Who: Edric Nott and hopefully Narcissa Malfoy (open to Bellatrix, and irate phone calls, lol, from Luthorcorp) What: Celebrating his hostile takeover Where: Apartment first, then dinner When: Evening after this post Rating/Status: Probably Mature, in progress
It was an almost cheerful Edric that strolled through the door of the Victor high-rise apartment he shared with his lovely companion. He had been smoking a celebratory cigar on the walk back, and the smoke still clung to his suit jacket as he started to slide it off, a pleased look on his face. Ah, yes, business always stimulated him, brought out the best. And now he had access, even if it was temporary, into the workings of a corporation that certainly, by all accounts, had its fingers into many pies Edric was interested in. If the former head of Luthorcorp eventually regained it, Edric knew he could drag that out long enough to obtain what he wanted beforehand.
He took a deep, satisfied breath before he called out, "My lady, whether you are decent or not, I require your presence." His tone was teasing, affectionate, even as he withdrew some of the legal documents from his discarded jacket to peruse them once more.