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  • Power Play {PAFP}

    Faceclaim: Nyle Dimarco


    Vincent had been planning with this C.E.O for a very long time, they wove around plans and obstacles that got in their way.

    He didn't completely trust this man in any way. As mob leader, it was his duty to put his trust in absolutely no one.

    As a woman barged in, he could only assume it was the receptionist due to her attire. He found her...interesting...to say the least.

    Vincent smiled curtly at the women as she took a seat. The mobster could tell that she knew exactly who he was, this made him smirk as he continued conversing with the C.E.O.


    As of right now, there was a deal that needed to be made about a shipment that needed to go out and this company was the supplier.

    If this shipment didn't go out, it would result in millions of dollars lost...if that were to happen. The mob would not be happy. In fact, he'd have to send this C.E.O to his unfortunate doom of being tortured to death. It was only necessary to prove that he wouldn't mess around with failures.

    As they continued to converse, Vincent couldn't help but keep sneaking glances at the girl, admiring her.


    Finally, they settled on a date, splitting the money, and one last thing- "Who are you?" Vincent turned towards the girl after shaking the C.E.O's hand curtly. If she intruded...she couldn't go back out while knowing all this crucial information. If all of this got out, they would be on thin ice. The cops would take away one of his best clients in the business.

  • Power Play {PAFP}

    The leader took her hand and smiled, "I'm Vincent, as you may already know." he winked.

    Then turned to the C.E.O, "I hope you can uphold your end of the deal, you know what happens to those who don't."

    The C.E.O swallowed nervously and Vincent smiled. "You also might want a new secretary, I'm taking this one."

    Rubbing the scruff on his face he grinned smugly at her nervousness. Letting go of her hand, he stuffed his hands in his pockets.

    Starting to walk away, he called out.

    "Hayden. Pack your stuff, the car is waiting outside." The smug male made sure that his words were clear instructions.

    He stepped outside, stepping towards his car.

    A long black limo from which a man stepped out and opened the door, politely bowing.


    "If a girl walks out of that building and walks towards this car, let her in." he ordered the guard then stepped inside the car. It had a velvety interior with dim lights. Otherwise, you couldn't see outside very well.

    Vincent was honestly curious if she'd follow or not. It wasn't like he was going to hurt her if she didn't, in all reality..he could have anyone he wanted.

    The mob was desperately loyal to their boss, which was enjoyable.

    The car engine rumbled smoothly as he grabbed a glass of wine and swirled it around.

    Waiting.

  • Power Play {PAFP}

    He studied her as she got in. Vincent wasn't forcing her at all but she seemed to comply well. Either that or she thought she had no choice.

    "Welcome, darling, since you're here...I might as well get to know you." he smiled warmly, "Why don't you tell me a little about yourself?"

    The mobster took a sip of his wine and set it down. Despite being a mob leader, he was not too fond of drugs. They numbed his senses and he had to be on high alert at all times. It was dangerous in these times of technology.

    The car purred and took off down the busy streets. They had one stop, a little warehouse at the edge of town. There was a smaller trader that was being a bit of a nuisance to his boys. This dealer seemed to have a problem with the income, people weren't paying up. This would cost they dearly if it continued to decline. Every once in a while, they'd get little whelps like the dealer. Who seemed to have a problem with using force in order to get money out of clients. They'd have to get there soon since his meeting ran a little late due to the girl taking extra time to leave.

    It was the middle of traffic hour, so it would take some time to arrive.


  • Plotting

    Hey! I'm finally back on FeralFront from a hiatus, but deleted my previous account for personal reasons.

    I love roleplaying long and advanced posts, so I hope for at least 2 full paragraphs. I will do BxB or BxG but I don't rp females. If you have a nonbinary character, then let me know, I'd love to rp with them too! :P

    You can suggest your ideas below or choose from one of these fandoms/characters:


    Supernatural

    Who Killed Markiplier

    Darkistache

    Darkiplier x your OC

    Wilford Warfstache x your OC

    Antisepticeye