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Marcella Bellini ([info]born_greater) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
@ 2020-06-09 09:22:00

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Current mood: predatory
Entry tags:guy of gisborne, marcella bellini

WHO Guy of Gisborne, Marcella Bellini
WHEN Tuesday evening
WHERE Outside a bar in Manhattan
WHAT John pulling a classic power move
WARNINGS mentions of sexual assault & rape



Of course, when John told Guy of Gisborne to meet him, he had little to no intention of showing up. Gisborne was getting a little presumptive. He needed to be put in his place and reminded who was the king here.

As 7pm ticked around, John checked his phone, pursing his lips in thought and glancing up at Isabelle. He would be a fool to walk away from her tonight. They had cooked together, with laughing, flirty touches, and if he played his cards right, he could have her on her back on the new rug in the new living room before the night was out.

Perhaps it was Isabelle's influence that made him message his assistant, instead of leaving Gisborne out to dry.

I need you to meet someone at [this address]. Go now. I will tell you what to say to him shortly.

**

Marcella was, it could be said, loitering in a McDonalds when she got the message. Luckily, the bar her boss wanted her to go to wasn't that far away, so she could probably make it in not too long a walk.

She'd heard of Guy before. John had vented about him in her presence once or twice, of his intrusive manner and unreliability. She was curious to see what he was like. She still hadn't met many immortals. John didn't appear to be all that popular with them. She would have to make a plan for that one day soon, but in the mean time, this was an opportunity.

She didn't want to get there on time. John was firm on that point. Make him wait, piss him off a bit. She strolled down the block towards the bar, messaging on her phone, telling her "boyfriend" she would be late, to which she so maturely received an angry emoji in reply. With an eyeroll, she stopped and leaned against a wall to take off her Vans and replace them with her work heels, shiny black LouBoutins. Using a window for a mirror, she tidied her hair, smoothing it into a high bun, then took a selfie to reaffirm that her make-up was on point.

Then with a sharp click of her heels, she strode towards the man she was instructed to meet.


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[info]born_greater
2020-06-14 01:03 am UTC (link)
Marcie threw Guy a look that said, he never intended to show up. "He is a good boss. He pays well, for the position." But it was a job, and John was a boss, and he only cared about her insofar as what she could provide for him.

She was into her second cocktail when Troy texted her again. So many angry emojis, demanded that she come back immediately and remember who the real man in her life was. Her insides simmered with fury. Just because he was rich and she wasn't, that meant he called all the shots?

"Do you want to know about Isabelle?" she asked, turning her phone over as if John could hear her. "Do me a favour and I'll tell you whatever I know."

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-16 12:58 am UTC (link)
Is that all he pays you for? Guy thought. Clearly if John had picked her up because she reminded him of Isabelle, then there was more to her than just a book keeper and secretary. He wondered how far she'd been willing to go for John's orders.

Guy tilted his head when she looked away at her phone. "What do I need to know about Isabelle?" He played dumb, but obviously there was plenty to know about either girl. "What favour is that?"

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-16 01:15 am UTC (link)
Marcie narrowed her eyes at Guy. He seemed to be playing his cards pretty close to his chest, but she was sure she had him figured out. If her boss was pulling power moves, it meant he needed reminding who was in charge because he had ideas of his own.

"I have a boyfriend, and I hate him," she said bluntly. "You look like a man who isn't afraid of getting his hands dirty. I want you to let him know I'm done with him treating me like shit."

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-16 01:36 am UTC (link)
Of course a beauty like her had a boyfriend. The way she spoke, he'd have thought she had her rope around his neck. What could she possibly need from him?

Oh. Well that just got a little more interesting.

Yes, he was a guy that liked to push himself around on those inferior. "What were you gunning for? Put him in handcuffs, lock him up. What exactly did you have in mind?" She was more sadistic than he'd thought.

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-16 04:59 am UTC (link)
"No, you don't have to arrest him. Just rough him up and make sure he gets the message that he doesn't get to touch me any more. And I want to watch." She sipped her drink and watched Guy think it over. He didn't look unhappy about the arrangement. "So do we have a deal? My information for your intimidation?"

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-18 01:05 am UTC (link)
"Is that all I get out of this? Just information?" He didn't care about what info she had on Isabelle, he was interested on what she had on John. Was he just handling a bad situation for her because he was a man and he fought dirty?

"Roughing him up is easy. You look like a woman who has darker intentions than that." Maybe he did too.

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-18 01:10 am UTC (link)
"Well if it's that easy, then "just" information is a fair payment, isn't it." Marcella tapped her fingers on the bar, growing a little impatient. What else would Guy want from her? "And what do you mean by dark intentions? I don't want him hurt. Just put in his place."

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-20 01:13 am UTC (link)
"And you still want to keep him? What does he benefit you if he's a piece of shite." Guy had no problems roughing up someone, but if all she had was what he already knew about John and Isabelle, or anything, then it wasn't worth his time. She had to give him more than that. He was quiet for a moment, but finished off his drink and tapped the bar for a refill. "When do you want me to deliver this message." He swallowed part of the second drink, feeling his head spin just a little.

"I think you are a jealous woman and just pushing this guy against a wall and scaring him isn't enough for you."

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-20 04:15 am UTC (link)
"And I think you need to mind your own business about who I sleep with and why," Marcie snapped back, losing her temper. "You dont know a single thing about me. Just scare the fuck out of him so he gets the message that he doesn't get to push my boundaries ever again. And do it as soon as possible, I'm sick of his disgusting hands on me, thinking he owns me, well fuck that."

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-21 03:36 am UTC (link)
Booze certainly didn't benefit her at all. "Then why are you still sitting here?" For a woman that seemed determined to push a few buttons herself, she seemed more ready to pin all her anger on him. That was completely fine, unlike her useless boyfriend, he was able to handle that quite easily. Maybe she'd find something else she liked, because he was a sadistic bastard. Did she know what she was really asking for?

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-21 06:26 am UTC (link)
"Because you haven't told me if you'll take the deal! If it's a no, just say and stop wasting my time." Marcie finished her drink and slid off her stool. "Are you going to come with me, or stay here?" She slid her jacket back on and watched him, chin raised haughtily. Perhaps there was a touch of John's arrogance than had rubbed off on her.

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-23 02:33 am UTC (link)
This one was a firecracker, he didn't know what to do with her first. Did he strangle her, screw her, or do as she wished. All options were on the table. She did act a bit too haughty for such a small, attractive woman. He did follow her, laying the bills out on the counter for the bartender and out into the night air. "Are we walking?"

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-23 02:51 am UTC (link)
"No, it's too far." Marcella was already completing the call for an uber on her phone. It wouldn't be far away. She stopped and waited for the car, hands in her pockets. "And not in these shoes. So, Guy of Gisborne, tell me, do you live alone? Or do you also suffer from having to deal with an inadequate lover?" She looked at him a moment, trying to decide if he was impressed with her or not. He'd followed her out, so he must be somewhat interested, but then by the way he'd been ogling her all evening she could hazard a guess as to what he might want from her. Men were all the same, immortal or not.

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-23 02:56 am UTC (link)
Guy chewed on the inside of his cheek, his lips tight. When it came to women, there was one that he'd always had his eyes on, and she quite venomously left like a thief in the night. "There was one once," his head hadn't turned at anyone quite like Marian again. Most women were just passing fantasies. He didn't expect she was any different, but, he was intrigued. "Not anymore. I do live alone."

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-23 03:02 am UTC (link)
Marcie smiled a little. The uber pulled up to the curb, and she got in first, of course.

"I don't expect you live in luxury, on your salary," she said, "although I wonder if there might be bonuses from elsewhere?" From John, most likely, for their little deals on the side.

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-23 03:10 am UTC (link)
Hopefully it wasn't too far, his patrol car was just down the street. "I live comfortably," and yes, men like John did keep him cushy. His upper lip twisted into a smirk. "You're not supposed to know things like that, but, yes, I'd say I have a good side job." It was the perks of knowing rich guys that he could take what they had, be it with blackmail or other means.

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-23 03:20 am UTC (link)
"There are a few things that I know that I'm not supposed to." She looked a little smug about that.

The ride wasn't too far, not an insurmountable walk back for Guy, but the difference in neighbourhood was noticeable. The doorman knew Marcella and she briefly acknowledged his greeting as she lead the way to the lift. The lobby was a heck of a lot nicer than her whole apartment, although not as nice as John's, of course. She stood in the elevator next to Guy, not making eye contact as she pressed the floor number and waited, but her pulse was starting to quicken in anticipation and she flicked her fingers against her skirt, the only betrayal of nervousness.

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-23 03:27 am UTC (link)
"Not nervous are you?" He chided just as they got off the elevator. It was quite the posh location, this side of the city more impressive than his own. He moved his arm out for her to lead the way to the room. He wondered just how pathetic of a loser she'd shackled herself up with, more importantly was he going to be difficult. He did like when they tried to be difficult, he got off on breaking them down to size.

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-24 12:31 am UTC (link)
Marcella didn't answer him, just lead the way to Troy's apartment. At least now Guy could see why she was with the man.

She knocked and let herself in. Troy was in the living room, and he got up looking mad when she entered. He wasn't a very tall man, a bit shorter than Guy, and probably a bit wider too, despite all the selfies he took at the gym.

"Where the fuck have you been?" he started angrily. Marcie glared at him.

"What business is it of yours?" she snapped back. "Your cock getting lonely with just your hand for company?"

"Bitch," he growled, advancing on her to pull her into a kiss, but she resisted, hands up to fend him off.

"I only came to get my things. We're over."

"What?" The two of them glared at each other, then Marcie gestured behind her and Troy saw Guy for the first time. He did a small double take and took a step back, taking in the dark-hair cop, then looking back at her. "You need a cop to break up with me?"

"No, I need him to make sure you don't rape me again."

At that he started to splutter, waving his hands. "No- no I never-"

"You think forcing people to suck you off by threatening to break their things if they don't isn't sexual assault?" she demanded, bolstered by the presence of Guy at her back. "How about trying to fuck someone while they're asleep or blackout drunk? You're a dirtbag and I want you to know it."

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-24 02:28 am UTC (link)
Those were a lot of strong accusations, and Guy watched her interestingly not quite able to tell if she was being honest or stretching a big lie to incriminate him further. It didn't quite matter, Guy stood a few heads taller and he put his hand on his belt. Yes his gun was still there, as were the cuffs. Even though this off duty cop's car was a few blocks away.

He tapped the edge of his belt and then questioned if he needed to pull out the baton. He did after circling Troy, smacking it against his hand. He tilted his head and wanted him to try and take a swipe at him, Guy would shove that baton right into his jaw. He himself was no good guy, he probably had treated women just as badly before, but he wasn't the one on trial. "You know what I do with people like you?" He asked Troy, almost egging him on just to get the satisfaction of shoving him down to the ground.

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-24 02:49 am UTC (link)
Marcella watched Guy, and the way Troy was looking nervously at him. Something inside of her was bubbling with excitement and adrenaline, and the way Troy was backing away from Guy with uncertainty etched on his features made her feel energised.

"Now look- wait I- I didn't do those things," Troy said, gulping hard. "You can't do anything to me, it's illegal. You're breaking and entering. Marcie, tell him! Just get your stuff and go!"

He back back through into the living room, Marcella following him. "Just because a girl isn't screaming and fighting doesn't mean it's not rape," she hissed, the need for retribution overtaking good sense.

"I didn't r- assault anyone!" Troy shouted back, unwilling to say the word. "Look, get outta my face, man! This is my home, get out!"

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-24 03:49 am UTC (link)
She was getting off on this, knowing full well she could have come and walked out shoving this guy down the stairs if that's what she thought she had to do. He couldn't quite figure out if he was just part of her little role play, or if there was still an ounce of truth.

Guy took the end of his baton and shoved Troy in the chest. "You don't sound so sure...." so maybe he was playing puppet to her strings, it was okay, he liked this sort of thing.

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-24 04:02 am UTC (link)
Troy pushed the baton away angrily, and next thing he knew he was sitting on the sofa with the air knocked out of him. He couldn't do anything but wheeze as girl who was meant to belong to him went to this cop and wrapped her fingers around his elbow.

"Don't hurt him too much," she said softly. "Just make sure he stays there. Come on, I need some help."

Considering she'd been with this guy a matter of weeks, she seemed to have accumulated quite a bit of stuff at his place. She hadn't planned this or she'd have brought a suitcase of her own, but things as they were she took one of his instead and started throwing stuff into it. If a few items of his went into the case as well as her own, then who was to say. She felt jittery, not sure of what to do next.

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[info]black_guard
2020-06-24 05:12 am UTC (link)
What did she want from him? Guy shoved the baton further until he was sure he heard a rib crack, or maybe that was just wishful thinking. He looked down as the idiot had a wet stream slide down his pant leg. "Pissing already," that was usually when he had the gun drawn. A rich arse with all that money and he couldn't even stand up for himself. "Pathetic."

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[info]born_greater
2020-06-24 05:46 am UTC (link)
Troy grimaced at him but stayed where he was. Marcella came out a moment later dragging his Louis Vuitton suitcase, but he just clenched his jaw and looked at the gun on Guy's belt.

"I'm done," she said, and looked at Guy. What now, what now? It wasn't like she'd ever done this sort of thing before. She went to him and took a breath, then reached up to slide her arms around his neck and kiss him. She didn't know that's what she wanted to do before she did it, she just needed to do something more.

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