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Post by brian on Dec 14, 2010 2:27:37 GMT -5
Brian Loudwater was walking around in his manor, thinking of the person that he met at the Dolohov party. The dark haired girl that had caught his eyes. Her name was Natasha Dolohov. Brian just couldn`t get his mind off her. But after that evening was over, Brian had walked up to Natasha and asked her to come and visit him a day when she had time to do it. So here he was waiting for Natasha to appear on his doorstep knocking on his door. Brian was thinking of just talking with her and getting to know her at first, to see what kind of girl she was when she was around him and no one else. For months now Lizzy and been gone, and Brian started to having doubts about this marriage, if it was ever gonna last. Brian was not a patient man when it came to waiting for someone. Brian was tired of walking around being without his wife. He was sure that she was not gonna come back ever. Brian was sure that she had made her decision on not coming back to him and save this marriage. So as Brian was in his bedroom, standing next to a shelf ,with a few drawers on, he pulled the one drawer out and looked at his hand.
Brian looked at his wedding ring,if Lizzy wasn`t coming back to him, then what was the reason to wear the wedding ring? He had no use for it, without Lizzy here, Brian didn`t feel like a married man anymore. He felt more like a man after a divorce. Brian sighed and then removed the ring from his finger, he looked at it for a few moments before he put it away in the drawer. He had a ringmark on his finger after the ring. He shut the drawer and turned his back and walked down the stairs to get a drink,when he heard a knock on the door.
He smiled a bit as he thought about Natasha standing there. He headed towards the door, straightning his shirt before he could open the door. He opened the door, and there she stood, the dark haired beauty from the party,Natasha Dolohov. Brian smiled at her. " Glad you could make it " Brian said and held the door more open.
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Post by rachee on Dec 14, 2010 3:56:34 GMT -5
Natasha's eyesight was hindered by the harshness of a violent wind that approached from the west, blowing the strands of her hair into a frustrated tangle. It was a mild concern, as her appearance was only slightly discheveled. Across the road she struggled to clear the image of Brian Loudwater's elegant estate standing like a protruding image of respect, and she couldn't help wonder, was he really worth the trouble? As his reputation percieved he was and remained to be a married man. But it had never stopped Natasha before, from laying her seductions upon the life of those helpless souls who could not deny her lust. She was simply a siren in search of their next victim.
Her heart pounded with each approaching step. Something told her that this visit would be more than just a casual exchange of hormonal needs. Brian had almost seemed interested in getting to know her at the party, but what kind of man wasn't just looking for sex? And who would dare invite a woman into a home shared with his beloved wife? Plenty. Natasha acknowledged with experience, the inconsiderate dozens that had invited her into their homes, some, even seducing her while their wives slept just in the next room.
It was simply an endless sea of thoughts that she could not, and would not let be put to rest. The most Natasha could do, was to ignore such questions of moral concern; push them into the back of her mind. At the doorstep, she imagined the look on Brian's face. Would he invite her in with a charming grin (so original), or would he be coy with the matter as so many before him had been? But there was little time to think. In just a moment after her delicate knock, Brian opened the door to reveal his magnificent home to her, in which, she hastily took cover from the wind.
"Yes, thank you for inviting me." She spat out the typical greeting, but it was hardly unfriendly. Her eyes wandered the glorious setting as the two of them made their way toward casual conversation; and she turned to Brian, "How have you been doing? I haven't seen you since the party." She grinned, of course they hadn't seen eachother, this was the first time they had planned to meet, afterall. Natasha wondered if his wife might be home. She gazed up the staircase. No, it would be rude to ask.
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Post by brian on Dec 16, 2010 3:50:10 GMT -5
Brian looked at Natasha and smiled some to her. He liked the way she looked today,very beautiful. He walked after her and looked at her as she turned to him. " I`m good, and doing just fine." he said back at her. " Yeah i haven`t seen you around either after the party " he said and smirked. " And what about you love, how have you been doing since the party ?" Brian asked Natasha. He lead her in the direction to the livingroom and over to the couch to have a seat on it. He walked in first and took a seat on the couch and patted on it to make her sit down on it as well. He looked at her and smiled some. This was the first time they met after the party and it was just the two of them at the house. Brian had noticed that she looked up the staircase, but he didn`t bother to ask her about it.
He was just happy to have her there. " Can i get you anything ?" Brian asked her. Brian had started to show interest in Natasha after they met. He wanted to know her better and see what she was like. He leaned back in the couch, relaxing. He was sure that they would have anything interesting to talk about if not they had to make things interesting. Brian was attracted to Natasha. His heart was beating a little faster now,as he looked at her. He looked around a little in the livingroom. " At first i wasn`t sure that you were gonna come here, but..i am glad you came " he said, he was sure had said something like that just a few minutes ago, but there was nothing wrong with saying it again.
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Post by rachee on Dec 18, 2010 5:10:02 GMT -5
Natasha found it rather cute; the way Brian patted for her to sit next to him on the couch. She happily obliged and crossed her wiry legs in a wicked appearance of elegance; one over the other. “No thank you dear, I’m fine.” The need for liquid courage Natasha often sufficed with the awkward tendencies of others. Although, Brian was hardly awkward, he didn’t seem too confident in himself either. “I’ve been fine, very busy with work and such. Thank you for asking.” A sweet grin spread across her face as she added the last bit. Thanking men for the interest in her life seemed to be getting quite old. It wasn’t an emotional relationship they were looking for, and she knew enough not to be fooled by the charm mixed in with their good looks. But Brian seemed innocent enough.
Or was innocence the appropriate word? Needless to say, there was a sort of kindness in his eyes that drew Natasha closer to him. She scooted casually down the couch, adjusted her legs as the black stockings she wore rubbed together. “So, darling, what is it you wanted to see me for?” She almost laughed at the thought of him trying to come up with an answer. If he dared to say anything close to what she knew was the truth, Natasha would get up and leave. It was that simple.
For the first time in months she thought it might be appropriate just to sit and have a nice chat. What was the world coming to??? When a sultry vixen puts away her pitchfork, to play with words and emotions?
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Post by brian on Dec 18, 2010 9:14:17 GMT -5
Brian looked at Natasha and smiled to her warmly. He was glad that she took a seat next to him on the couch, she took a seat so elegant as well. She looked so stunning where she was sitting now. "Okey then " Brian said and gave her a soft smile as she passed on getting anything. He grinned. " Well its good that work isn`t so boring at least " he said and looked at her. Brian knew that Natasha was very popular among men, and he understood that quite well the reason why men liked her so much. She was sexy and smart, and mysterious and interesting to be around. And Brian was very pleased to have Natasha over at his place. He leaned some more back and was ready to spend some time with her.
When Natasha asked why he wanted to see her, he smiled and knew what to tell her. " I wanted a chance getting to know you better, see what you are like. I wanted us to be more than some people who just says hi to eachother at parties and other places when we meet. " Brian said and looked at her. His heart was still racing ,but it also calmed a bit down as well. It wasn`t beating its way out of his chest anymore. He smiled a little at her too.
" I want to talk to you and not make it into something sexual you know, i just don`t wanna throw myself over you right away.." Brian said and knew that he wouldn`t lie to her about not wanting her, being closer to her. But he also respected her and what she wanted as well. Brian would never force himself on Natasha. He looked at her.
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Post by rachee on Dec 24, 2010 20:51:43 GMT -5
Natasha' brow furrowed into a serious grimace, as she pondered the idea of a man who might be interested in her thoughts. How peculiar. She glanced the easy glow of his rough features, placed before her like an irresistible pleasure. She would have no other choice but to comply. "Well, what do you want to know?" Natasha raised her eyebrow and prepared to tell Brian about her life, or whatever it was he wanted to know. She crossed her legs so she was sitting criss-cross apple sauce on the couch.
“I was born in Russia, with my mother, my aunts, and uncles.” She counted the relations off on her fingers. The list went on but she quickly cut the rambling short, for her host’s sake. It wasn’t likely that he would want to hear the entire Dolohov family history.“My mother is a tad bit crazy, like me, I suppose.” Why was she telling him this? “She drinks and gets depressed a lot. Quite a lovely woman though.” She giggled, almost as if she were mocking her own mother. Or perhaps she was? It wasn’t hard to do, with so much practice the insults seemed to slip off of Natasha’s tongue. “I love her, I guess.” Well at least she had left out the part about her mother’s rape, and her birth taking place nine months after the bastard disappeared. What a joyous thought.
Natasha decided to move the subject to something more pleasing, the plague of a family business called the wizarding mafia. “You know my uncle’s business? Antonin Dolohov?” Of course he knew, he had been at the party! “Well I’ve delved into that stuff a bit; more recently, I’ve been made the inquirer for some important topics.” She hoped she wasn’t bragging, although, she knew she had a reason to, it wasn't becoming of such a fine young lady like herself.
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Post by brian on Dec 26, 2010 10:31:27 GMT -5
Brian looked at the beautiful girl that was sitting next to him on the couch. Brian wanted to know most things about Natasha. He smiled a little at her. " I wanna know most things about you,that way i get to know you a lot more " he said and smiled brighter to her. He just couldn`t take his eyes off her right now. He was ready to hear what she had to say.
He had to smile when she told about her mother. " I am sure that she is a very sweet person " he said and looked at her. It seemed like she wasn`t that used to just talk about normal stuff, Brian was sure that most men just wanted to get her into bed and that was it. But Brian wanted to take go the other way this time. " of course you love your mother " Brian said and smiled.
Brian nodded as Natasha mentioned her uncle`s buisness. " Yeah i know about it , heard about it at the party" he said and looked at her. " Mm well that`s great Natasha " Brian said. He liked hearing about this. It made her a lot more interesting the more she spoke about herself. " Well i am getting to know you a lot more now " he said and grinned. He looked at Natasha and admired her beauty some more. " So..do you have any ex boyfriends that i should worry about if this goes well ?" Brian asked her and smirked. Brian wasn`t scared for a fight with some other guy because of a girl. But hopefully he didn`t have to hurt anyone because he spended time with her.
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