.....I would be a fool if I didn't say love wasn't a possibility.....just as you would be a fool to continue this course of action."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 04:51:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him as he followed her. She was scared of him. She was t really that scared of him before they had sex. What scared her was that he wasn't predictable anymore. Tina backed up to the wall as she looked at him without a word. She did submit herself to him, she needed to be loyal to him. Her upbringing. Tina nodded at him as she broke eye contact first and clear her throat. Something her father loved to do was pick out his wives outfits, another form of control. "What should I wear today?" She asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 04:53:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her carefully, his eyes betraying no sign of weakness at all.&nbsp; Finally, he could see the submission in her posture and her eyes dropped away from his.&nbsp; He hid the smile that threatened to cross his face as she asked what she should wear for the day.&nbsp; He thought about it for a moment before he gave an answer.&nbsp; <em>"Something simple......something that covers you up while still highlighting your figure.....to make those poor bastards want what they cannot have."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 05:08:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina nodded as she carefully turned away from him and looked at her outfits. She had a lot of business clothes, but what he wanted her to wear was another thing. She then nodded as she grabbed a pair of jeans, hip hugging ones that shaped her ass and legs well, and a tank top that had a deeper v neck. It was a silk tank top that had a cute silver and black design. When she was dressed she walked back into the room and looked for her... whatever he was... <br><br>Tina's boots were heard down the hall as she finally found him and knocked on his door. She wore no jewelry. She looked almost too simple without it. But she didn't know what he liked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 05:10:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He left the room as she dressed and went to his own in order to prepare for the day.&nbsp; A short time later, he heard a knock on the door and opened it to find her wearing more or less what he was expecting to see.&nbsp; He frowned slightly as he realized that something was missing.&nbsp; It took him a moment before he figured out just what that was.&nbsp; <em>"You can wear a bit of jewelry."</em> he told her calmly, <em>"You are the bride to be of the most powerful man in the criminal underworld after all, so you'd best look like you have some wealth to you."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 05:24:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina nodded at him and turned back out to her room and went through one of her bags, then another, then another... Then another. Tina's feet moved quickly as she found her staff and asked each if they packed her jewels. She sighed and walked back to her room as she tried to think. Her father bought her all that. She didn't want to lose those. Tina grabbed a coat as she realized tht if she bought knew things it was a start without her father. She was scared of that part. <br><br>Of course one of Vincent's staff members of corse told him that she was going out of the house alone to hers, which was being cased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 05:27:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as he found out where she was heading, he grabbed up several of his people and followed after her.&nbsp; He was furious that she would leave without telling him and that she would be going to such a dangerous location.&nbsp; He resolved that she would have to be taught a lesson later that night to ensure that this sort of thing never happened again.&nbsp; But before that could happen, he had to ensure that nothing happened to her, which was why he arrived at the house, ready for a fight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 05:34:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina arrived at the empty house, her shoes making the only noise. She walked trough the house, nothing seemed to be touched. She sighed and walked to her room to find all her things, which she bagged. She then walked to her fathers room and opened a safe, the papers to the house. She was gonna need to sell the house and the smartest way to do it was legally and insured. She read over the papers carefully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 05:40:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With his men forming a perimeter around the house, Vincent entered the house and went right up to the study and sure enough, he found her sitting there and reading through some paperwork like there was nothing to be concerned about.&nbsp; His fury was obvious as he took the papers and yanked them from her hands before slamming them down on the table off to the side before his eyes locked onto her and he spoke in a low voice that was perhaps even more terrifying than yelling.&nbsp; <em>"This house is being watched by men and women who would see both of us dead in a heartbeat and you just decide to show up here without any sort of protection?&nbsp; Are you a fool, girl?"</em> he practically growled out the last word, <em>"You are done for the day.....you're coming back with me and we're going to have a long talk about the new rules in place."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 05:51:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina was a bit shocked she the papers were suddenly grabbed from her hands. She looked up at Vincent and tried to talk but was silenced by fear. When he was done talking she turned to papers towards him to show him them. She's signed the papers to sell the house and it was under one of the reality businesses that he owned. Basically the house was his at this point. Tina got up and stood by him. Her hand went to his for him to take her out of the house.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 05:53:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He read the papers and nodded in acceptance of what she'd done before allowing her to take his hand so he could lead her away from this place.&nbsp; As his anger started to fade somewhat, he calmed and was able to think more clearly.&nbsp; As they sat in the back of the car, soundproof glass between them and the driver, he looked over at her.&nbsp; <em>"What you did was foolish and unbecoming of someone as smart as yourself."</em> he told her, <em>"It also angered me a great deal.&nbsp; But you have a chance to lessen my anger before we return home."</em>&nbsp; He looked down at his groin for a moment before looking back at her with an expectant look in his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 06:13:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His grip was tighter than comfortable but she didn't want to push him any further. As they entered the car and he insinuated her to give him a blowjob she looked away then at him. She was scared of his penis. It was huge! Tina nodded at him as she got to her knees in the limo and unzipped his pants and pulled out hisnseminslft member. "I-" she started, but by the look, he didn't want to hear it. Tina's lips softly wrapped around the tip of his member, her only able to get 4 inches of his cock into her mouth withot gagging.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 22:11:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out a low moan as he felt her lips around his cock.&nbsp; It felt very good, but he was disappointed when she stopped with only a third of it in her mouth.&nbsp; Now that just wasn't going to be acceptable.&nbsp; Wrapping his hand around the back of her neck, he started to force her head down further.&nbsp; <em>"You'd better learn to handle a lot more than just that little bit."</em> he told her, <em>"In fact, you'd better be able to handle all of it."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>26-03-2014, 07:44:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina thought that maybe he'd be happy with her blowjob by the moan he let out, but then he started to touch her, and talk. Her hands gripped the seat on either side of him, trying to stop him from forcing her down any further, but he was determined and strong. All of it?! That was a foot! Tina was gagging on his cock over and over as she struggled to breath and lift away from Vincent. <br><br>Tears started to roll down her face as he moved her head up and down his cock further and further. She wasn't crying like she hated it, but she couldn't breath either. That was clear when her face started to turn a small shade of blue as her body spasmed for air. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 04:56:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched with some amusement and a lot of pleasure as she gagged on his cock as he forced it down into her mouth and throat little by little.&nbsp; As the tears started to roll, he continued to push and it was only when he noticed her face turning blue from a need to breath that he finally let up and allowed her head to come away from his cock.&nbsp; As he waited for her to catch her breath, he growled impatiently.&nbsp; <em>"Breath through your nose......otherwise you'll suffocate."</em> he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, <em>"Now get your lips back around my cock and do it properly, otherwise I'll have to force the matter again."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 05:08:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he finally let her up from his lap she fell back on the car floor , coughing and crying as she gasped for air. As he broke her down, she only cried more. She was mad because she didn't know what she was doing. The girl looked at him and forced herself to get back up between his legs. It was clear she didn want to do it, that she felt stupid, that she was vulnerable, but there she was, milking his cock with her mouth. Tina couldn't get herself to go further than 5 inches. She pulled back again, crying in frustration now. She couldn't do it, she couldn't force herself any further.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 05:14:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He growled slightly as her second effort produced only a marginally better effort than the first attempt before she pulled back, her tears continuing.&nbsp; But he ignored the tears as they were a sign of weakness and that was something he wouldn't allow.&nbsp; <em>"Enough with the crying."</em> he said to her, <em>"I thought you were strong....I thought you were tough....I thought you could do anything.&nbsp; Now prove it to me.....take my cock as far down as you possibly can, otherwise I will give you something to complain about, my dear."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 05:32:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't like feeling worthless, which was exactly now she felt. She couldn't help it. She'd never failed before. She stared at him, much like a normal girl would. She was mad at him, she was mad at herself. She was just mad. Still crying she went back between his legs and tried again, still unable to pass 5 inches. It was clear she was trying.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 05:41:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He finally just let out a low sigh before he stopped her, pulling her away from his cock and back up on the seat next to him.&nbsp; <em>"Looks like we're going to have to work on that."</em> he said gruffly, most of the anger and venom he'd been throwing at her a moment ago gone from his face, <em>"It's alright, I honestly didn't think you'd be able to handle the whole thing on the first try.&nbsp; In fact, I'd have been concerned if you could as that would've meant you either had practice or no gag reflex."</em>&nbsp; He chuckled lightly as he petted her hair gently, trying to calm her down as he wanted nothing to do with a sobbing girl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 05:49:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at anger and confusion as she cried. He set her up? Her hands instinctively pushed his away from her, now feeling violated. Tina slid away from him and looked out the window. Her plans weren't going as expected. She didn't let him touch her the rest of the way home, didn't even look and him or say another word as she cried silently to herself, fuming mostly.<br><br>Once home the girl practically jumped out f the car and ran ink the house and to her room. He ten grabbed her bags of money and walked back out. She was going I leave the house again, even after having been told she was going to stay home the rest of the day. The maids and her staff knew better than to talk to her but any guard that stopped her shed hit in the nose, about 3 of them ended up with nose bleeds as she made her way right passed Vincent, again no eye contact.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 05:56:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was getting really fed up with her attitude problems.&nbsp; After watching her give a few of his guard bloody noses and attempt to walk past him without so much as a look, clearly planning on leaving again, he had well and truly had enough of this.&nbsp; As she attempted to breeze past him, his large, powerful hand wrapped around her upper arm and brought her to a halt before she could take another step.&nbsp; He dodged the swing and caught her other arm, forcing her to look at him.&nbsp; <em>"You really need to cut the crap with me."</em> he growled at her, <em>"Maybe another night tied down will help."</em><br><br>Before she could react, he had grabbed her up onto his shoulder and hauled her back into the house and into his bedroom.&nbsp; Despite her attempts to resist, he soon had her cuffed and tied down to the bed so that she was spread eagle on it, although he hadn't bothered to remove her clothing.&nbsp; Sweating and breathing a bit heavy, he went and poured himself a drink before he turned his attention back to you.&nbsp; <em>"Now we're going to have a little talk, you and me."</em> he told her, <em>"At the end of the talk, you're gonna understand your place or we're gonna have a long night you and I....clear?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 06:23:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he grabbed her she thought that he was another one of his men but as he forced her to look at him she pale but still tried to get him off of her. As he swung her over her shoulder she tried to get him tk drop her but of course he didn't. The struggled with each other one the bed wasn't sexual at all. It was annoyed and almost child like.<br><br>Tina found hersel bound again and whimpered a bit as she struggled to get out. "I don't wan to talk to you! You've said enough!" She argued, though, she knew that he wasn't going to let her go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 06:35:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Then don't talk, just listen."</em> he said as he sat on the edge of the bed with his drink, <em>"You need to realize that there are two sides to me...the side that appreciates your independence and wants you to continue succeeding and the side of me that demands your total obedience to me.&nbsp; And right now, obedience is what I'm after and if I don't get it, then I will force the issue....if that means forcing your to choke on my dick, that's what I'll do....if it means tying you down like this, I'll do it.....and if it means forcing you back onto the machine from your first night here......"</em>&nbsp; He left his words hanging ominously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 06:47:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No!" She said quickly. Not that she hated the machine, but she wasn't find of it either. Tina looked away from him as he calmed herself down. Shed only even been loyal to her father, who also spoiled the shot out of her with material items and love. Tina struggled a bit on the cuffs as she tried to think. "I don't want to be in these." She said, meaning she understood his terms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 06:49:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched as she thought for a minute before giving her answer.&nbsp; Nodding sharply, he leaned down and undid her cuffs, but didn't relax his guard for even a second.&nbsp; <em>"And now you're not in them."</em> he told her, <em>"But now you have to show me that not leaving you in them wasn't a mistake, otherwise I'll put you right back in them.&nbsp; So tell me, how are you going to show me?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 06:59:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she was released, Tina rubbed her wrists a bit and sat up. Her didn't move away from him, but she did lean her back against the head board as she stayed on his bed. She was still bitter with him for making her give him a failing blow job, so sexually favors were the last thing to come to mind. "The fck do you want me to do? I already gave you my fucking out." She said, very unlady like.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 07:09:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched as she got all upset, clearly not wanting to do anything sexual at the moment.&nbsp; He debated pushing that issue, but let it go for now as it wasn't exactly the most important thing on his list.&nbsp; <em>"Well for one, I want you to stop injuring my guards."</em> he said lightly, <em>"They're just doing what I tell them, nothing more.&nbsp; Beyond that, you need to work on the attitude with me.....you want me to treat you like an equal, you first need to show me that you deserve it and these tantrums just show me that you're a child and not worthy of respect.&nbsp; I'm going to do some shitty things from time to time like I did in the car, but instead of pouting you need to just deal with them and move on."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 07:18:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina glared at him. "You fucking deal with it and move on." She said. "I'm not one of your stupid guys that you own. I'm your..." She paused. What was she to him. It dawned on her that she didn't know what they were. She gulped and looked away as she knew he could read her at the moment. "I'm not some guy you can just take the money, and slash or kill. I'm allowed to get mad at you when you act like an asshole."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 07:20:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Then get mad!"</em> he replied sharply, <em>"But use that anger for something worthwhile, don't just throw a hissy fit!"</em>&nbsp; As he said this, he poured another drink and handed it to her.&nbsp; <em>"As for what you and I are, for now we'll call it business partners with benefits.&nbsp; I will try to be as nice as I can, but you need to remember that I am a monster and this business has only made me more of one.........so sometimes you are going to have to endure moments like the one in the car.&nbsp; However, I will try to make them up to you when I can."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 07:37:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he yelled a her she jumped and watched him move around. "No benefits. I was drunk last night. I know who you are in this life, that's why I chose you. But I figured you wouldn't anything to do with me and just chose to fuck some whore off the streets and leave me the hell alone." She admitted as she put her drink to the side, not even taking a sip. "We both know that you'd be much happier with being able to fuck who you want and not your wife." She said as she grabbed a pillow. So there it was, the truth. That's what had made her mad before, him being with someone that wasn't her. Tina wasn't used to being in a relationship where the person didn't love her. Fatherly, unclely or as a lover. She didn't know how to handle this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 07:42:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stopped as he looked at her.&nbsp; Of all the things that he had expected her to be mad about, this wasn't it.&nbsp; As he looked at her all of his anger drained a little bit before he reached out and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.&nbsp; <em>"Tina.......I am a lot of things.&nbsp; I'm a murder, crook, all around bastard."</em> he said surprisingly soft, <em>"But I'm also loyal and faithful.&nbsp; You may not realize it yet, but I chose you the same way you chose me, but when I made that choice, I made it with the understanding that once we did anything sexually, then that was it....you were going to be my only partner from that point forward.&nbsp; That's what I want."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 07:56:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina was trying to hold her tough girl bitchy attitude, but as he spoke her face softened as well. She didn't see him as a kind man. They were bother stretgic. Tina knew he was just tryin to be nice now. But she knew this life. This life wasn't about loyalty when it came to the bosses and their partners. She knew one day they're each hVe a secret lover. Her parents did it all the time. <br><br>Tina wiped a finger under her eye before a tear fell as she struggled to talk. "I'm going to my room now." She said, lightly though. Her sore te had their own rooms too, so the idea of not sharing with him was normal for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 07:59:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she went to get up, he caught her arm.&nbsp; His grip was firm, but not rough, if she wanted to escape it then it wouldn't take much for her to do so, but it was enough for her momentum to be stopped for now.&nbsp; <em>"Honestly, I was rather hoping you might stay."</em> he told her, <em>"I know that you're having trouble believing me, but it's the truth.&nbsp; When I chose you, that was it..........for both of us.&nbsp; Now please stay, even if you don't talk, just stay.&nbsp; It would be nice to have someone around that I actually like for a change."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 08:09:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina felt his quickly grip and looked at him. When he finished she pulled her arm away from him roughly. She looked at him. "You don't like me. I tried to get you to when you - when they died..." She hesitated. "You just know I'm smart and am not some cow so you can show me off." She said as she sat on a hair. "Speaking of, when's your next dinner party so I know when to stay away?" She asked as she curled up on the chair. She knew almost all of the bosses but how they might see her as another boss would be interesting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 08:13:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He wanted to growl, but he held it in.&nbsp; She was clearly not dealing with things well and he was going to have to play nicely for a bit if he wanted to get anywhere with her.&nbsp; <em>"That's where you're wrong.&nbsp; I do like you....why would I bother doing all of this if I didn't?"</em> he asked her, <em>"You are smart, so tell me why I'm trying to be nicer when I could just as easily lock you back in the room downstairs and only pull you out when I need you to do something specific to your dealings, show you off at dinner parties, or fuck your brains out?&nbsp; It's not because I hate you, that's for sure."</em>&nbsp; As he finished talking, he paced the room a little bit as she sat down on a chair silently for a bit.&nbsp; It was true, he could've been more gentle, but that wasn't his way.&nbsp; <em>"This is an adjustment for the both of us.......but I think it's a good thing....you've just got to work with me here."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 08:27:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina rolled her eyes, her age showing. "Because you know that I wouldn't do any of that if you kept me locked up. I could crush you with the allies I could get that way." She said as she started to play with a peice of paper by folding it this way and that way. She didn't look up it anything but she was watching him with her side vision. She wondered what he'd be playing at soon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 08:32:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled slightly.&nbsp; <em>"And what allies would those be?&nbsp; You're forgetting I'm not just one of the richest or largest, I'm also the leader of the most militaristic family out there today.&nbsp; I'll let you in on a little secret....one phone call and a fighter jet doing a training run over a rivals house will have a weapons malfunction and drop a bomb or two on it."</em> he said, <em>"That's just one phone call....how many people do you think you could get to stand against that sort of power.....besides that also implies I'd let you out of my sight which would never happen."</em>. He took a seat near her as he watched her with a gentle expression on his face.&nbsp; <em>"I know you want to believe otherwise because you've been trained to think it all your life, but I really do want us to be partners in every sense of the word.&nbsp; Give me the chance to make it happen."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 08:36:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even if he was talking himself up, she knew he was right. But she stay a little smartass. "Because you can't make me want to be around you all day without pissing me off." She started. "I know how these marriages work okay? If you that doesn't. You still didn't answer melt question. When is your next dinner party?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 08:42:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"You think I really care how the marriages you've seen have worked?"</em> he practically hissed at her, <em>"I got where I am by doing my own thing and making it work and this is no different.&nbsp; Even someone was stuck up as you can admit I've done more than anyone else could've done with what I started with.&nbsp; There's a reason I'm feared and respected, its because I can and will do things others thought impossible.&nbsp; How can you not want to be a part of that?"</em>. His annoyance was nearly at his limit as he started to pave the room.&nbsp; <em>"As for a dinner party it'll be a couple weeks before the next one....I had an idea of you getting settled in before I hosted an event, but you're not making much of a case for that."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 16:32:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he started to tell her off, Tina blinked at him a bit. She gulped as he kept going and almost wanted to crawl under her chair to hide from him. She understood what he was saying, but she'd never been called stuck up before. Is that really what he thought ofher? is that what she showed him she was? Tina's face softened to a sorry look. She didn't know how to respond to him. Instead she got up, grabbed his hand softly and pulled him to the bed with her as she laid in it. <br><br>Tina didn't know if this was a sexual thing or if she was trying to show she'd try harder to be nice to him. She had no idea what she was doing anymore. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>28-03-2014, 04:06:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was very surprised when she pulled him down onto the bed with her.&nbsp; It didn't really have the vibe of anything sexual, so he didn't make a move, instead preferring to let her make one if that's what she wanted.&nbsp; He was pretty sure that he'd struck a cord with her during his last rant, so he let the silence between them linger for a while before finally speaking again, his voice softer since they were so close.&nbsp; <em>"I am tired of having to fight for everything."</em> he admitted to her, <em>"Which is why you're frustrating me so badly.....I want this to be easy for both of us and I am trying to make it that way........so why are you fighting me?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>28-03-2014, 16:19:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because I'm still mad at you." She admitted. "I hate you for ruining things. Plus I don't want to get attacked when you won't either. You keep saying this is how you do things and blah blah blah, but I wish you'd just get it that you're not gonna ever want to touch me. You'll want to touch others... So why should I be nice to you?" This is why Tina was a princess. Her father gave all his love to her when her mother gave up on her father. Tina did grow up in the mod life, therefore, it was dysfunctional. <br><br>Tina's body was facing away from him as she leaned herself back against him. "Bit at the same time.... I want what my parents only got from me. Love...." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 02:42:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Then you need to give me a chance to show you love."</em> he told her softly, <em>"I'm not a complete monster, I'm just driven to succeed.&nbsp; I'm going to tell you something most people don't realize.....I grew up with nothing.&nbsp; I didn't even have a pair of shoes until I was fourteen and the only reason I had those was because that was when I started dealing drugs and was able to afford them.&nbsp; My mother was on every drug known to man and I don't even know who my father is.....I was determined that any family I ever had was never.......ever.....going to have to struggle like I did, work like I did, kill like I did.&nbsp; So I've done all of this so that they never will.....now it's time to have a family and I want you to be a part of that....to stand by me as their mother.&nbsp; But you need to give it a chance.....can you do that?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 04:02:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina was admittedly surprised at his truth. The man he grew up with might not have been his father and his other was in love with the same drugs the two sold. She looked at Vincent an then leaned her head up asse started to kiss his jawline. He'd be a dick sometimes. She'd be a notch sometimes. THIS WAS HOW IT WAS GOing to be.&nbsp; Tina's lips started to move closer to his lips as she turned her body to face him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 04:06:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out the breath that he didn't know he was holding as she started to kiss up his jawline towards his lips as she turned to face him more fully.&nbsp; His arms wrapped around her gently as he shifted his head slightly and kissed her lips.&nbsp; He knew they would fight, they were strong personalities, but it was something he was more than willing to deal with in exchange for the family he'd always secretly wanted.&nbsp; His hands roamed her back softly as he took his time and savored the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 04:12:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina's body pressed against him as he kissed her back. She was sober this time, very aware of the movies sh was making. She let out a tiny moan as she enjoyed the kiss from a man who was almost twice her age and who shed picked in the first place. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 04:24:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled into the kiss as his hands slowly slipped down to the hem of her shirt and started to pull up on it gently.&nbsp; This time wasn't about proving his power of dominance, it was about showing her that he wasn't a heartless beast, something that he knew she didn't really believe.&nbsp; As he deepened the kiss, his tongue slipped into her mouth easily, exploring it gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 05:38:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't stop him at all. She didn't want him to. She wanted to experience love and he promised her that. Her arms lifted her top up and exposed her breasts, he hadn't chosen a bra for her to wear, and her arms quickly reached around his shoulders as she lifted herself up on him. Soon, she was making out with Vincent, him hding her up by her ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-04-2014, 04:37:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as she adjusted their position so that she was on top, his hands gripping her ass firmly as they continued to kiss.&nbsp; Slowly, his lips left hers and he started to work his way down the side of her neck and towards her breasts.&nbsp; Finally, he reached his goal and he wrapped his lips around her nipple and started to suck on it gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-04-2014, 07:52:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina kissed in passionately until he pulled back, which made her pout but soon he was at her nipples. She moaned in pleasure as she hung her head back. This was erotic to her. He was kissing her while holding her up. "Please.... can we go to a bed or something, i feel like i'mgoing to fall back." she moaned. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 17:02:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as his simple touches and kisses caused her to moan and he could feel all of her weight being supported by his arms.&nbsp; <em>"Of course we can go to a bed."</em> he said softly as his hands reached down and grabbed her ass, lifting her into the air with ease before carrying her over to the bed and kissing her breasts and flat tummy, stopping only when fabric got in his way and kissing his way back up to her neck and then her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 19:56:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina smiled and bit her lip as she relaxed against the bed. Her body melted to it as he teased her more and more. However, that was quickly interrupted when one of the gaurs walked in. Tina quickly backed away from Vincent and covered herself. She was in her underwear, but still... The guard wen wide eyed and turned quickly. "I'm sorry! I just... There... " he was clearly shocked. "We found one of Greene's people breaking into miss rios' place and we brought him here!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 20:04:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent snarled at the interruption, but when an explanation was given, he nodded sharply and looked over at Tina, who had covered her nearly naked body with a blanket.&nbsp; <em>"Well.....he was breaking into your house."</em> he said, <em>"What do you want done with him?"</em>. His first instinct was just to have him killed, but by letting Tina decide, he hoped that she would continue to mellow out towards him by seeing he wasn't a complete jerk about things.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 21:27:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at them both, unsure of herself for a moment. "Well that depends on what he was there for... To steal? Kill me? What?" She asked the man as she stood up, still covering herself as she grabbed some clothes and started to dress behind the changing wall. When she came out she was wearing jeans and a very nice top. She looked at Vincent. "Do you want to come with me?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 21:34:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As they waited for her to dress, Vincent glared at the guard, making a show of adjusting his own clothing to show what the man had interrupted and causing him to sweat in fear of some sort of punishment.&nbsp; The guard was very glad of Tina's return taking Vincent's focus off of him.&nbsp; <em>"Yeah I'll come down as well....nothing like my presence to intimidate the hell out of someone."</em> he said as he led her to a very different set of cells than the ones she and her girls had been held in...these were cold and made of stone with no comfort to be had, showing that he'd at least given them that much when he first brought them in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 21:41:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina hadn't been in the area of the house yet, so she couldn't help but look around to see where they were. She did note that this wasn't where she was kept, and was greatful for that. Grabbing a gun from one of the guards she changed her game face and walked into the room where the man was clichely tied to a chair. She sat down across from him and stared at him, he'd been beaten just a little, no doub by her people and he looked stoic. <br><br>Tina looked at him for a minute. "So, why were you at my house." She said calmly. When she got no answer she rolled her eyes. "Okay, I see." She pulled the bullets from the gun and put one in, then pointed it at his crotch. "As far as I'm concerned you don't use that thing so answer me."<br><br>"You don't have the balls." He said. <br><br>Tina pulled the trigger and the guy jumped as the gun only clicked.<br><br>"What the fuck?!" He shouted and looked up at Vincent. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 22:03:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had to admire her style.....aiming for the head would've never been as effective as what she was doing.&nbsp; As the man looked over at him, clearly attempting to gain some sort of assistance from him.&nbsp; Vincent only shrugged his shoulders in response.&nbsp; <em>"Don't look at me for help...you tried to fuck with her.&nbsp; I'd suggest you answer though....next time she pulls that trigger, you've got a twenty percent chance of losing your nuts....and since you just blue balled me with this shit, you'll get nothing from me."</em> he said as he leaned back and started to clean under his nails with a long knife he pulled from his belt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 22:09:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina tried to hold back a blush as he spoke about his blue balls and pulled the trigger again when he looked back at her. He jumped once more as the click went off. "Answer me!" She growled at him. The man struggled as a few more shots went off. With only a 50-50 chance he finally spoke. <br><br>"I was sent to case you! Okay? I was there to see where you were and what you had!" <br><br>Tina smiled. "See? It wasn't that hard was it?" She asked him nicely. "Vincent you can do what you want. I know where he's from." She said as she got up and handed Vince&nbsp; the gun and stood behind him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 22:16:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent smirked as her method gained results before she handed him the revolver, which had two chambers left and stepped behind him.&nbsp; Vincent looked at it for a minute, then looked at the man before he aimed the revolver at the man's nuts again.&nbsp; <em>"Gave me blue balls motherfucker......fifty-fifty chance of walking out intact."</em> he said as he pulled the trigger and this time there was no click, but the load bang of a gunshot followed by screaming in pain.&nbsp; He handed the now empty revolver back to the guard.&nbsp; <em>"Make sure he survives, then send him back to where ever he came from as a message not to fuck with me and mine."</em><br><br>That done, he gently took Tina by the arm and led her out of the room.&nbsp; <em>"You want to tell me where he's from now or after we finish what we started upstairs?"</em> he asked her quietly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 23:01:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't move much when the sound went off, and she didn't look though. As the man screamed she til herself this was business. <br><br>As they left she looked at him. "Greene's been trying to buy a bunch of of drug cartels that are linked from America or Mexico and we have almost 40% of them. When dad got sick he tried to buy all of them but dad said no, Greene got pissed and the last sit down dinner we had with him he tried I get me t marry his son, I rejected which only got him more mad." She sighed for a minute. "I lied to you when I said te illegal drugs is only a small part. It's a lot more than that... We have almost as much money as you..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 23:04:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He listened to her for a while as she explained herself and had to admit that she had actually caught him a bit off guard with that.&nbsp; <em>"I knew it was larger than you claimed, but not nearly that large."</em> he admitted to her, <em>"We'll deal with him in short order......for now, though, I was really enjoying our time together......"</em>&nbsp; He smiled lightly at her and leaned in to give her a light kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 23:16:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The fact that he wasn't mad at her made her fell better, but she knew hed probably still punish her, it'd be a shocker if he didn't. As he continued on she smiled and took his hand. "Can we lock the door this time?" She asked him as they neared his room. Not hers, but his as she still took a separate room. <br><br>Once in there she walked behind a changing wall and started to undress herself, clearly wanting the same thing that he did.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 00:41:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as she disappeared behind the changing wall and he locked the door this time, adding a little 'Do Not Disturb' sign just in case.&nbsp; He peeled off his shirt and pants, leaving him in just a pair of black boxers before laying down on the bed and waiting for her to come back out from behind the wall, eager to taste her one more time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 02:32:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she walked out Tina was in very little. She undressed back to the clothes she was in before they were interpreted. A bra and panties. She blushed a bit as she looked at him and joined him on the bed, her lips molding with his as she pulled him on top of her and started to kiss him like a collage aged girl would. With need.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 02:34:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as she came back into the bed in just her bra and panties and forced him back on top of her before kissing him hard and with great desire.&nbsp; He kissed back with the same amount of passion as his hands reached behind her back and unclasped the bra with ease.&nbsp; <em>"There we go."</em> he said between kisses, <em>"Now we're back to where we were....which begs the question of what do you want now?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 02:39:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he kissed her back her hear fluttered and she forgot about everyting. When he I clasped her bra and spoke, she smiled at him, her hand going down to his crotch and ribbon him hard and with his full length. He was a lot longer then she thought he'd be when she picked him as a business parter but at this point there really was no going back. "I want to have your son." She said tk him as she looked at him. "Please give me your child..." She begged him. This was not a small deal on the business world. THis was like a king and queen trying to make an heir.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 02:42:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked at her in a different light.&nbsp; Where before it was mostly about fun and enjoying each other, her asking to bare his child changed it.&nbsp; If she did, there would be no going back from this.&nbsp; He thought about it for a moment, quite a feat when he considered her soft hand stroking his length through his boxers, until he finally made a decision.&nbsp; <em>"I'll give you my heir....and in return, you'll give me everything."</em> he told her softly as his hands reached down and peeled her panties away, leaving her naked beneath him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 03:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina knew he was bargaining. And she knew she was gambling her life. If he took everything shed no longer have anything to stop flhim from killing her. Hell she didn't even know if wanted a child. She gulped a bit. Hesitating in a bit of fear. She could fell him getting softer, he was getting turned off by her lack of answering. "Marry me and I'll give you everything..." She matched.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 03:04:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I thought I already was going to marry you."</em> he replied without a second thought, <em>"So are we done talking?&nbsp; Because I'd love to get this party started again."</em>&nbsp; As he said that, he continued to kiss her as he guided her hands into his boxers so she could feel his cock in her hands.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 03:16:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You never really ag-" she started but to kiss her and she no longer cared. Her hands played with his cock fr a bit but soon she was wrapping her legs around him, unsure if he moved he out himself between her legs or if she opened them up to him. "Please..." She begged as her clit throbbed and ached for more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 03:19:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he cut her off and continued to explore her body with his hands until she finally was begging for more.&nbsp; Pulling his boxers away from his body, he started to rub against her clit until he rolled them over so she was on top of him.&nbsp; <em>"I was on top last time...now it's your turn."</em> he told her softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 03:36:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina blushed a bit when he rolled her on top. She looked at him with nervousness. She was a virgin before last night and honestly had no idea what she was doing. "Uh..." She started. This was her weakness. Sex and having control in it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 03:38:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled softly as he easily figured out what the problem was.&nbsp; Guiding their bodies carefully, he slowly eased himself into her pussy, her own weight doing the work for him until she was sitting on his thighs with his cock buried inside of her.&nbsp; <em>"Now ride it, Tina.....you know what to do even if you don't realize it yet."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 03:48:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he guided her body down his pole she moaned a bit, but when he reached her cervix she whimpered and whined as she tried to get over the pain until finally a silent pop was noticed as he was in her. She whined a bit louder and tried to hold back her tears. Her body slowly started to go up and down as her maulces and cervix adjusted to his length and girth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 03:50:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked up at her, watching her face with a bit of dislike.&nbsp; <em>"What's the matter, Tina?"</em> he asked her, <em>"Don't you like me being inside of you?"</em>&nbsp; He suddenly felt a bit nervous as he worried that she didn't like it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 04:59:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Sorry was out wih a girlfriend and felt rude texting)<br><br>Tina shook her head. "I do, I swear, your just so big it hurts and your in my cervix which is very painful," she explained as she kept moving up and down on him. Her hands grabbed his, placing them on her hips as she kept herself going. "It hurt last night too," she admitted. She didn't stop herself at any point anymore. She was riding him through the pain, rubbing her clit from time to time to help herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 05:03:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sighed as he took a firm grip on her hips and lifted her up a bit so he wasn't completely inside her.&nbsp; <em>"This should make it better dear."</em> he said softly as he held her easily so that she could enjoy it more, <em>"Now you tell me if this is better or not."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 05:10:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him as he lifted her off of him a bit. She almost looked hurt that he did that. "Yes but..." She started."you need the pleasure too..." She finished. She honestly felt like he was the one that needed to feel more pleasure. She pushe herself back down on him again, as always, fighting him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 05:13:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook his head as his strength allowed him to fight her attempt to impale herself again.&nbsp; <em>"I'll get my pleasure one way or another, but I want you to enjoy it too and you're not a glutton for pain like some might be."</em> he said as he rolled them over so she was on her back and he started to use slow, shallow thrusts.&nbsp; <em>"Doesn't that feel better?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 05:20:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he flipped them she whimpered a bit and looked up at her soon to be husband and nodded in surrender. She struggled under him a bit but as he got deeper she stopped and wrapped her legs around him, trying to move under him to pleasure him as he pleasured her. Tina finally felt some pleasure start and she grippe his cock a bit better.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 16:49:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as she finally stopped fighting him.&nbsp; <em>"Silly girl."</em> he said teasingly, <em>"Trying to take someone as big as me your second time....you need to build up to it.&nbsp; Don't worry though, soon you'll be taking my full length and loving it."</em>. As he said this, he thrust a bit deeper, scrapping against her cervix, but not pushing past it, just reminding her that he could if he wanted to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 16:57:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed a bit as he teased her and just about when she was going to come back with a smart-ass comment he thrust into her and shut her up right away. When he just scrapped her cervix she actually moaned with an "oh god!" Tina wrapped her arms around his shoulders and tried to move with him. She wasn't experienced at this at all, and hated feeling stupid.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 17:01:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had to give her credit for effort as she tried to match his movements.&nbsp; But her inexperience showed and he ended up adjusting his pace so that they were moving together.&nbsp; With one hand he reached between their bodies and started to tease her clit with his fingertips as he leaned down and started to plant little love bites along her neck and collarbone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 17:07:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't know that he adjusted himself to match her, but when his fingers started to play with her she didn't&nbsp; care. The feeling he was giving her made her grip his cock tighter, milking it as she moaned even better than she had the night before when she was drunk. Even though he was marking her as his, she didn't mind. This was't a claiming like it would be at other times. This was different. She could tell that this wasn't the same thing at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 17:10:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as his actions drew a fresh wave of moans from his bride to be and he continued to thrust into her, making sure to scrape against her cervix once in a while until he felt a very familiar sensation building up inside of him and he looked down at her.<em>"Are you sure you want to bear my children?"</em>&nbsp; he asked her, knowing that there was a possibility she was from last night but knowing that it was probably a sure thing after tonight if he came inside of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 17:38:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina couldn't even really talk at the moment. She just did a lot of grunts and moans as she nodded desprately as she was close, but before she triedntonsay yes she was screaming his name in pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 17:48:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he took her reaction as a yes before he started to thrust harder and faster until he was right at the edge.&nbsp; It was then and only then that he pushed himself past her cervix and with a loud roar, he exploded, cumming deep inside of her and giving her everything he had, sealing the deal between them and so much more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 20:33:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he pushed into her she screamed even louder, unable to hold that back as a few tears drop from her eyes. When it was over he was still in her, but she was panting and spent, having no endurance for anymore. Tina looked at Vincent, a man who was once hate Bain in life now the person she was going I give a child for their mob life. She kissed his lips and laid back, unable to move in fear of hurting herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 20:48:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He returned the kiss as he slowly pulled out of her and collapsed beside her, his exhaustion reminding him that he wasn't as young as he used to be despite his physical conditioning.&nbsp; He pulled the blankets over their names forms and nuzzled her neck softly.&nbsp; <em>"Did you enjoy that?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 23:26:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina was glad that he was tired. She couldn't help but wonder if Vincent was worse when he was younger. That'd be a lot of sex, that much is for sure. She smiled at him who a nod and curled up to him under the blankets. <br><br>It didn't take Tina long to fall asleep at all. This was a perk of being wih him, she slept through the night without a care in the world. When she awoke she saw him still there, his eye were closed but wasn't sure if he was awake or not. Slowly she started to crawl out of the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 23:30:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent smiled as she drifted off to sleep and soon did the same, sleeping well enough.&nbsp; However he was a light sleeper and when morning came and she woke and got out of bed, he spoke softly without opening his eyes.&nbsp; <em>"Not going too far I hope."</em> he said, <em>"We have a lot to talk about today you and I."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-04-2014, 02:42:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina groaned a bit. "Why do we have to talk about it today?" She compined. She was avoiding that moment like the plague. Grabbing her clothes from the day before she walked behind the changing wall to put somethig on as he tried to think of a way to avoid giving him everything just yet. Tina was honestly scared that he tricked her, thy as soon as everything was his, and everything she owned answered to him she'd be shot and hidden away. <br><br>"I'm hungry, are you hungry?" She asked, avoiding him a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>09-04-2014, 02:46:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He knew exactly what she was trying to avoid and quite frankly, he wasn't interest in that aspect of things just yet anyway.&nbsp; As she walked off to put some clothing on, he did the same before standing up and waiting for her.&nbsp; <em>"Yes, I'm hungry and I'm sure the chief is just waiting to know we're up before he starts cooking something."</em> Vincent said to her, <em>"And I wasn't talking business right now, I was actually talking about our wedding....do we want it to be a big party, a small affair, a political show?&nbsp; What do you want?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-04-2014, 02:51:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Vincent finished taking Tina stopped and looked at him, clearly shocked. "Uh," she started. "The news is going to find out soon anyways, it's not like our families aren't well known," she was reasoning. "But I haven't really thought of that. My father was going to plan it all. It wasn't up to me before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>09-04-2014, 02:54:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Well it's up to us now and quite frankly, I'm ok with it either way."</em> he told her as he smiled lightly, <em>"So we need to figure it out, or rather you need to figure it out and fast....unless you want to be as big as a house when the wedding finally takes place."</em>&nbsp; This was a subtle reminder of how she was probably pregnant with his child now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-04-2014, 07:25:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at Vincent and blushed a bit. "I- I'm not good at this part." She admitted. "I mean the clothes I have, the maids helped me find. I'm not really girly. I was just... daddy's little girl." she finished as she walked to him and hugged him. She didn't know why she needed to hug him, but she did. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 00:28:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled softly and hugged her back.&nbsp; <em>"Just take a breath, Tina.&nbsp; You're not daddy's little girl anymore, you're your own woman.&nbsp; More importantly, you're going to be a wife, mother, and partner in running the most powerful crime family in the world.&nbsp; And the first step is sorting out this wedding......now if you can't handle that, then you're definitely not ready to run a crime family."</em> he told her, <em>"But I believe you're ready or I wouldn't have put that on the table."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 05:58:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at Vincent as he spoke. She took a deep breath as he held her back. "I know... I know." she said as she kissed his chest. She smiled at him a bit. "Thank you. But I can still rule over you any day." she teased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 05:59:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her words.&nbsp; <em>"Oh really?"</em> he said as he playfully scooped her up, <em>"And just how do you plan on ruling over me right now?&nbsp; Hmmm?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 06:04:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he picked her up she laughed and kept her arms wrapped around his shoulders. She knew that she lost this argument so she decided to try and get him to put her down."I'm hungry." she playfully whined. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 06:05:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"And so am I."</em> he replied as he started to carry her downstairs, <em>"So why don't we go and get something to eat from the kitchens, hmmm?&nbsp; Then we can figure out what we're going to do from there, alright?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 06:24:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he didn't put her down she tried to get him to drop her, but he had a good grip on her. Tina just held him as she was carried to the kitchen, submissively resting her head on his shoulder as they neared the kitchen. 'Why aren't you letting me walk?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 06:25:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Maybe I like having you in my arms."</em> he replied softly as he set her in a chair before taking the one next to her, <em>"It's a comforting feeling that I could get used to if you let me."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 06:31:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina smiled at him. "I could get used to it too..."she admitted to him as she made herself comfortable. When he sat she looked at her chair then at him. Suddenly she got up and sat on his lap. "I like this spot thank you." She smiled. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 06:32:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled as he just adjusted to make them both more comfortable as the cook brought in a pair of plates with eggs, bacon, and toast.&nbsp; It was simple, but it was breakfast.&nbsp; <em>"I think this spot likes you as well."</em> he replied softly as he picked up a fork, put some eggs on it and attempted to feed it to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 22:07:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina smiled at him and kissed his jawline lovingly as he moved around for the food. As he offered her the food she giggled a little then opened her mouth. Anyone looking in would she was in love, as much as she tried to not fall in love, she did. The girl took the food wih her mouth as a started to chew as she cuddled vincent closely to her body. Grabbing a peice of bacon she took a small bite and then picked him off a peice of nicely cooked bacon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 22:08:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her behavior, almost a bit shocked that this was the same girl that he'd been dealing with the last few days.&nbsp; But he was glad of the change and enjoyed this new side of her as he took the piece of bacon she offered him, chewing it carefully before swallowing and reaching for a glass of Orange Juice.&nbsp; <em>"So.....what sort of wedding do you think?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 22:16:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aye, I don't know." She said as she picked at a peice of bread. "I guess big, it's going to be in the public she anyway, everyone knows who we are." She started as they ate some more."I want a really really really big red velvet cake though." She giggled. "Are we gonna do it here?" She asked. <br><br>One of the butlers came in with a letter. Handing it to Tina she grabbed the paper and looked at it. "I need to go talk to my banker." She started. Admittedly she was sad because she was implying without him and she was still hungry.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>10-04-2014, 22:22:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Do it here?"</em> he said surprised, <em>"Not a chance, that would be a nightmare for security.&nbsp; Besides you know the FBI, CIA, and every agency on the planet is gonna be trying to get people into the wedding.&nbsp; No, I was thinking of doing it somewhere South...on the beach maybe."</em>&nbsp; As he was about to continue the conversation, she said she had to go meet her banker.&nbsp; He debated pushing the issue since they were together now, but decided it would be another battle for another day.&nbsp; <em>"Take some of my guards with you."</em> he said, <em>"And don't forget we do have to discuss business later on."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 02:43:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Somewhere in Mexico would be a good idea." She admitted as she started I walk. "You realize that I have my own security right?" She paused as she looked at him. "I mean shit, we don't need to fill this house with kids we are over staffed as it is." She said. She didn't really wait for him To respond as she left and got into her black BMW and had her security follow her in another car.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 02:47:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At a subtle gesture from Vincent, several of his own men got into a car and followed hers from a safe distance.&nbsp; It wasn't close enough for her or her men to notice, but close enough for him to know they would be able to help if something happened.&nbsp; That done, he had his files on the Green family pulled up and started planning their demise.&nbsp; Tina, whether she wanted to admit it or not yet, was his and no one attacked anything of hers anymore without suffering for it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 02:52:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina and all the guards arrived in one car. She looked pretty banged up and there were only half of her men and half of his that came back. One of his men carried her back to Vincent's room and laid her to sleep. He then went to Vincent. The man, Mark, explained that her personal banker was dead and thy the call was a set up to get her there. The tires to her car had been shot&nbsp; and she had to jump out of the car. He then handed Vincent a note that was on the bankers body. "All assets or this doesn't stop." They wanted wanted everything Tina had. Whoever thy were.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 02:54:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent was furious, but his fury took a backseat as he saw Tina in the state she was in.&nbsp; He only gave one order as he looked at the remaining man that had gone with her, both his and hers.&nbsp; <em>"Prepare for war."</em> he said, <em>"We will destroy them."</em>&nbsp; With that said, he went up to his room and sat by her side, wiping her forehead gently with a damp cloth as he waited for her to wake up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 02:58:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina felt the cloth on her forehead as she slowly opens her eyes and smiled at him. "I guess I was wrong..." She said to him as she reached for his hand. "They killed him... And they took the bags. I couldn't see them but they..." She paused. "I'm sorry..." She finished. She realized at this point that he really couldn't be a mod boss on her own. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 03:01:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Don't be sorry."</em> he told her, <em>"I've been ambushed more times than I can count.&nbsp; That being said, this won't be allowed to stand.&nbsp; Right now all our men are preparing for war....the family that did this will suffer and then be destroyed.&nbsp; You have my word on that."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 03:06:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think it was the Greene's..." She stopped him. "They usually like to play differently. Wth lawyers. Vincent..." She teared up a she started tk think about leaving. About leaving him, the country. God the pain of that feeling was hard to imagine. She didn't want to. But if they went after him it might not be a happy ending for anyone. "Wh-what if I moved out of America... Alone?" She looked a him, wondering if he understood that she hadn't been this scared for anyone but herself or her father or uncle before. She was terrified for Vincent.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 03:08:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled her close as she said that and refused to let go.&nbsp; <em>"You are not going anywhere."</em> he told her, <em>"We are going to destroy Greene or whoever was behind this and then we're going to get married, have kids, and teach them to take over this family when we're old and grey.&nbsp; There is no other option, do you understand me?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 06:03:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he hugged her, Tina was a little surprised by she smiled and held him. He was right though. She was the daughter and niece of two amazing mob bosses. She had a genius level IQ. She wasn't about to let someone run her out of town. Pulling back Tina bit her lip. "Do you want to talk business now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 20:01:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could feel some of the tension ease in her as she returned his embrace.&nbsp; When she mentioned business, he just smiled and sat them down on a comfortable couch.&nbsp; <em>"If that's what you want to do, then yes."</em> he said, <em>"But first we need to take down this enemy and make it clear that no one fucks with us."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 21:33:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina smiled at him with a small blush to her cheeks. After a minute she sat back and sighed. "Before you said I could still run my family's stuff. Is that still true?" She asked as she looked at him seriously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 21:39:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sighed at her question.&nbsp; <em>"Ideally I'd like to merge our families together and run them together."</em> he said honestly, <em>"But if you're dead set on keeping them separate, there's not really a whole lot I can do to force you to merge with me.&nbsp; Personally I'd feel better if I knew exactly what both of us were dealing with though."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 21:53:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him. "Merge?" That was exactly what she wanted. "I-I thought that you were going to try and take everything I have..." She finally admitted. "I'd love to be able to work with you on it. That's what I wanted this whole time. You just- you came off like you were going to take it all from me when we first met..." She stated. "Vince... I own a lot more than you think. I inherited everything my uncle and father shared and what they had seperately. That makes I have 20% shares with Smith LAw, which is a multi billion law office; I own countless drug lords, and -" she paused. The papers are all in the room I saw staying in..." Her list wen on and one of the things she own and was in control of now. She had almost as much as him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 21:56:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had to admit he was impressed as she rattled off her assets.&nbsp; She had nearly as much as him, although her assets her more geared towards drugs and law while his were more militant.&nbsp; Combined they would be a force to be reckoned with.&nbsp; <em>"It'll take some time to put everything together."</em> he said, <em>"But first we have a war to win.&nbsp; I've got my people squeezing the city for information.....they'll find out who was responsible and then we'll deal with them."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 22:01:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him as she spoke. "we also need to have a dinner... Wih all the bosses. It'd be disrespectful if the dons don't find out about our engagement. Plus it might help us see whothinks what of me." She stated. Leaning against him Tina sighed and touched her cheek with a wince. "I hit my face on something when I had to jump out of my car.. I really liked that car too damnit...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>11-04-2014, 22:23:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled.&nbsp; <em>"We'll get you another one."</em> he said, <em>"As for dinner, let's wait until we know who is behind this attempt and kill him at that dinner.&nbsp; It'll send a clear message not to mess with either of us."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 03:18:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him. "I don't think that we are going to know who's doig this soon. I mean, -" she stopped as she saw how serious he was. She knew they wouldn't know anytime soon. This ambush was planned carefully. Leaning against him her fingers tangled with his and she kissed his shoulder. Tina didn't know what else to say or do but she would listen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 03:23:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was deadly serious, but he didn't think she realized the extent of his network of spies and plants.&nbsp; <em>"Tina, I have friends and employees in the FBI, CIA, Interpool, to name a few.&nbsp; If I don't know who it was by this time tomorrow, someone's head is going to roll.&nbsp; I will know who did it and they will pay.&nbsp; That much I promise you."</em> he said as he pulled her close and just enjoyed her closeness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 17:27:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at up her soon to be husband and nodded at him. He seemed convinced and sure of himself. She could not argue with that and she knew it. Kisses his face she pulled back. "I need the doctor here. I'm really really sore in my rib cage." She said as she tried to straighten her back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 17:31:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded and went to fetch his personal doctor, returning with a man in his early fifties with a no nonsense look on his face.&nbsp; <em>"So Vincent says your rubs are giving you trouble."</em> he said without introductions, <em>"Lay as flat as you can and I'll check them to see if there's any real damage."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 17:35:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina was a little put off by this mans lack of manners but she just gave Vincent a look. Laying on the coffee table she was as flat as flat could be. She lifted her shirt a bit, just under her breasts, so the doctor could see better.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 17:55:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The doctor walked over and started to lightly press along her ribs, feeling for anything out of place.&nbsp; <em>"I don't feel anything out of place or missing."</em> he said as he kept checking, <em>"Seems to me that you just bruised them.&nbsp; So I'd advise bed rest for a couple of days with no strenuous activity."</em>. At this he gave Vincent a stern look while the mob boss tried to look innocent, <em>"Any questions?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 19:03:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can't be in bed rest!" She said as she sat up too quickly. "My personal banker is gone and I have business to take care of!" Clearly Tina wasn't happy about this.she looked at Vincent and the doctor. "I can't just lay down and do nothing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 19:09:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Young lady I've been practicing medicine since before you were born."</em> the doctor said, <em>"And if I say bed rest, you'd best stay in bed.&nbsp; I highly doubt there's anything so pressing that it can't wait three days for your ribs to properly heal.&nbsp; And if there is, I'm sure Vincent here is capable of acting in your stead.&nbsp; Now are you going to do what I say, or do I have to have Vincent tie you down?"</em>. The doctor looked at her, making it clear he would go through with his threat while Vincent just stood off to the side, watching quietly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 19:17:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at Vincent in protest but when he did nothing she sighed a "fine." She mumbled, though, she knew fu well that she wasn't going to be doing any bed rest. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 19:34:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The doctor nodded and gave both her and Vincent a warning look before leaving. Vincent looked at her a bit sheepishly, <em>"Sorry about him.....old bastard is the best doctor I could find so he gets away with pretty much anything and he knows it.&nbsp; But he's the best at what he does."</em> he said as he sat down next to her, <em>"But you will do as he says.&nbsp; Is that clear?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 19:49:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina rolled her eyes at him. "I don't have time to stay in bed!" She argued with him as she scooted away from him. "I can't just lay there and do nothing. I have my father and uncles funeral still!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 19:53:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"And you'll get to those."</em> he said as he just moved closer, <em>"As for the rest, you can run things from a bed for three days.&nbsp; Its better than pushing your luck and causing yourself to have a real injury.&nbsp; And if you think I won't tie you down to make sure you listen to the doctor, then you've got another thing coming."</em>. He sounded harsh, but it was clear he was concerned for her wellbeing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 20:05:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina hated this rule. "Fine, but I'm not going to like it." She said as she got up and started to walk to the room he'd given her. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to go to hers or his but she did the only thing she thought was okay.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 20:07:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she entered the room, she found it empty of all her things and completely cleaned up.&nbsp; Vincent came up behind her.&nbsp; <em>"Since we're going to he married, I had all of your things moved into the master bedroom with mine."</em> he told her, <em>"I hope that's not an issue."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 21:13:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina was taken back when a her things were gone but as Vincent explained she smiled and nodded at him. "Okay." She said. Leaning up an kissing his jawline she walked to his- their room and laid down on the bed. "You might need to drug me up because I can already tell I'll be pacing the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>12-04-2014, 21:15:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as his hand brushed where she had kissed and followed her into the room.&nbsp; <em>"I dont hold with drugging someone unless there's no other way."</em> he told her, <em>"If you insist on pacing I'll just have to tie you down so.it won't be an issue."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>14-04-2014, 09:14:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina laughed at him. 'I'm a mexican woman. Good luck." She giggled as she sat up, unable to just lay there. She looked at her phone and sighed. "There is so much that I need to get done... so much that can't go untouched." She looked up at Vincent. "I can't even make love to you..." she pouted. She'd become quite addicted to his manhood. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>14-04-2014, 20:09:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as she mentioned her final concern and he felt a little bit&nbsp; of pride at that admission.&nbsp; <em>"Well absence makes the heart grow fonder."</em> he teased, <em>"As for the rest, let me handle it....I'm more than capable, remember?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>14-04-2014, 21:47:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No lack of presences makes the heart go crazy." She argued. When he asked to handle her work she hesitated a bit. "Okay.... Well I have a large shipment coming in from the dock for ... Products that see coming from Mexico. I need to find a new banker. I need to - dad and uncle need to be honored with a funeral service. I need to go and talk to one of my people who I think is hiding something from me and I think that's it today." She said to him. He still didn't really know all she had but the way she said it made it seem like it wasn't much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>14-04-2014, 21:54:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded.&nbsp; <em>"Give me the details and I'll make arrangements."</em> he told her calmly, <em>"But you will stay in bed unless absolutely necessary, are we clear Tina?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>14-04-2014, 22:03:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina nodded. "The dock is actually for Dock Living. You know the furniture place? Well the used stuff is actually packed with supplies. Guns to be exact. Keep a set you like. They get their shipments in at 11:35am on the dock. You only have 30 minutes now. Make sure that all the peices are there please.<br><br>Then there's the guy that I think is cheating me. Do you know "the diner around the corner"? They have food that actually had pot as a recipe. I protect them. I don't think he's actually giving me the full 30% I think it's only 20% he's giving me. If he is, I'm gonna teach him a lesson." She glared at the idea. "I make no promises about me being in bed all day."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>14-04-2014, 22:13:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"You will stay in bed."</em> he replied as he pulled a set of body armor from a case under his bed, <em>"And if I find out otherwise I'll tie you down to it for the next week to ensure that you follow the good doctors orders."</em>. As he finished that, he called his top officers and gave orders.&nbsp; Once that was done, he looked at her.&nbsp; <em>"I'll deal with the guy that's cheating you...my men will collect the guns."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>15-04-2014, 02:06:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They better be careful with the guns and make sure they aren't missing peices." She warned him. "and I'll let you find out that for me. I'll need details of what's said." She asked of him. She knew she wasn't going to be able to sit all day. She was in her 20's it was gonna be impossible but she knew she'd do her best to not move much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>15-04-2014, 02:37:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Most of them are former military."</em> he replied as he pulled a variety of small arms, from brass knuckles to knives to a .22 caliber handgun, from various drawers.&nbsp; <em>"So they know what to look for.&nbsp; And I'll get you your thirty percent, have no doubt about that."</em>&nbsp; As he finished gearing up, he leaned down and kissed her softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 06:45:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Tina nodded in acceptance when he explained his men knew their job, which she liked to hear. She watched him arm himself and wondered what he was going to do to her flunky. She kissed him goodbye and laid down on the bed, hoping to get in a nap. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 06:48:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He left the room, locking the door behind him, and immediately gave out orders to his men before he left to go and meet the owner of the diner.&nbsp; He wasn't sure what he was going to do yet.....it depended on how the man reacted to his presence.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 06:52:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he was gone, Tina did manage to take a small nap, but that didn't last long. As she walked to the door, she tried to open it, but found it locked. "What the hell?!" She said as she tried it harder, then hit it, but nothing happened. "He actually locked me in here..." she said as she walked back to the bed. "What the hell am i supposed to do?!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 06:55:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A hour later, Vincent exited the diner, wiping some blood off his hands with a rag.&nbsp; The conversation had required a bit of force, but the message had been clear.&nbsp; He headed home and when he got there, he looked at the man he'd posted outside the door and learned she'd tried to get out at one point, but given up.&nbsp; Unlocking the door, he entered the room and looked at her.&nbsp; <em>"Bed rest means bed rest."</em> he told her simply as he tossed the bloody rag into a hamper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 07:01:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina heard the door open and then saw Vincent with a bloody rag. "What happened?" She asked as she ignored what he entered in with. She could tell something happened as he was annoyed. "What's wrong?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 07:07:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Oh nothing."</em> he said, <em>"I was just commenting on your attempt to wander around earlier.&nbsp; The gut was cheating you and admitted it after a little....persuasion.&nbsp; A little more and he came to understand such behavior will not be tolerated again."</em>. He praised as he sat down on the bed next to her.&nbsp; <em>"The guns are all gathered and accounted for.&nbsp; They've been inspected and everything is good to go."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 07:12:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina blushed a bit. "I can't just lay in bed all day!" She whined. "Thank you for today, but i can't just stay here, it's going to drive me crazy." she whined a bit more. "Please don't make me do this..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 07:13:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"We'll ask the doctor in the morning."</em> he said, <em>"But you're following his orders for at least the rest of the day....I'll stay with you if that helps."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 07:18:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Vincent, please! I've been in here for two hours and i can't stop thinking about funeral plans, getting a new banker, being with you, moving!" She argued. Growling she stood up again. "Fuck this." She said as she walked to the door quickly, though in pain.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 16:06:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent didn't move.&nbsp; He didn't have to as the minute she opened the door, she was face to face with two of Vincent's best men.&nbsp; <em>"You want to move around, move around the room.&nbsp; Its big enough for that...now get over here and let's work on the arrangements."</em> he said as he pulled a laptop out and fired it up so they could start making plans.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 16:14:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina opened the door and found two of his men staring at her. She groaned and turned back to him. They walked her back to Vincent and then left the room closing the door. "My men answer to you now, don't they?" she asked him seriously. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 16:19:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Your men?&nbsp; No not yet."</em> he replied, <em>"That's why they're out guarding the perimeter instead of in here where you can tell them to do something against the doctors orders."</em>. He smiled up at her teasingly, <em>"Now come back to bed and maybe I can find a way to help you relax."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 21:53:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina knew the men would start listening to him, it was how this life worked. Sitting next to him on the bed she leaned on him to see what he was looking at only. "Banker or funeral plans first?" She asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>16-04-2014, 22:00:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Funeral plans."</em> he replied, <em>"The banker can wait a few days....this is personal and needs to be attended to."</em>. He shifted to allow her to see the screen better.&nbsp; He knew that she needed to do this so she could really move on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-04-2014, 21:43:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him and kissed his cheek. Then looked at the screen wih a blank , almost panicked look. "I don't know where to start...." She said as she stare at the screen. "What am I even supposed to look for?" Her body was starting toget restless and it was showing by the way she was snaking away from him like a child.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>17-04-2014, 21:47:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled and pulled her back against his side gently so as to not hurt her ribs.&nbsp; <em>"I've handled most of it already...burial plots, caskets, things like that.&nbsp; You just need to set calling hours, when the burial will take place and what sort of flowers you want placed on their tombstones."</em> he told her calmly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>24-04-2014, 16:46:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina leaned against him and blushed a bit. "I'm sorry, but you've don't this before haven't you?" She asked. "I'm sorry if you have... i think a morning is better, maybe like 10:30am, both of them made me promise no flowers, so no flowers." She got quiet as she thought about their tombstones. "Father and Uncle? I don't know..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>24-04-2014, 18:07:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded quietly.&nbsp; <em>"Some of my men died without families.&nbsp; I made sure they all got proper burials."</em> he said softly, <em>"It was the least I could do given they died for me."</em>. He went quiet again as he pulled up a page that had several standard designs for headstones so she wouldn't have to think as much about it.&nbsp; He held her close, mindful of her damaged ribs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>24-04-2014, 21:32:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina nodded at his explanation. She looked back at the screen as he pulled her in closer. "I think dad would like this one here... And uncle would like this one." She pointed to the screen as she made the choices. She looked at him and seemed a bit sad before she took a deep breath. "Can we go for a walk or something?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>24-04-2014, 21:44:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked at her.&nbsp; Yes, the doctor had said bed rest but he figured a brief walk in the garden wouldn't hurt and it would let her get some of her energy out.&nbsp; <em>"I suppose we could check out the garden.&nbsp; Its nice this time of year."</em> he said as he stood up and led her out back into a private garden brimming with flowers of every kind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>25-04-2014, 07:33:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he agreed she almost jumped up but was paused by her rips. Slowly getting up, Tina held her fiance's hand. When they walked into the garden she was in awe. How could someone, who came off like such a bastard at times, have a green thumb like this? She looked at all the flowers carefully, smelling a few even. It made her feel better to be outside, the whole time her hand held his. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>26-04-2014, 01:29:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I spent so much time taking life out of this world......somewhere down the line, I decided to bring a bit of life into it.&nbsp; This garden is the result."</em> he said, answering her unspoken question.&nbsp; He held her hand softly, keeping a careful eye on her to ensure that she didn't strain herself in any way.&nbsp; The sights and smells of his garden calmed him and put a smile on his face as they reached a carefully hidden bench and he sat down, pulling her down with him carefully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-04-2014, 17:49:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him as he explained his reasonings. "That makes sense..." she said as she walked with him a bit more. Being taken to a bench she sighed. "Why do you keep making me sit?!" She struggled a bit, however, she did make herself comfortable on his lap. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-04-2014, 17:55:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as she sat down in his lap.&nbsp; He curled his arms around her carefully, not wanting to hurt her.&nbsp; <em>"Because you're hurt and need to take breaks."</em> he replied, <em>"And the doctor would probably try to have my head if I didn't.&nbsp; Always remember, don't piss off the people you count on to sew you back up later."</em>. He chuckled and just relaxed on the bench.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 16:39:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina sighed. "I don't want to just sit here. I need to do things." She said as she leaned against him. "I'm the daughter of a mod boss, we don't stay still." she informed him. "Can I at least go somewhere? I mean, all the things I wanted were in that house and now they are gone, i'm sure. Plus my house belongs to you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-05-2014, 03:34:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I wouldn't want to just sit here either."</em> he replied honestly, <em>"But I know what it's like to have screwed up my ribs and I also know how bad it can be if you don't follow the doctors orders when it comes to them.&nbsp; As soon as you're off bed rest, we'll go and get anything you want, including revenge, but for now we have to lick our wounds, gather our forces, and plan to make people suffer, agreed?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-05-2014, 08:29:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina sighed and nodded as she sat in his lap. She playfully slapped him and groaned but then grabbed at her ribs a bit. "I can't stand this!" She whined. She looked at him and then stood up then quickly laid on the grass. If it weren't for the bruises and cuts, she'd look like a normal girl to someone. Not a mob boss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-05-2014, 18:15:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled softly until she groaned in pain and laid down on the grass.&nbsp; <em>"Yeah bruised ribs are a nightmare."</em> he said to her as he actually laid down next to her in the grass, <em>"But they heal quickly and soon we'll be taking the fight to whoever attacked you.&nbsp; They will pay in ways that they can't even imagine yet."</em>. He growled slightly and his face looked every bit the monstrous mob boss that he was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 06:30:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at Vincent as she rubbed his face. "Why do you think we are going to find out, for all we know it's all of my business that teamed up because they don't want to have to a woman." She said as she rolled hersel on him. She was trying to be sexy about it but her ribs didn't let her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 00:57:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"We'll find out because my men are loyal to me.&nbsp; And they will find me the answers I'm looking for, even if they have to soak the world in blood to find them."</em> he said to her calmly.&nbsp; When she rolled on top of him, he smiled and held her carefully, trying to avoid hurting her ribs.&nbsp; <em>"While I absolutely enjoy your attempts, perhaps sex with me is a bad idea when you have bruised ribs."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 04:26:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina groaned a bit and was about to roll off him but even she knew the impact would hurt her ribs. As she laid on top of him she let the sun soak her skin with its heat. She was enjoying the way he was holding her, a man who was much older than her. <br><br><br>It was some time before someone actually bothered them. It was a gaurd to tell them that one of the "fathers" was there to paid his respects to Tina's father and uncle as well as talk some business.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 04:33:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holding her, he enjoyed a little while just relaxing with her in the sun.&nbsp; That was until on of his men arrived to inform them that a fellow Mob Boss had arrived to pay his respects.&nbsp; Groaning slightly, Vincent carefully helped Tina to her feet before he led her into the entrance hall where an older gentleman stood waiting.&nbsp; Vincent knew him well and even liked the man, so he smiled slightly as he shook the man's hand.<br><br><em>"Lorenzo."</em> he greeted him politely, <em>"This is an unexpected surprise.&nbsp; What can we do for you."</em>&nbsp; He was careful to make sure that 'we' was clear in that sentence, a sign that he and Tina were working together and would be handled together or not at all
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 08:36:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina followed Vincent closely, only to see Lorenzo. She greeted him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I came to tell Tina that I am sorry for her loss, but I am glad that she was left to someone who could care for her." he said as he examined her banged up body. <br><br>"I can take care of myself, but thank you for your concern." Tina said, trying to not get annoyed. <br><br>"Clearly." he laughed, innocently. After a minute he looked at Vincent. "I'd like to talk to you about some business. Man to Man." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 17:02:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched as Lorenzo and Tina greeted each other with a hug and smiled slightly to see her on good terms with the old man that Vincent got along with so well.&nbsp; When Lorenzo mentioned business, he nodded.&nbsp; <em>"Let's take this up to my office then."</em> he said as he wrapped an arm around Tina's waist and started to lead them both upstairs to where his office was located.&nbsp; Once he sat down, he pulled Tina into his lap and looked over at Lorenzo with a smile <br><br><em>"So what is it you wanted to discuss?"</em> he asked pleasantly enough, knowing that Lorenzo would be thrown by Tina's presence in the meeting and wanting the old man slightly off balance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 07:35:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina was surprised that Vince was acting like her being there wasn't a big deal. She didnwalknwih him tongue office, all the while holding his hand and smiling. Lorenzo seemed confused. The office didn have a spot for her, so she thought that maybe he was going to ask her to leave. When he pulled her into his lap she smiled and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. <br><br>She carefully moved onto his lap as she didn't feel any pain in her ribs. Lorenzo looked at Tina and then at Vincent. "I was hoping we could discuss business man to man." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 07:51:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent looked at Lorenzo for a moment as made sure that Tina was comfortable in his lap.&nbsp; He wasn't going to have her going anywhere.&nbsp; <em>"Lorenzo, what you fail to understand is that me and Tina are to be wed soon and I will not be hiding anything from her.&nbsp; So either I can tell her all about this conversation later or you can just talk to me and her together and save me a lot of time later."</em> he said as he held Tina around the waist comfortably.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 08:09:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina stayed silent as she watched the two, she was curious about what would happen. <br><br>"Tina, darling I love you but your father and uncle didn't even have her in the room." <br><br>Tina smiled at this point and spoke up.&nbsp; "There was a room where I was watching the conversation and listening. I was always there, you just didn't know it." <br><br>Lorenzo looked at her and took a deep breath. "I don't feel it is appropriate for women-"<br><br>"I'm not leaving Lorzeno. What do you want to talk about?" She asked starting to get a little annoyed. <br><br>"Well, business. There is a shipment coming in. And the cops are starting to follow a few of my men. Something needs to be fixed." He finally said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 19:45:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent silently approved of how Tina handled the objections by squeezing her waist lightly before he though over what Lorenzo had said.&nbsp; So the cops were closing in on some of the old man's guys.&nbsp; Not really surprising since most of his crew were only as loyal as the money he paid and would flip if they got a better deal whether it was from the cops or a rival gang.&nbsp; Still, this was something best nipped in the ass early to prevent it from spreading.<br><br><em>"Well I'm sure you've already tried bribes."</em> he mused out loud, getting a nod from Lorenzo, <em>"Which means a more direct series of actions is required.&nbsp; Either we take them down the hard way or give them some new lead to follow.&nbsp; I can do either one, but I only do it for a price."</em>. He paused as he looked at Lorenzo, <em>"Everything you know about the attack on Tina and don't lie to me, you know more than you'd like to admit.&nbsp; Tell me what I want to know and I'll make your problem disappear."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>24-05-2014, 08:46:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The more Vincent spoke, the more comfortable she made herself. By the end of his deal she had her head resting on his shoulder and had her eyes closed, though she was wide awake and listening. M<br><br>Lorenzo looked at Tina then at Vincent. "Does it matter what I know? Tina clearly doesn't fit in this world that we have made and someone is making sure she knows that." The man started. "Al I know was that her uncle pissed someone off awhile ago and has been planning something. I don't know anything else."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>24-05-2014, 19:38:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand came up to stroke her hair as she rested her head on his shoulder.&nbsp; Even though her eyes were closed, he could tell by her breathing that she was wide awake and probably playing at being asleep so that Lorenzo would talk a bit more openly.&nbsp; It was a good strategy if that was the case and he played to it by lowering his voice when he spoke again, though there was still a strength and power there that would send chills down the spines of most men.<br><br><em>"It matters because they tried to kill my fiance and I will NOT let that go unanswered."</em> he hissed at Lorenzo, <em>"She's been raised since she was a child in this life and I can think of no one outside myself better prepared for it.&nbsp; Now, Lorenzo, if you want your little problem to go away, you will tell me everything you know, everything you've heard, but most importantly, you WILL give me the name.&nbsp; Am I clear?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>24-05-2014, 20:35:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina stayed "asleep" the whole time, trying very hard to not move oddly or anything like that. <br><br>Lorenzo paled a bit and sighed as he adjusted his coat jacket. "Vincent, I love Tina. I would never want to see her hurt, but she's a woman. She can't make clear decisions like we men can. Anyways, that's not the point." He stated. "I don't know who wants your fiancé dead. There are just whispers and rumors that her uncle pissed someone off. Chances are that it's with their people." He added, referring to the Mexican cartels.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>24-05-2014, 20:47:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He saw Lorenzo pale and knew that the man was nervous about what he said next.&nbsp; And when he heard what was said, he couldn't blame him.&nbsp; The Mexican cartels were feared by Mobs and gangs the world over because no one, and he knew this to be true, was as ruthless as they could be when pushed to it.&nbsp; Adjusting his arm around Tina's waist slightly, he remained impassive, not showing anything to Lorenzo that could tell the older man where his head was at because he had the advantage and now he had to push it as far as he could.<br><br><em>"Well if it's the Cartels, then its a good thing you're in so tight with them."</em> he said, referring to how Lorenzo's main focus was drug importation, <em>"Because you're going to use those contacts to find out who specifically is gunning for Tina.&nbsp; As for her decision making, you let me worry about that, not you.&nbsp; Now.......you find out who is behind this, I make sure your shipments come in without issue.&nbsp; Do we have a deal, or do I have to let the cops breath down your neck a little more?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>24-05-2014, 21:23:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina was stiff a bit. She knew that it was always a possibility. She almost knew what they did to women. <br><br>Lorenzo nodded at Vincent. " I will do what I can but I am not going to loose my men over it." He said. Looking at Vincent he sighed. "Okay, okay. I want a partnership with one of your higher companies you own then. SHE isn't worth nothing. She's worth a lot."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>24-05-2014, 21:27:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He narrowed his eyes.&nbsp; Very rarely did he ever agree to give up stake in any of his companies.&nbsp; It was what made him able to act so independently as he didn't have to carter to the whims of a partner who didn't see eye to eye with him.&nbsp; He looked over at Tina, who despite her fake sleeping looked very peaceful and always beautiful.&nbsp; Was she worth giving up a portion of his independence to Lorenzo?&nbsp; He thought for a moment before he turned his attention back to the older man, who he could see was beginning to sweat through his suit.<br><br><em>"You give me the name I want and I'll give you a partnership in one of my companies.&nbsp; But only after you give me the name.&nbsp; I won't have you dragging your feet while sponging off of my hard work, is that clear?"</em> he said.&nbsp; She was worth it to him, he knew, but he wasn't a fool and wouldn't be played like one.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 05:38:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina stiffened a bit as she listened to him try and make a deal with Vincent. She honestly thought the was going to decline him. The silence of Vincent's thoughts screamed in her mind. Her heart was pounding and to her shock, he accepted with a deal of his own.<br><br>Lorenzo looked at Vincent. "How do you expect me to find the name that you want when I don't really deal wit her people?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 05:42:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"You're a clever man, Lorenzo."</em> Vincent replied rather coldly as he was really getting sick of this back and forth, <em>"And more importantly, they need you to move their product as much as you need them to supply it.&nbsp; Put a bit of pressure on the right places and I know you'll come up with what I need.&nbsp; Now do we have a deal, or do we not have a deal?"</em><br><br>Vincent rubbed Tina's back gently, trying to ease her tension before Lorenzo realized that she was actually awake and not asleep as she appeared to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 06:09:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lorenzo stared at the man, and the woman in his arms. He sighed and then nodded. "Alright. I'll see what I can do." She surrendered. He looked at Tina closer but she only seemed to adjust in her sleep to him. "If she's real going to be one of us, she needs to host a dinner with all of us and make herself known." He expressed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 06:11:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Don't you worry about that, Lorenzo."</em> he said, <em>"She'll have that dinner as soon as she's healed and we put this matter to rest.&nbsp; She will be respected, even if her and I have to cut down half of the Bosses in this country to make that happen."</em>&nbsp; He looked at Lorenzo and its meaning was clear.&nbsp; If he tried to make this difficult, he would be cut down as easily as the rest of them.&nbsp; And a threat from Vincent wasn't one that was to be taken lightly.&nbsp; <em>"Now was there anything else?&nbsp; As you can see, Tina is still exhausted and needs her rest."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 06:44:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lorenzo understood Vincent loud and clear. "Alright. I guess that's all I really have to say." He said as he buttoned up one of his cost buttons. Lorenzo smiled and nodded as a security guard walked up and walked with him to the door. <br><br>When Lorenzo was out of ear shot Tina lifted her head and looked at him. "You handed that well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 07:27:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Lorenzo finally left, he looked over at Tina, who was now done pretending to be asleep.&nbsp; When she commented about how he handled that situation, he chuckled at her.&nbsp; <em>"Well babe, I've been doing this for a while and guys like Lorenzo are easy to handle.&nbsp; He needs what I can offer and he knows that he won't get a better deal anywhere else, so he'll play ball.&nbsp; More importantly, he knows I'm as good as my word so he won't test his luck with me."</em> he said softly but with an underlaying steel in his voice.<br><br><em>"You did a good job as well making him think you were sleeping."</em> he said as he leaned down and kissed her softly, <em>"How are your ribs?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 16:43:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina understood what he meant and how she wouldn't want to piss him off, but then again... She did want to. She smiled at him as she stood up. "Well I honestly just wanted to have you in bed with me and take a nap after we..." She paused and bit her lip. "Have a discussion..." She smiled as she backed up to the door. Her ribs her but she wanted Vincent. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 03:43:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he watched her stand up and he found himself torn.&nbsp; On one hand, he knew that the Doctor had been very clear about her needing time to heal, but on the other hand as he watched her walk towards the door, his libido was telling him another story.&nbsp; As he stood up, he followed her towards the door.&nbsp; <em>"Well.....I'm sure that it's going to be a very important discussion."</em> he said, <em>"We should make sure we have nothing else happening this afternoon so we can focus on that discussion."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 08:11:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina grinned at him as he followed her. She badly wanted him. "Oh yeah, like lock the door and tell everyone to not bother us. I have a lot to say." She smiled. When she was in the room she waited for him to join. When he did she started to undress herself slowly, starting with her pants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 02:13:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent chuckled as he stopped for only a moment to tell one of his men that unless the house was on fire he wasn't to be disturbed for the rest of the day.&nbsp; By the time he got into the room, she was just starting to peel off her pants and he stopped by the door, locking it soundly behind him.&nbsp; <em>"A lot of things to say, huh?"</em> he teased back, <em>"Well let's see how many of them you can get said before our time runs out."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>31-05-2014, 22:14:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Vincent joined her and locked the room she looked at him. She walked up to him, her arms wrapping around his neck as she started to kiss him passionately. Her body pressed against his fully clothed form, begging him to join her in its freedom. She badly wanted to jump on him but her ribs wouldn't allow her, though it wasn't going to stop her from having sex with him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>01-06-2014, 04:30:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could feel her naked body pressed against him, the warmth of it reaching him through his clothes as he kissed her back.&nbsp; Carefully, he guided her towards the bed and somehow managed to pull of his shirt and remove his pants in the process, leaving him in just his boxers.&nbsp; <em>"Seems like someone is very eager."</em> he teased her, <em>"Makes me wonder just what you have in store for me."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>06-06-2014, 07:28:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina smiled as he moved her tothe bed as bed and kissed him hard until he spot. "Shut up." She said as she grabbed his face and started to kiss him hard, almost dominating the situation as she roled on top of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>09-06-2014, 04:34:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled as she told him to shut up and for once, he listened.&nbsp; As she rolled on top of him, his arms went up and wrapped around her waist, careful not to put too much pressure on her ribs as he returned the kiss.&nbsp; He could feel his cock hardening in his jeans and he hoped that she would let him free soon.&nbsp; He wanted her nearly as much as she wanted him and he was tired of listening to the doctor's orders right now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>11-06-2014, 07:11:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed his neck as she laid on top of him, grinding her body against his growing member. She was going to tease him quite a bit. She nibbled on his neck skin softly as she moaned a bit, her naked chest rubbing against his chest. SHe looked at him with desire and a cute look as she did not help his situation in his boxers. <br><br>To make matters worse she rolled off of him. "I'm bored." She said as she laid on the bed, KNOWING he'd have a quick reaction. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>12-06-2014, 03:15:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He thought things were going well until she rolled off of him, claiming she was bored.&nbsp; His anger exploded a bit when she did that, but he quickly caught himself as he knew that she did it on purpose.&nbsp; He quickly ripped off his boxers and pinned her down so that he could grind his cock against her clit.&nbsp; <em>"Bored huh?"</em> he said, <em>"Are you bored now?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-06-2014, 03:38:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he pushed her down she groaned a bit but was more turned on than anything else. She moaned as he ground against her clit and panted slightly. "Mhmm.." She smiled as she teased him. "When did you get so soft?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>16-06-2014, 05:09:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was testing him, he knew.......she wanted him to unleash the other side of him, the one that had taken her roughly their first time together.&nbsp; But she was injured, her ribs still damaged.....he didn't want to hurt her more.&nbsp; But his anger at her taunting finally overwhelmed him and he stopped playing around.&nbsp; Pulling back, he forced himself into her as hard as he could, ignoring that her ribs had to be hurting thanks to his strength.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-06-2014, 05:12:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina could see the fire in his eyes start, and as he rammed himself into her, all the security and maids could hear her scream in both pain and pleasure. Her nails dug into his arms as her back arched and her muscles gripped his tightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>16-06-2014, 06:14:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her screams were loud and violent, but the rest of the staff ignored it as they could clearly hear the pleasure that was mixed in with her pain and knew better than to interrupt Vincent at any time unless something was seriously wrong.&nbsp; As for Vincent, he was just grinning as he started to hammer violently into her pussy as hard as he could.&nbsp; <em>"Am I soft now, baby?"</em> he growled at her, <em>"Am I?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>16-06-2014, 21:44:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he started to pound her, Tina moaned loudly, her hands reaching above her head to grip onto the headboard for support as she took his sexual beating. "Mmm baby...." She gasped as he hit her cervix over and over again. "You're not... Oh god you're not soft... Nah..." She whined in pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-06-2014, 06:27:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"That's right."</em> he growled, <em>"I'm not soft at all am I....I'm nice and big and hard deep inside your tight little pussy, aren't it?"</em>&nbsp; He grinned as he continued to punish her cervix with each stroke, threatening to push past it, but never actually doing it.&nbsp; No, he wanted to save that for later when she really deserved a good whipping.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>18-06-2014, 06:33:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina gasped in pained pleasure more as he showed her who was boss. She nodded as she took it. "Yes! Oh god yes! You are. Please don't stop!" She begged. She clawed at his arm as her pussy gripped his cock in delight. The people in the house actually stopped what they were doing to listen. A few of the guards even took a willing maid into a private room. <br><br>Tina's legs wrapped around her fiancé, wanting him to always be in her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>18-06-2014, 06:37:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her moans and screams excited him more and more and he kept thrusting hard into her pussy as her body gripped him hard.&nbsp; <em>"Oh fuck yes baby, I'm going to destroy this pussy....do you want more?&nbsp; Do you want me to really fill you up?"</em> he asked her with a grin, knowing the answer already but wanting to hear the words.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-06-2014, 16:53:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her breasts moved with him as she took the pounding, her legs spread and bent as she felt her abs burning. Tina was still holding the headboard and could feel her arms getting weak. "Oh god, yes oh yes! Fuck! Oh fuck me!" She screamed out in pleasure and was trying to fuck him back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-06-2014, 17:25:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned at her behavior as he pounded into her pussy violently.&nbsp; She had to be in pain, but she clearly loved it.&nbsp; Deciding to show her what painful pleasure really was, he reared back and rammed his cock into her hard and deep, forcing his way past cervix and into her womb.&nbsp; He groaned loudly as another wave pf pleasure blasted over him and he smirked as he slowed himself, making her feel him all the way inside of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-06-2014, 22:28:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina screamed loudly as he pushed himself all the way inside of her. Panting and crying a bit she tried to let her body adjust to his size, but it never really would, he was hung like a horse. She knew that. Tina whined a bit as she held herself there. "Please give me your child... I wanna have it..." She begged him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>19-06-2014, 22:56:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her screams became louder as he pushed past that last barrier and he could see tears in her eyes.&nbsp; But even through that, she pleaded with him to give her a child.&nbsp; Leaning down, he kissed her hard and started to thrust wildly, now working to give her exactly what she was asking for.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 06:40:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he kissed her she moaned and bit his lip, she so badly wanted him child, to love him forever. Tina growled a bit as she breathed, panted more like it, and gripped his cock harder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 06:44:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally, there was nothing more that he could do to hold back.&nbsp; With one final thrust that pushed him deeper into her than ever before, he came hard inside of her, a roar of lust and power filling the entire house.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 17:03:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina panted as he finished and she smiled. "Thank you...." She panted as she laid there. She was so sore and in a lot of various types of pain but she loved it. She loved him. Tina laid on her side and motioned for him to cuddle her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 17:24:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he laid down next to her and kissed her softly, cuddling up next to her with his large body.&nbsp; <em>"You're welcome."</em> he said, <em>"How are your ribs?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 17:32:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They feel wonderful." She smiled. She loved the pain they felt. It was a sign of her committement to him. She smiled as she scooted herself against him. "The doctors gonna be mad at you." She giggled. "He won't even care that I seduced you." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 17:54:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled at her comment, knowing that she had to be in pain.&nbsp; <em>"If he says anything about it to me, I'll shoot him."</em>&nbsp; he commented lightly, <em>"That'll solve that problem pretty quickly."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 17:13:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina giggled and lightly hit his arm. "You can kill the only doctor brave enough to help us." She said as she relaxed a bit. "I'm gonna miss this when I go to Mexico for a week." She said as she laid there. Looking at him she lightly smiled. "Business down there." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 17:18:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked at her sharply when she mentioned business in Mexico.&nbsp; <em>"And what makes you think you're going without me?"</em> he said a bit harshly, <em>"You were nearly killed.....I'm not letting you out of my sight until that's dealt with."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 17:33:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My father and uncle have this saying, Mexico will protect us. It may be someone from there, but we have enough connections there to make sure I am safe... And no offense but they won't take lightly to a non Mexican tryin to butt in on things. That's how they'd see it..." Tina said as she laid there. She stroked his hair lightly as she enjoyed feeling him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>23-06-2014, 03:04:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He purred lightly as she stroked his hair, but he didn't lose sight of the matter.&nbsp; <em>"You're still not going without me."</em> he told her, <em>"For all we know, the Cartel's are the ones behind the attempt.&nbsp; You can take the lead in the dealings, that's fine, but I'm not letting you go without me and that's final."</em>&nbsp; He looked at her, the expression on his face making it very clear that he wasn't taking no for an answer here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>25-06-2014, 07:56:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina sighed. "You will not be accepted there like you are here in america and europe." She said bluntly. She rolled her eyes at&nbsp; his stubborness. "You'll only end up getting hurt. It's only for a week and i will check inwith you every other hour." she said, almost ignoring his need to dominate and to go with her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 03:37:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I don't think you're hearing me properly."</em> he said, his voice suddenly holding back extreme anger, <em>"I am going with you or you're not going at all, especially if you're now carrying my child."</em>&nbsp; He pulled her closer to him, making it clear that he was being very serious.&nbsp; <em>"And if you try to go anywhere, I'll tie you to this damned bed until you get that notion out of your head, am I clear?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-06-2014, 16:55:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Vincent seemed to get angry with here she paled a bit and looked into his eyes. He made a good point about his baby. She had to be pregnant at this point, but she couldn't know for a few weeks still. Then threatening her she gulped and nodded. She had her own plan. He wouldn't like it at all, but she wasn't risking his life. <br><br>"Alright..." she said with a sigh. "I'll book another plane ticket..." she submitted as she took a step back. In truth, she wasn't planning on him joining her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>28-06-2014, 00:04:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"That's better."</em> he said as she finally backed down and said that she'd book another ticket for him.&nbsp; He didn't know why she thought she was going to get this past him, but it seemed like she hadn't yet learned that he was in control when it came to the two of them.&nbsp; Yes, he would allow her some freedom, but he wasn't about to let her go off into Mexico alone.&nbsp; <em>"Now that that's settled, I'm feeling.......frisky......."</em> he said with an grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>28-06-2014, 23:43:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina rolled her eyes. "We just fucked and you wanna do it again?" She giggled. "Okay." She smiled as she back herself to the bed, then did something she hadn't volunteered on her own before. Tina bent herself over on the bed, her naked ass out to him as she put her hands behind her back and waited for him to take her presented form. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>01-07-2014, 00:01:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smirked as she agreed to do it again and headed back towards the bed.&nbsp; But then she did something new by bending over and presenting herself to him in a manner that suggested that he had a choice of which hole to take.&nbsp; Approaching slowly, he could feel himself hardening at the thought.&nbsp; <em>"Hmmmmmmmm."</em> he pretended to think, <em>"I wonder just how much fun it would be to take that little asshole I see before me.......what do you think Tina?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 06:03:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina giggled and wiggled her ass at him, not answering him. She was going to let him do what he wanted. Maybe it would help? She couldn't help herself by reaching down and taking her takes, making them circle her clit as she bit her lip and moan a bit. "Come on baby.... you know what you want." she encouraged him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 06:16:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He cocked his head playfully as she said that and he completed his trip across the room.&nbsp; <em>"You're right, I do know what I want."</em> he replied to her, <em>"And what I want is this ass."</em>&nbsp; As he said that, he pushed the head of his cock against her asshole and slowly started to ease into it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 06:20:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina felt his hands touch her ass, and she knew exactly what he wanted. Feeling the tip of his cock invade her backend, Tina gripped the sheets with her free hand and took a deep breath. The further and further he went, the more she groaned. <br><br>When he finally would bottom out, Tina would be like jello in his hands. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 21:34:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he pushed further, he could feel and heard Tina groaning ajd tensing up.&nbsp; But he didn't stop, he just kept pushing until he was completely buried inside of her tight ass.&nbsp; Letting out a groam of his own, he leaned forward to kiss her neck and shoulders as he settled for a bit and let her feel what it was like to have him in her ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 21:53:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he stayed there to let her body adjust, Tina groaned a bit more, no longer playing with herself. It was huge and she was so little and it hurt more than gave pleasure, for the moment. Tina gasped as she slightly moved and then looked back at him, her eyes begging for mercy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 22:44:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"What's the matter, did you forget out big my cock is when you offered up your ass for fucking?"</em> he teased as he started to thrust slowly inside of her.&nbsp; <em>"Too late to back out now....you'll just have to find a way to enjoy it."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:09:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he teased her she saw no mercy in his eyes and knew that she was going to have to endure this. As he started to thrust Tina gasped and whined her beautiful sounds. She almost tried to climb the bed to get away but of she was going to trick him later, she knew she was going to need to give him one hell of a night. Tina whined as she started to push back on him, not making him do all the work.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:11:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her whimpers sent thrills of delight through his body as he took her cute little asshole.&nbsp; <em>"Oh fuck baby, your ass feels so good."</em> he said to her as he started to thrust harder and deeper, <em>"And keep whining for me....it sounds so damned sexy."</em>&nbsp; Smiling as she started to thrust back against him, he went even harder, wanting her to know just how being fucked in the ass really felt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:14:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina panted and gasped, unable to stop the sounds leaving her mouth even if he wanted her to stop. Screaming in pleasure by this point she took her sexual beating with pleasure now. A hand reached down to her clit and played with it aggressively as she took her ass fucking. "Oh god! You're so big!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:16:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"You already knew that I was big baby."</em> he teased her.&nbsp; Seeing her start to rub her clit, he grabbed her hands and pinned them down onto the bed so that she couldn't touch herself.&nbsp; <em>"Oh no......you don't get to do anything else but take this big dick up your tight ass."</em> he growled as he became even more aggressive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:21:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When his hands pulled her away from her body, Tina whined. "Why?!" She gasped as she took it. Her ass would move with his as her thrust again her. She wasn't a small thing when it came to her ass. It was nice and round wih a good amount to it, so as it took his abuse, it started to turn a shade of pink from the continuous slapping from his body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:22:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned at her whining.&nbsp; <em>"Because I said so.....and if you're going to try and trick me out of going with you, I'm going to make sure I enjoy this as much as possible."</em> he replied, letting her know that he knew what she was up to even as he slammed his cock into her ass harder and harder, watching as her ass turned a cute shade of pink from the abuse it was taking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:34:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he spoke, Tina realized this wasn't just a fucking that she offered up. It was a punishment too. Shaking her head she tried to deny the truth. "I don't know what you-fuck! Oh god!" She couldn't even finish because he was fckin her so hard. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she continued to moan and groan. Her ass was now starting to turn a little red. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:35:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Don't lie to me!"</em> he said to her as his cock continued to hammer into her ass almost violently, <em>"I don't know how you were going to do it, but you were planning to sneak out without me and go down the Mexico!&nbsp; And that, my dear, is NOT happening!"</em>&nbsp; As he said that, he reached down and slapped her reddening ass hard as he knew that he was getting close, but wanted to make it a bit harder on her in the meantime.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:40:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her body was being buried into the bed by this point, her face in the sheets as she screamed out in an extremely painful form of pleasure. "I Sw-----noh.... Nah!" She screamed as he attacked her. The slapping would make her jump, which would only make it feel better on him. "Please don---- FUCK!" She screamed out. Her body almost completely jello at this point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:42:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Please don't what?"</em> he said as he slapped her ass again, <em>"Please don't smack your ass as I fuck it hard for trying to pull one over on me?"</em>&nbsp; He growled as he slammed his hips into her as hard as he could.&nbsp; He knew that he was on the edge of cumming, but he held back for just a little bit longer as he wanted her to really endure it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 20:46:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"YES!" She shouted, unsure if it was answering him, or at the fact that she was cumming. Her whole body tightened up against his cock as it spasmed uncontrollably, leaving Tina weak and vulnerable as she laid there. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 21:18:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her ass tightened hard around his cock as she came around him.&nbsp; Groaning, he finally gave one hard thrust forward and he poured his cum into her tight ass, filling it up as full as it could possibly be.&nbsp; Panting, he collapsed onto her, pinning her body down.&nbsp; <em>"Now.....you are NOT going without me......and I don't care what I have to do to prevent it, I will do it."</em> he told her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 21:24:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina felt him cum in her ass and she took it, no complaints anymore as he pinned her down. They were both panting, both sweating. And he was still trying to lay down the law for her. Tina only nodding, not saying a word as she laid there. It was dark at this point; the day had gone. <br><br>After a few minutes so looked back at him. "I'm tired...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 21:27:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she nodded, he knew that was as good as he was going to get for now.&nbsp; As they laid there for a while, he realized just how dark it was getting.&nbsp; When she said that she was tired, he just nodded and slowly eased his cock out of her ass, watching as the cum started to drip down her legs with a grin.&nbsp; <em>"Then let's take a quick shower and get to sleep.&nbsp; Tomorrow, we'll worry about how you're going to be punished for trying to trick me."</em> he said as he scooped her up and carried her towards the bathroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 21:35:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he agreed about being tired she smiled, and then he continued. "You mean that wasn't it?!" She whined a bit, holding onto him with love again. She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes as he walked them. Once there, Tina turned the water to hot, and as it showered over her she moaned in pleasure, "I love hot baths..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 21:36:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"That wasn't it?"</em> he said, mimicking her slightly, <em>"Of course not!&nbsp; You tried to pull one over on me, thinking that I wouldn't realize it.&nbsp; But I did and now you've got to pay for it."</em>&nbsp; As the hot started to run hot, he stepped in with her and relaxed a bit as the water washed over both of them.&nbsp; <em>"I do too.....tomorrow, after your punishment, we'll take one."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 21:53:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina stuff her tongue out at her fiancé and leaned against him as they enjoyed the shower tomorrow. "You'll get over it. I'm sure I'll do much worse." She warned him with a wink. "An I'm not a child. I don't get punished." She said, in a fact brat like tone, though she did mean it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 21:55:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Of course I'll get over it."</em> he replied, <em>"But for now I'm angry and yes, there is a punishment for it.&nbsp; But it's definitely not a punishment I would give to a child."</em> He smiled slightly as he kissed the side of her neck lovely as he just enjoyed their closeness under the water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 21:57:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina rolled her eyes. "I'm not gonna be up for it" she said as she leaned against him some more.&nbsp; Pushing herself off she rinse herself off nice and good before stepping out of the shower. Tina walked into the bed room and put on some nice pjs. By the time he'd return. She'd be asleep. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:03:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smirked as he watched her walk away.&nbsp; <em>"Oh yes you will."</em> he whispered with a laugh.&nbsp; Following her into the bedroom, he laughed when he saw her already asleep.&nbsp; That was good, it would make this easier.&nbsp; Taking out two pairs of handcuffs, he cuffed her wrists to the bedposts so that she couldn't get up until he said so.&nbsp; That done, he laid down next to her still naked and went to sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:08:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't feel him cuff her and as se woke hersel up in the middle of the night she wasn't quite aware of herself yet. As she tried to get up she struggled in the bed and then realized. Quietly struggling to get out of the cuffs she shook the bed a bit. "The fuck?!" She whispered to herself. She was waiting for him to fall asleep so she could leave him a sorry note and go, but clearly this wasn't happening now. Groaning loudly she intentionally woke her up. "What's this about?!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:11:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The middle of the night came and sure enough, he heard her struggling with the cuffs.&nbsp; When she "woke" him up, he opened his eyes and there was a smirk on his face as he looked into her eyes.&nbsp; <em>"Did you think you could just tire me out with a good fucking and I wouldn't see your plan?"</em> he said with a slight tease in his voice, <em>"I knew what you were going to do so I took precautions to prevent it.&nbsp; Now......here's what's going to happen...you're going to spend the night like that and tomorrow, you're going to be punished and then until I trust you again, you'll be cuffed like this every night.&nbsp; Am I clear?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:14:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No!" Tina argued with him. "Let me out of these! You don't understand!" She was clearly mad. "YOU CANT COME!" She groaned as she struggled a bit more. He was ruining everything. "You think your big and tough?! You are! I work with worse! You can't come! I care about your safety as much as you care about mine!" She tried to explain. "Baby, you have to let me to for the week!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:17:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He heard her words, but he didn't believe them.&nbsp; He was one of the baddest motherfuckers in the world, he knew this was a fact.&nbsp; And he wasn't about to let her go into this without him when people were trying to kill her.&nbsp; <em>"I am NOT letting you go down there without me!"</em> he said fiercely, <em>"Not with someone trying to kill you and definitely not when you're possibly carrying my child!&nbsp; If you want to go, I'm coming and I will be able to defend myself!&nbsp; Give me one good reason....ONE....why I should even consider doing this differently!"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:21:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"BECAUSE INCANT HANDLE THE THOUGHT OF LOSING YOU!" She shrieked loudly as she started to cry. "You don know who I'm going to see, I can't tell you! If i- I've already lose the only two people who raised me.... I can't lose you too. I'll be safer there than I will be here in America! I'll be okay!" She struggled harder as she tried to keep herself together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:23:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"AND I CAN'T LOSE YOU!"</em> he shouted back at her.&nbsp; Concern was clear on his face as he looked at her for a moment, trying to calm down.&nbsp; When he finally had, he spoke again.&nbsp; <em>"And you expect me to just take it on faith that you'll be safe?&nbsp; That nothing will happen?&nbsp; Do you honestly think I can just let you go like that and sit here for a week and that I won't lose my mind with worry?&nbsp; I can't......I just can't."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:28:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina cried a bit as she looks at him. "If she finds out you aren letting me go to her... She'll kill you... Please." She was beggin him now. "Please..." She repeated. "I'll check in with you 5 times a day if I need to but I need to go alone right now..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:29:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"She?"</em> he grasped onto the word, <em>"Who is she?&nbsp; And what makes you think she has the power to take me down?"</em>&nbsp; He was nearly desperate at this point, needing to know what was going on.&nbsp; <em>"Tell me the truth Tina!&nbsp; I need to know!"</em>&nbsp; There were tears in his eyes as well as he demanded knowledge that she was clearly fighting to avoid giving.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:41:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At this point Tina started to speak in Spanish, quickly and incoherently. She couldn't tell him. She promised. Tina struggled under him for a minute. "Vincent... Please just trust me... And know I will come back... She will do anything for me..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:45:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly, it hit him....it hit him like a ton of bricks.&nbsp; <em>"Your mother."</em> he whispered, <em>"It's your mother, isn't it?&nbsp; And she's angry because of how things went between us....this trip....it's to reassure her that I'm not holding against your will, isn't it?&nbsp; And if I don't let you go......or come with you....she'll think I'm controlling you.&nbsp; And then she'll try to kill me.&nbsp; That's it, isn't it?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:51:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina nodded. "Did you really thin a woman strong enough to handle my father could die in a car accident? The only one that died was my twin brother." She admitted. "She was upset when he died... And thus when she decided I'd take his place, but without her. My parents divorced so that there were no loose ends... And when I brought you up to her she was hesitant but them she check you out and told me to go for it... When you killed them... I lost contact with her... Why do you think Mexico is as good as it is? Where do you think I get my brains from, no offense to my father."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 22:53:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded sharply as she spoke.&nbsp; This was new....different......but he still didn't like it.&nbsp; <em>"So I'm supposed to take it on faith that your mother is down there and you'll be completely save from harm?"</em> he said softly, <em>"That if I let you go, you'll come back to me?&nbsp; How can I be sure of that, Tina?&nbsp; How?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 23:01:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina stared at him, he finally got it. "Welcome to the Mexican mafia..." Was the only thing she was. She knew that wasn't an answer but that's how it as. He would just have to trust her. Tons looked him in the eyes. "I love you..." She said to him as he seemed to look defeated. "I love you so much... And she will too.... Please..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 23:04:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stood up and paced the room.&nbsp; There was nothing about this that he was happy about.&nbsp; He had to just trust this not to go badly.&nbsp; Finally he looked at her.&nbsp; <em>"You call after every meal....you miss one call and I'm coming down there after you....am I clear?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 23:15:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked at him pacing, seeing his completely discomfort in lack of control. As he made his conditions she nodded. "Yes baby..." She answered him as she lifted her wrists, motioning to get them off. "My flight leaves in 45 minutes... I have to go now..." She said, complete simpathy in her voice. She knew that this was going to drive him crazy, that he would have a hard time trusting her after this secret but there was nothing she could do about it now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 23:19:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked at her for a moment before he finally undid the cuffs.&nbsp; He looked at her for a moment, but couldn't find the words to express how angry and hurt he was at the moment. Finally, he just sat down in a chair and stared out the window in silence. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 23:24:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After Tina changed into some regular clothes she looked at Vincent and walked over to him, kissing him passionately; and receiving nothing in return, she left the house. <br><br>Tina spent the entire week convincing her mother that even though things didn't go as planned that everything was okay. They mourned her father and uncle and then handled business. Everyday she called after every single meal. She missed him, she loved him, and she was late for her time of the month. <br><br>After a week passed by, a large limo came through the gate. A tanned Tina walked out, along with a slightly older looking version of her. Tina's mother looked serious, and beautiful. A very bad combination. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 23:31:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The week passef slowly for Vincent.&nbsp; He was both worried and angry by this point. He took the calls that Tina dutifully made, but he said very little in them.&nbsp; What was there to say until he was able to work out his issues with Tina and her deceit?&nbsp; Finally, the week was due to end and she was due home any time now.&nbsp; Eventually, a limo pulled up in front of the mansion and Vincent went outside to meet it.<br><br>The first thing he saw was Tina getting out, looking tan and healthy, which was a good sign.&nbsp; Then another woman, clearly her mother, got out.&nbsp; Still angry, Vincent tried to be polite.&nbsp; <em>"I ser Tina has brought home a guest.....perhapd some warning would've been in order."</em>&nbsp; His voice was still a bit cold, letting Tina know he was upset.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 23:45:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina was about to hug her fiancé but his tone stopped her. Her mother seemed just as angry. Walking up to Vincent she slapped him much harder than Tina ever could.&nbsp; "That was for my brother and husband." She said in a deep accent. <br><br>"Mama, ya! No to-"<br><br>"You don't tell me what to do!" Her mother snapped. <br><br>"You're not here for that! Leave him alone!" They glared at each other and&nbsp; it was clear to see where Tina got it all from. They were one in the same. Tina looked over at Vincent and sighed as she walked passed to lead her mother to a guest room. She helped her mother unpack and then had her luggage put into her old room. As excited as she was to see Vincent, he didn't seem to be ready to sleep in the same bed with her anytime soon. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 23:48:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The slap hit hard, but Vincent's face didn't even move as he just stared at Tina's mother with an impassive look on his face.&nbsp; The staredown between the two women garnered a bit of interest, but as of right now, he didn't have much to say.&nbsp; As the two women walked into the house, he followed before he split off to head to a sitting room where he might receive guests from time to time.&nbsp; Pouring himself a drink, he sat and waited for them to come back down, if in fact they planned to come back down.&nbsp; As he waited, he tried to calm down, but the anger was still there at what had happened and he didn't know how to just let it go without some sort of punishment taking place.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 00:03:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina found herself holding back tears as she moved around in her old room. The last thing she wanted was to come home to a still angry man. Her mother came in and the spoke for a while. <br><br>Minutes before dinner Tina and her mother walked into the room Vincent was. Her mother seemed to have Tina acting like a scare puppy and no smile on his loves face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 00:06:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When they finally entered the room, he noted the way that her mother seemed to be controlling Tina and he felt his blood boiling at the sight.&nbsp; As angry as he still was, he did love Tina and he didn't like someone else controlling her like that.&nbsp; He growled slightly at the older woman, who was actually probably very close to his own age, and spoke finally.&nbsp; <em>"So why are you here?"</em> he asked, <em>"I doubt that you left your hiding spot in Mexico just so that you could stalk around my home like you own the place."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 00:31:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm here to make sure that my beautifully smart daughter is safe. I know men like you; quick to anger, used to control. Well, when I'm done here things will be different." <br><br>"Mama-"<br><br>"Ya!" Her mother hissed. "I did not raise you to become his puta. I raised slyly to be strong and independent. Now look at you. Weak, and pregnant. And what for? Because you love him? You should've married him first to make sure that you had your place. Stupid girl." Her mother degraded. Tina looked down to the floor. Like she was ashamed. <br><br>Tina looked up at Vincent and then got up."I'm not so hungry anymore..." She said as she walked out and to her old room. <br><br>Tina's mother looked up at Vincent. "Tanya." She said in a firm voice. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 01:00:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent watched in silence as the two women spoke to each other and he could feel the anger rising up in him as Tina eventually left the room before her mother, Tanya, as he now knew, announced her name to him in a firm tone that she probably believed would cow him.&nbsp; Instead, he stood up and stalked across the room to where she was standing and stared down at her from his greater height.&nbsp; <em>"Vincent."</em> he said in a cold voice, <em>"But you already knew that.&nbsp; And things will be no different when you're done here....this is my house.....my territory......and I rule here with an iron fist.&nbsp; If you can't handle that then return to Mexico and hide away while me and your daughter make this place stronger than ever."</em><br><br>He growled as he continued to stare at her, his anger continuing to simmer as he stared at her.&nbsp; <em>"And I know plenty like you....convinced that they know the only correct path and all those around them need follow it.&nbsp; Get this through your head now, that woman there is carrying my child and I love her, whether you understand that or not.&nbsp; I will protect her....whether it's from this war or from her own mother.&nbsp; Is there anything I said that doesn't make sense to you?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 01:11:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The entire time Tanya had a smile on her face. She crossed her arms and nodded. "Iron fist huh? Well, I'll b sure to tell my daughter that when she is living in Mexico with me." She smiled and took a step towards him. "Everything Tina is, is because of me. Her father may have raised her but it's all still me." She said as she kept she contact with him. "She's my daughter and I'm her mother." She took a step back and started to walk out. "I knew she was a fool for sleeping with you. I will be taking control of all her assists while she is pregnant. We will leave tomorrow." She said as she walked up the stairs to go talk to Tina.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 01:17:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Before she could move, she found his hand wrapped around her arm and it was just strong enough to prevent her from leaving the room without harming her in any way.&nbsp; The perfect balance of power and control.&nbsp; <em>"You think you can just walk in her and take her away from me?"</em> he said, his voice now very heavy with emotion as if her couldn't bare the thought of losing her, <em>"Do you have any idea what the last week was like for me?&nbsp; Not knowing if she was truly alright, or if she was just being forced to say it so that I wouldn't come down there before it was too late?&nbsp; It ate me alive and now she's back and now I have a chance to handle the mess that was left behind.&nbsp; Am I angry with her for lying to me and trying to hide things from me, yes I am.&nbsp; Will I harm her because of it, no I won't."</em><br><br>He let go of her before she decided to try anything foolish, but he remained close enough to her that she could smell his soap on his skin and hear the passion in his voice.&nbsp; <em>"I love Tina.....and if you try to take her from me.......then....well....."</em> he swallowed hard, <em>"You'll be asking her to bury another parent."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 01:29:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tanya kept her smile the entire time. "Now now Vincent. You and I both know that she won't let that happen. She won't let that happen. Andyes I do think I can just 'take her away from you' this isn't about love, it's about business. This is what she is raised for. She needed to help the family have a hold, I was hoping no so stupidly, but there you are. She should've married you first. Like i did with her father." She said. "Goodnight Vincent."<br><br>Tina laid on her bed holdin her stomach, rubbing it as she thought about what was going to happen. How mad her love was. She didn't want to live without him; but the anger he still had old her her mother was right. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 01:35:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent stared at Tanya as she spoke.&nbsp; He felt a great deal of anger at her and he had to fight back the urge to attack her.&nbsp; But he managed.&nbsp; When she said good night, he just looked at her for a moment before speaking.&nbsp; <em>"People think I'm cold, and I am, but I can't imagine a mother who just pawns their child off for business."</em> he said, <em>"Your welcome here extends only as long as Tina allows it....this much I'll allow for her......but this is her home now and she's staying with me.&nbsp; Now get out of my sight."</em><br><br>When she was gone, he went up to his bedroom and saw Tina wasn't there, nor was her stuff.&nbsp; Heading to her original bedroom, he saw her laying there, her hand on her stomach and some of his anger faded at the sight, but not all of it.&nbsp; <em>"Are you going to come to bed?"</em> he asked her as gently as his current mindset would allow, <em>"There's a lot we need to talk about tonight and I'd rather we both be comfortable for the conversation."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 01:43:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina looked over at Vincent and she felt her heart flutter. "I can't sleep with you the way you are right now." She told him. "Mom already beat you here. She te me the conversation in a nutshell. I'm goin to travel back home with her tomorrow. I think she wants me I stay and maybe I will." She looked up at him as she say up. "The last thing I want is to be in a angry marriage liketheybwere, but we are already there" she shrugged. "I already said I'm not hungry and I don't know what else to say to you. It was- business... I didn't like it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 01:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His heart fell into his shoes when she spoke.&nbsp; He was at a loss for words for a long time, but he didn't move.&nbsp; <em>"You don't mean that."</em> he said softly to her after a long time.&nbsp; He entered the room and closed the door slowly before he sat on the edge of the bed next to her.&nbsp; <em>"I can see it in your eyes that you don't.&nbsp; I can hear it in your voice.&nbsp; And you're right, Tina, I am angry.&nbsp; I'm angry because you lied to me.....and because you tried to deceive me.&nbsp; But I was ready to talk about it....to work through it and let that be in the past......you're just not giving me the chance to do it."</em>&nbsp; He sighed quietly as he looked at her again, then down at her belly where he knew his unborn child was slowly developing.&nbsp; <em>"I can't stop you from leaving tomorrow....I want to, but I can't.&nbsp; But I will ask you to reconsider, if only because of our child.&nbsp; Because our child deserves to have both parents in his or her life.....and if you leave.......then you hurt that child without even realizing it."</em><br><br>He stood up slowly and for perhaps the first time since they had met, he looked weak....venerable.&nbsp; He went to open the door, but paused for a second and looked back at her.&nbsp; <em>"I may not be that great at showing it yet, but I do love you Tina.&nbsp; Yes, this started out as business, but that's not all it is anymore and we both know it."</em> he said softly, <em>"Please reconsider........please come back to our bed."</em>&nbsp; With that, he left the room and returned to theirs.......and there he sat as he fought back tears he knew were threatening to fall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 02:09:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina watched him walk away an couldn't help his just stare at the door. Getting up she walked over to her mothers room and laid down with here for half an hour, holding her as they spoke. <br><br>After that half hour, Tina walked into their room and stared at Vincent. She said nothing, just made eye contact with him. Before she left she only said one thing. "I love you." And then walked to her room. The maids walked around the house, unsure of what was happening. <br><br>As morning came, Tanya was eating breakfast at the table, chatting up a few security men. Tina was with the maids, dealing with morning sickness, and hiding. At this point it was clear that Tina had been pregnant since they first had sex. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 02:14:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent hadn't slept at all that night, he just sat there as his stomach worked itself into knots the longer that she didn't come in.&nbsp; Then when she did, he felt a faint glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, she'd changed her mind.&nbsp; But she's only stayed for a few minutes, just long enough to say that she loved him, before she walked out.&nbsp; While that helped a little, it still left him in agony as he wondered just what was going to happen.&nbsp; As morning came, Vincent made his way downstairs, eyes heavy from lack of sleep and still in the same clothes he'd been in yesterday.&nbsp; When he saw Tanya there, he didn't say anything, but he gave a firm look at his men, which resulted in them leaving the room.&nbsp; He took a single piece of toast, then looked back at her.&nbsp; <em>"Is she still leaving with you?"</em> he finally asked, fear lacing his voice just enough to be heard as he waited for an answer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 02:18:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tanya shrugged. "She's got the morning sickness. We can't leave." She said no looking up at him. "Not that she was going to anyway. She talked with me last night and it looked like I'm goin to have to come to the states more often if I want to see my child." She said like this wasn't a big deal at all. She looked up at Vincent, her eyes saying that she now understood and everything was going to be okay between them. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 02:21:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A small sense of relief hit him at the mention of morning sickness, but that was nothing compared to the relief he felt when she revealed that Tina wasn't going to be leaving anyway.&nbsp; Finishing his piece of toast, he stood up again and gave Tanya a quick nod.&nbsp; <em>"If she's not ill, I'd better go and see her then."</em> he said, <em>"Besides, me and her have a couple things to talk about....clear the air, as it were."</em>&nbsp; With that, he headed off in the direction of her room where he found several maids tending to her.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 02:25:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tanya watched him leave and smiled as she ate. <br><br><br>Tina had her head over the toilet as she groaned a bit. Spitting into the bowl she heard the maids hush. "If that's my mother tell her to leave the room, if it's him-"<br><br>"It's him..." Said a maid. <br><br>Tina looked up, a bit pale and just stared. "Go." She told all the maids as she got up and walked tothe sink to start brushing her teeth for the 9th time that morning. "Wha do you want to talk about?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 02:30:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He couldn't help but smile as she sent the maids away when she learned that it was him in the room.&nbsp; He watched her walk to the sink to brush her teeth again and chose to sit on the edge of the bed carefully.&nbsp; <em>"I heard that you decided to stay."</em> he said softly, <em>"And I just wanted to tell you how happy I was to hear that."</em>&nbsp; He paused as he waited for her to finish brushing her teeth before he spoke again.&nbsp; <em>"I also wanted to apologize for being angry.&nbsp; I know that you did it to protect me, but........I just........I don't want there to be secrets between us.....no reasons for us to lie to one another.&nbsp; And when I found out you were keeping one and also trying to trick me on top of it......how couldn't I be hurt and angry?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 02:33:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina nodded. "I know and you're right. But you didn't trust me. And I understand why, didn't make it right. I just- she's my- falling in move wasn't part of the plan. Yours or mine. You wanted to get me and make me a trophy wife, I wanted more power. I'm sorry I lied...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 02:38:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"We both lied."</em> he said to her, <em>"To each other and ourselves.&nbsp; But along the way, something happened and we fell in love and now.....now I couldn't bare to be apart from you."</em>&nbsp; He approached her carefully and kissed her passionately.&nbsp; His powerful arms wrapped around her and held her close to him as he breathed in her scent.&nbsp; <em>"I can't lose you now, Tina."</em> he told her, <em>"I just can't."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 02:41:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't stop him from holding her, or kissing her either. She kissed him back and smiled. "I love you so much, and I missed you: i hate what I did." She said as she held him longer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 02:44:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I missed you too."</em> he said, <em>"And I love you.....I really do."</em>&nbsp; He held her in his embrace for a long time before he finally spoke again, his voice sounding like a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders.&nbsp; <em>"So what do you say I have the maids bring us some breakfast to our bedroom and we have a bit of a lay-in.....I didn't sleep a wink last night and you look like you could use a good nap."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 05:00:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina smiled him lightly and nodded. "Mama will leave us alone now. She will probably be doing some shopping or something" she said as she lol his hands and walked with him to the bed and laid there. "So I'm pregnant." She finally actually said. It was obvious, but she hadn't said it yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 05:05:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, pausing for a moment to tell the maids to bring some breakfast for both of them in a couple of hours.&nbsp; He also assigned a couple of guards to Tanya, figuring Tina would appreciate it at the very least.&nbsp; <em>"I can see that."</em> he said with a smile as he laid down next to her, <em>"And that's part of what scared me the most about last night....that you would take our child away and I'd never see it.&nbsp; I would've just died if you did that."</em>&nbsp; He gently started to run his hands over her stomach gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 05:11:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina rolled her eyes. "Please; you didn't want a child until you met me." She teased. "Mom hopes it's a boy. What do you want it to be?@ she asked as she touched his hand that was on her belly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 05:15:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I've always wanted children."</em> he replied, <em>"I just wasn't ready until I met you.&nbsp; Having you was what made me decide that it was time finally."</em>&nbsp; He smiled as he continued to rub her belly gently, feeling her soft hand on his.&nbsp; He thought about her question for a moment before he answered softly.&nbsp; <em>"I just want it to be healthy....boy, girl, it makes no difference to me.&nbsp; I'll love the baby no matter what."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 17:36:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina smiled at his answer. It was a good answer. "It'll give us a reason so spend all our money." She laughed. "And it could be twins, never know." She added. Tina laid there quietly. "Are you still gonna punish me?" She asked as she stared at the ceiling, cuddling close to him for his warmth. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>06-07-2014, 07:39:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled when she talked about money and twins.&nbsp; <em>"I don't think we could spend all our money, even if we tried."</em> he said with a small laugh.&nbsp; As she cuddled closer to him, he wrapped his powerful arms around her and pulled the blankets up to help keep her warm.&nbsp; <em>"And of course I'm going to punish you."</em> he replied with a smile, <em>"But it's not a bad kind of punishment, I promise.&nbsp; More just a fun thing that I'm going to call a punishment so I feel better."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>06-07-2014, 17:42:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You under estimate the shopping habits of a woman." she joked. Tina pouted as he explained that he still needed to. "Mom said that you are too controlling, i told her that so was daddy and would a mob boss have it any other way. So I guess that means I am&nbsp; yours to punish." She said as she kissed his jawline. "What do you think about that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>06-07-2014, 19:03:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out a soft moan as she started to kiss his jawline.&nbsp; <em>"I think that you're as smart as you are beautiful."</em> he said, <em>"And I also think that you're actually trying to get out of your punishment by feeding my ego."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 07:19:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina tried very hard to hold back a smile at his response to her comments. "I don't know what you are talking about." she said, pretending to sound like she was trying to be convincing. She cuddled up to him some more and was stopped by a knock on the door. A maid walked in with food for them. Tina smiled and wink. "How'd you guess I was hungry?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 07:35:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He just chuckled lightly as he let her cuddle up to him, letting things go for a little bit.&nbsp; When food was brought in, he just smiled playfully.&nbsp; <em>"Well I figured that you'd spent the morning emptying out your stomach, so maybe you'd like to fill it again.&nbsp; That and you're eating for two now and I would love to make sure that you're well fed."</em> he said as he kissed her lightly, <em>"Plus I didn't eat much either and am hungry."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 07:41:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina smiled and sat up as the maid brought over the food to the bed. "You're going to fatten me up." She said started to pick at some bread. "You wont like me when I'm all fat." she playfully warned him. She thanked and excused the maid, picking at a piece of bacon, Tina realized that she was actually MUCH hungrier than she thought. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>08-07-2014, 21:40:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled gently at her comments.&nbsp; <em>"Actually our child is what's going to fatten you up.&nbsp; I'm the one whose going to be here to remind you that you're still beautiful no matter how big you get."</em>&nbsp; He smiled and kissed her cheek gently as he started to munch on a bagel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 06:31:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Daddy didn't used to let me eat three meals, i only picked two." She laughed. Tina has a secret weakness for food, and only she and everyone who saw her eating knew it. "You know that me having morning sickness is going to be her excuse to stay right? I don't get how when she has business down in mexico... and someone trying to kill me... but she'll figure it out i'm sure." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 06:46:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tensed a little bit when she mentioned her mother, but he relaxed as quickly as he could.&nbsp; <em>"I'm sure we can find a room for her that she'll like."</em> he said, trying to be as polite as he could, <em>"And I'm also sure that she'll find running her business from here will be easy enough.&nbsp; Who knows, it might even benefit all involved.&nbsp; But if she tries to take you away from me again, I don't know what I'll do, but it won't be pretty."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 06:50:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She already found a room." She said as she ate. "And she'll learn to love you like i did." she teased him as she laid back and kept eating. She sighed for a second as she closed her eyes to relax. "Do you know if any of your connections have anything on who ambushed me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 06:30:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"You learned to love because......well......I'm actually not sure how you managed that."</em> he said lightly as he laid down and his expression turned a bit serious.&nbsp; <em>"And I've got a lead or two....I could really use some help tracing them, though.....they both lead into areas of Central America that I don't have contacts in......as much as I hate to say it, I could use your mother's help here."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>14-07-2014, 16:21:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina laughed as he explained he had no idea how she fell in love with him. "I don't know either." She giggled. When he became serious she looked at him. Hearing where they started from made her frown. "I can promise you it's no one that works under her, but she and I will help you. You will be able to talk to her about this later, she will listen when it comes to me. I want to help though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>16-07-2014, 03:17:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"I'm not saying it's someone that works for your mother, but it IS someone from that region of the world."</em> he said as he finished eating and leaned back on the bed, <em>"I'll ask her for help after we take a nap.&nbsp; Now finish eating and come back to bed, my dear."</em>&nbsp; He patted the spot next to him and smiled gently as he waited for his now pregnant fiance to join him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>19-07-2014, 22:47:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina shook her head at the news and sighed. "Okay,... well i'm sure she will do what she can..." She said as she looked back up at her love. Doing as she was told, she ate a little more then joined Vincent on the bed. She curled up closely to him, having missed what it felt like to be curled up next to him. She missed his warmth and his touch and his smell The girl closed her eyes, content with her life just that second. A nap didn't sound that bad so long as he took one with her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>21-07-2014, 23:21:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once Tina joined him, Vince wrapped his powerful arms around her and held her close. He'd missed her warmth against his and was happy as could he to have her back.&nbsp; Having not slept at all the night before, it was easy for him to want to take a nap.&nbsp; Kissing the back of her neck softly, he closed his eyes and started to drift off into a comfortable sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>22-07-2014, 06:24:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tina didn't take long to fall asleep. As she did it she tossed and turned a bit, she finally found comfort when she pressed herself completely against Vincent, almost child like In her sleep. <br><br>It was t h t she was 3 months pregnant that she finally started to show. Tomas mother had been working with Vincent to find who was after her, but nothing else was found yet. Tina could no longer go out by herself anymore. Each time almost getting shot at. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 01:32:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Three months.....three months it had been since Tina had returned along with her mother.&nbsp; Three months that they had been trying to figure out who was trying to kill her.&nbsp; Three months of someone trying to kill her every time she stepped outside of their home.&nbsp; Yes, they normally caught the gunman, but it was always some small time thug just doing a job for a bit of cash without any knowledge of exactly who they were working for.&nbsp; Tina was now confined to the mansion with doctors being paid to come and see her, bringing along their best machines to ensure the health and wellbeing of their child.&nbsp; But right now, it was Tina's health and wellbeing that he was concerned about.<br><br><em>"You've got to have something."</em> he said as he looked across the table at her mother, <em>"That's your part of the world.....you keep saying that you know anything of importance and somehow, three months of this has eluded you."</em>&nbsp; He wasn't really blaming her at this point, they had been down that road already.&nbsp; No, by now it was just him speaking to say something.&nbsp; Letting out a loud sigh, he looked at the older woman.&nbsp; <em>"There's got to be something that we're missing....but what?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>23-07-2014, 06:55:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Maria shook her head. "Do you think i am just doing nothing! I don't know why someone would have the balls to do this to Tina. If it were for the business they'd do it that way, but Tina keeps getting money from h her cartel work and businesses. It's almost like its'.... personal.." she sighed. "We made sure to keep her out of trouble, no one should be personally attacking her like this..." she said. <br><br>Tina at this point had a bump on her stomach that she'd rub as she leaned against Vincent. There was an engagement ring still, but the marriage had yet to come because of all of this. "I don't do anything but mind my own business, this all happened when Daddy died." She said in annoyance to the whole thing. She also had a lot of cabin fever at this point. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>24-07-2014, 02:49:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent sighed as he looked from one woman to the other.&nbsp; None of them were happy about this mess, but none of them seemed to have an answer.&nbsp; Taking a mental step back from it all, he analyzed what little facts that he knew.&nbsp; It had started when her father died.....it seemed personal.....the signs seemed to be coming from Central America.&nbsp; Then he stopped.......he looked over at Tayna.&nbsp; <em>"Did she have any friends?&nbsp; Brothers, sisters, anyone who might have had something to gain when her father died?&nbsp; Something that automatically went to her instead?"</em> he said, <em>"Anything at all, even something minor!"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>27-07-2014, 05:29:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tanya looked over at Vincent. "Tina is the only child I had, aside from her twin brother who... well... he's not here anymore." she said as she skipped passed having to say that he had died. "I am not aware of any children that aren't mine, so that is a possibility." She shrugged. <br><br>"Mom! Dad-"<br><br>"Men have needs, I wasn't there for them, it's always possible..." she smiled as she seemed to be okay with this idea. <br><br>Tina sat back, almost mad that her mother implied her father could've cheated on her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Winning Hand (BG1990&amp;JA)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>25-08-2014, 01:08:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vincent listened quietly to his fiance and her mother.&nbsp; As he did, he was already formulating a plan of action for himself.&nbsp; <em>"Regardless of whether or not he did or didn't cheat, it's something that bares looking into."</em> he finally said, <em>"I'll get my best people to go through his fiance records.&nbsp; If he had other children, he must have had mistresses and where there's mistresses, there's money."</em>&nbsp; He looked over at Tina and took her hand in his softly.&nbsp; He rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand comfortingly, well aware that she was unhappy with this possibility.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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