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Coffee & Cocaine (Cyrano x Daleeria)

Sex seemed like it was always on Penny's mind. Theo knew enough about psychology to know the type of shit that gave a girl like Penny this high of a sex drive, especially a drive for fucking in all of the wrong places. With his hands gripping her ass under the dress to give him the best amount of leverage to do all of the damage that she was loving up inside of her. It was a tight fit, a perfect fit really, but Penny was always so wet and eager that Theo barely even noticed. His cock glistened with slickness in the bathroom lights as he watched her perky tits bounce and hair fly everywhere once she grabbed the bar. The apartment that Theo stayed in had a built in gym, so he was fit as could be, but she was still testing the limits of his stamina and cardio with everything that she was demanding of him.

And Theo wouldn't have it any other way. Both of his parents were dope fiends and Theo dealt the stuff. He knew what it was like to be addicted. Penny's pussy was better than heroin any day.

"So how'd you spend that tip I gave you?" He asked with two things on his mind. The first, the thought that he was playing with to avoid cumming too fast, was debating whether Penny was a better lay with clothes on or without them. Both ways she was the best he ever had, absolutely amazing, but there were arguments to be made for either way. There was still that part of him that was waiting for the pain though. That anxiety, that itch that wasn't quite scratched. That they wouldn't be able to find the words for until much later into the relationship. The other thing he was thinking about though was the secrets, and how much they didn't know about her. As her favorite tip bounced off her g-spot again and again he considered what this level of commitment might mean. How would she react to knowing where his money came from, legit and otherwise, and what that money could mean for him and her. It was more than just him buying a coffee machine for her just so that he could spend the night with her.

It was a lot of deep shit he hadn't thought of in a minute, deep shit that was one Kegel away form being milked out of him.
 
There was a stereotype out there, one Porscha had taught her about. Something about small town, conservative church girls getting freaky-deaky once they got out on their own and out from under the pressures of their parents and peers. Not many people knew Penny's whole baby-daddy-dying situation, it wasn't something Penny was comfortable talking about. It wasn't that there was a ton of trauma to go with it in her head: a really fucking bad thing had happened on their way to make a life changing decision that Penny's now sure she would have regretted even if that car accident hadn't taken her from him. Realistically by now they'd have been broken up because of differences in life goals. Penny understood now how fickle love could be, especially when you were young and dumb and just wanted freedom. He had never wanted to leave their small town. The only son of an only son, he had businesses to inherit just like her own brothers did. Sure, maybe she'd have been happy married young with a baby for a little while, living behind a white picket fence just like her mama... but Penny's chaos was pent up back then.

This being of pure chaotic energy in his arms needed to be free; without causing havoc and stressing her best friend out, Penny's life just felt incomplete now. And Theo was a ticket to being exactly that wild. She didn't care about his inner dialogues, or the weight on his shoulders, all that mattered was that he wanted to spend time with her and barring murder and a few other things, she was pretty sure that as long as she was on his arm they could get away with everything...

The last thing she was thinking about as her pussy gripped his dick for dear life and silently begged him with her muscles for that creampie they both knew she was desperate for, was the money and the fact that she had been too afraid to spend it and it was mostly just sitting in her bank account waiting for the next emergency. "Honestly, I haven't spent much of it yet... When you're broke you tend to squirrel everything away until you absolutely need it, not that you'd have much experience with that, I'm assuming?" Penny grinned playfully up at him, teasing lightly as she came down from the latest orgasm, glowing with pride that he seemed to be getting a lot of demons out. "Plus I still have to buy a coffee pot, maybe some lacy underwear to go with it now that I know you're actually going to call me back!"
 
She hadn't spent the money.

For some reason that meant more to Theo than Penny probably intended by that. He was raised to look at the world from as many angles as possible, having two addicts for parents and then being raised by a mafia boss and his wife. In those types of lives everyone was lying, everyone was deceiving, and everyone was trying to get one over on you. IF you didn't have reflexes about you when people were talking, then you would end up falling behind. Only Penny was just so pure, so naïve, such a civilian that Theo didn't know how to read her. If she was feeling insult like a whore so she wasn't spending it, or if now that she was sure she was a whore she was willing to? He didn't know if he had made this nice girl a whore or not, but in either case he knew she was wrong about her initial judgement about him.

Theo had more experience with hunger, with thirst, with desperation than most people would ever know. For the first six years of his life his mother had lived with him in the projects in Pinesend. The 91'er's had sold most of their heroin in those 'jects back then, and they'd been getting it from the Bratva. His mother had been Matteo Di Capri's mistress in New Orleans for several summers, and then when his wife had died he moved her out of the Big Easy and to Haven City. He hadn't been able to get her all the way to Venice or the Hook, she would stand out like a sore thumb there and probably catch possession charges easily, but he had hid her in Pinesend with other people like her. Other black people and other junkies.

Matteo hadn't visited them too much during his first three years, the War was on and it was heated. His guinea ass would've been lit up as soon as he stepped into the 'jects, either mugged by someone just looking to snatch chains, or he'd get picked up by the Bratva and either tortured until he sold out where his cousin laid his head, or he'd be held hostage to get to him or whoever came to pay his ransom. He'd pop in, stick a vein, and then stick it in Mirlande Jolicoeur before patting Theo on the head and heading out the door. There was money waiting for Theo on the coffee table once he left.

They'd always been light on cash in those years, but in '96 some Haitians had moved into the projects and started to deal their own dope and running out anyone who didn't take their package. Matteo had run the dope through the islands, but it was his dope and his people. Meaning he could come a lot more there. But near the end he'd starting cutting the dope, and the ambulance had taken him away.

By the time Theo's soul returned back to his body he had already let Penny down out of his arms, and she had put his dick away.
 
Penny eased herself down, not knowing about what was going on in his head. That wasn't important right now. What mattered to her was she was that his soul was dripping out from between her pretty little legs, that she was good and sore, and that she definitely needed a bottle of water after that excursion.

Honestly, Penny hadn't spent the money because she wasn't sure if she should. I mean, it's not often you hit a windfall like that, and that money was needed. Her car still needed fixing, she still had bills to pay, and at the time she had no idea if she'd ever hear from Theo again.

The thought of being a whore had crossed her mind several times, but it hadn't fully cemented itself in her head as a fact. She was still naively clinging onto her college slut status, thinking that this wasn't about the money... And lowkey, it wasn't. The dick was A+. And the man carrying the dick fascinated her. Penny was already weighing how much it really mattered to her where his money came from. She knew Porscha would hate that. Baby Owl didn't handle the casual acceptance of misogyny and sluttism that Penny had very well. It drove her crazy that Penny could bounce from dick to dick.

Penny wouldn't admit that she had found a favorite.

By the time Theo seemed to look down at her and really see her again, Penny had cleaned him up and tucked him away neatly and was readjusting her clothes. At least this time she had the decency to look a little tired.

"Man I'm starting to work up an appetite..." Penny grinned once he joined her back in reality. "Wanna dance a little more then head to a diner or something?"

Her eyes screamed "your place or mine?" she knew they weren't done for tonight. And even if he was, she was determined to go round five. Because even now she was catching an addicktion...
 
Penny was one of those girls who looked best when she was a mess. Everyone knew the story about Marilyn Monroe and the potato sack, and Theo had seen girls who put Norma Jean to shame, and Penny could blow any of them out of the water wrapped in a burqa with a brown paper bag over her head. The never ending debate of whether girls were sexier with clothes on than without was settled by the little slut from Texas who was waking up a side of Theo that he hadn't really known that he had. Penny was the type of girl that men like his uncle Al or cousin Augy fucked on top of a mountain of coke while their wives were away at a salon. That was them, not Theo.

But somehow, being around Penny made Theo not care about those differences, it made him feel like if given the choice between all of the perks and coke that came with fucking either of them, or being with him, that Penny would choose being with him. Which wasn't quite a feeling that Theo was used to, and he was a little too sober to bother processing that type of thought. Instead he looked down at her 'fuck me eyes' and couldn't help but smile.

"My place has room service." He told her as he picked her up and set her on the counter of the sink, just so that he could look at her while he was adjusting his clothes back to some semblance of respectable. He had made it abundantly clear that this wasn't a situation he was used to being in, and there was still a part of him that needed to put on appearances for the people who were out there. So he straightened his collar, brushed his hair back, and fixed the buttons and tuck of her shirt. Then he leaned over and kissed her neck and up behind her ear.

"Before we go I want to grab a few drinks. And see how long you're actually able to go without doing something insanely hot."
 
Penny brought "party girl" to a whole new level. Theo would eventually hear stories about her early college antics in the year and a half before she met him and they were stories of frat legend that would be passed down until Penny's children hit college. Not that Penny was thinking about that future possibility. She just wanted to have fun. She wanted to be happy and enjoy her life to the fullest.

One night she had gone to a toga party without panties, done a keg stand while one of the frat bros ate her pussy like it was a three course meal. There was also a party her freshman year she hooked up with a hot Asian guy who was selling drugs to the frat boys and rich kids. She had even gotten a round two in a classroom a couple weeks later. She had ridden a black cop's dick in his cruiser (Porscha was best left unaware of that one). And there were parties she didn't remember but had video evidence of her doing some very questionable things that included a circle of dudes with their dicks out.

So trying to not do anything hot wasn't really a choice she made. It's just a thing she either did or didn't do...

"Room service? Like... I get to sit in bed and suck your dick while food gets delivered to us?" Penny's eyes widened at the novelty of that idea. She had never even stayed in a nice hotel much less anywhere else with something as fancy as room service. This would be a first for her as well. "And all I have to do is be a good girl?"

She considered her options. She could try to get more dick, or she could go sit at the bar, enjoy a drink with Theo while he played his part on the stage that was Haven City's criminal world.

His soft kisses were what made the decision in the end. "Okay so we'll grab a few drinks, and I'll sit really still and try not to be insanely hot- that's a really big ask you know..." she motioned to her body and grinned at him. "But no promises once we're back in the car."

She had realized too late that she had wasted a chance for road head on the way to the club, but she wasn't going to miss that chance again.
 
Theo smiled back at her as he washed his hands and ran water over his face and eyes, just to try and get the life back into them fully. Penny new how to leave a man exhausted and hungry for more at the same time and he was here for it. She was making him feel something that he hadn't felt in a long time, and the last woman to make him feel like this had been a heroin chic blonde with bpd when he was eighteen. He laughed out loud when he thought about her because Penny would probably here the letters 'bpd' and think that they stood for 'best pussy disorder' and disorder Penny absolutely had.

Instead of explaining the sudden laugh Theo pulled his whore off the counter and back onto the floor. "Yeah that's almost exactly what room service is for." Running a hand over her cheek and through her hair he thought about how other goomah's lived, some of them lived in the same apartment building as him, spending their days tanning by the pool, enjoying the amenities and shopping at the department stores that were just down the way. Others were poorer, living out in apartments and condos in the Hook where they could watch the girls who had bagged real money guys sail by on their yachts. Of course, a lot of girls who ended up on those boats showered in more than champagne to pay for it.

For a moment he wanted to offer to take care of her. To set her up at his place or somewhere else and taking care of her every need. But that would be moving too fast. Girls who gave up their bodies as quickly as Penny did usually had bigger barriers on their emotions. So instead he put his hand on the small of her back, just above her perky ass and walked with her out of the bathroom hoping no one noticed them and what they had obviously been doing. The music, the lights and the ambience hit them like a wall as they stepped back into Club Amity, but Theo barely felt it over the ball of electricity under his finger tips.

Once they got to the bar he placed her in front of him, ass to his crotch and his fingers running up her sides, letting her get a good look at all of the drinks on offer. "Order whatever you want Penny!" He promised her, talking loud in her ear so that she could hear him clearly. He knew he was tempting her to be bad, but that was part of the fun. He wanted to have an actual date, and talk to her about actual things, all while finally letting go and them both getting drunk.
 
Even though she had spent time around Porscha and JT, both who happily enjoyed their blunt smoking and drinking, up until now Penny had stayed away from anything harder than a kegger at a frat house. She knew how her mind and body reacted to beer, but she wasn't used to needing mind altering substances to block out the pain of her past or anything. Honestly, Penny didn't even see her past as that traumatic. Most licensed therapists would probably disagree with that assessment.

Most of her promiscuity was the simple effect of growing up in Small Town Texas, USA where everyone knew her parents and the six kids her parents had made together piled in the family vehicle every Sunday morning and went to church like good kids. Her eldest brother was a cop, her other brothers all worked for her father, hell her oldest sister had married rich and had a hardworking husband. Penny had been the disappointment, getting pregnant at seventeen. And yeah the death of her boyfriend had messed her up for a little bit, but that's why she stayed near the kid even after adopting her out. It was a way of making sure his legacy was well taken care of. And in the meantime, she kept her promise to him that they'd go to college and do all the wild and crazy things they saw in movies. She was out here living her best life for both of them. That seemed like a pretty healthy, if not crazy, outlook on it.

That didn't mean Theo was just a checkmark on a bucket list though. Even once the sex was done, Theo left her feeling higher than she had ever been. The sudden laugh had startled her out of her thoughts now though, and she realized she functioned better when she wasn't thinking all that much. It was probably for the best he didn't bring up trying to take care of her at this point. She was too sober, and her pride would get in the way more than once in their relationship.

Her feet hit the ground and she wrapped her arm around his waist with a huge grin, looking up at him before they hit the wall of bass coming from the club proper. The electricity of the music ran through her body and she could feel the warmth of his hand barely grounding her while they made their way through to the bar.

Penny looked at the list of drinks and picked out the first thing that sounded fun. "I'll take two Slutty Red Head shots!" If Penny was going to drink with him tonight she was going to mix things up a little. Despite promising to behave, it was hard not to bounce to the music, her ass wiggling against his crotch. "Porscha would love-hate this place. Too many girls fucking on the floor, for a feminist she sure loves to slut shame. You should meet my friends sometimes. I think you and JT could kick it."

As the two dark red shots were placed in front of her she took one of them and looked at Theo. "Come on, drink up. We're doing shots tonight!"
 
Theo smiled broadly as the shots were placed in front of them. He wasn't a smiler, and most of the men he found himself spending time with weren't smilers either. Though all of them would smile for Penny if it got them half of the treatment she was giving him. Knowing as many escorts, goomahs, and sugar babies as he did Theo knew exactly how talented Penny was with her own natural talent. A few of the classes and courses that they taught girls like her at Phantasies and she could be a real terror to any man's bank account. It was enough to make Theo feel a little more territorial over his find. Not in love, but after finding a source of happiness you weren't likely to let it go away without a fight. Taking the shot to his lips he downed it. Then signaled for the bartender to give them a refill.

" Send some bourbon our way, and a bottle of the house label. I'm going to make a cocktail." There was a confidence in his voice that came with being rich and powerful. He could've ordered the young bartender to make the cocktail he had in mind himself, but he was rolling up his sleeves to do it himself while she watched. But first, he took a sharpie and wrote the word 'shots' right on her forehead. It was stupid, juvenile, and ridiculous, but it was also fun and that's what time with her was supposed to be no matter what they were doing. Fun. It had been too fucking long since he had had that.

Theo had grown up in the 'jects. They had been far too many reasons why his father and his mother couldn't get married, and why he needed to grow up hearing the sounds of sirens and automatic weapons. His parents had been junkies, his father had been one of the main pipelines between the NOLA and HC when it came to heroin. There wasn't much in the way of mafia in New Orleans anymore, but in the early 90's and late 80's they still had more pull there than the family out of Miami. Theo's father had met his mother on Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras and had liked what he saw so much he threw more than beads her way.

Matteo Di Capri had died when Theo was eight years old and from that point on Theo had spent more time at the Di Capri mansion on the hills north of the Fort than he had with his mother. The mix of cultures had created a particularly unique religiosity that would no doubt confuse the southern belle drinking his cum and money.

The Limoncello Bourbon Cocktail he mixed her was generally considered divine, and he shook it all together while watching her put away bourbon shot after bourbon shot. He'd need to catch up with her, but first he poured the cocktail in an ice filled glass and even added a straw and umbrella.

"Selling these is what lets you have all those nice tips." He lied. Boldly, confidently, and professionally.
 
Penny liked showing off, and so when he told the bartender to send bourbon their way, she simply took the bottle and lined up eight shot glasses. "Tequila is more my style, but the expensive brown stuff isn't too bad..." she admitted out loud to him before taking that first shot. It hit the back of her throat with a burn she didn't quite enjoy first go around, but by the fourth shot the burn was gone.

Watching him make the cocktail was entrancing, but not enough to keep her from downing each consecutive shot with a satisfied buzzed sigh. A nursing student should have known better; she had such little tolerance for drugs and alcohol and yet here she was downing eight shots in under twenty minutes and topping it off with a specialty cocktail that was supposedly paying her bills. Sober her would have called him on his bluff, but this was a whole new Penny, far more intoxicated than she had ever been in her entire life.

Penny didn't remember much else after hitting the brick wall of alcohol she had just consumed all in one sitting. There was more grinding on the dance floor, she definitely remembered the compliment he gave her after the road head though she didn't know where they were going, just that his cum tasted even better when she was drunk. By the time she woke up though, she couldn't remember where she was, how she got there or how many rounds that they had gone after. Her thighs were sore, as was her cunt and and her mouth tasted disgusting.

She wasn't in her bed, or even in her own apartment. The room she was in was scary large, all white walls and large windows and clean looking. One of her heels was on the floor, but she had no idea about the second shoe, and she couldn't see the rest of her clothes nearby. Oh god, did I leave my dress in the car? she suddenly asked herself as she recalled making it to their destination and her crawling in his lap for another quick dicking and taking off her dress in the process.

Slowly she managed to sit herself up and really take in what was clearly Theo's place. Fuck, if the bedroom was this big, how big was his place?! Penny flipped the comforter off of herself and went to stand up, but found it hard when her thighs were caked with dry cum and she was feeling stiff and sore. The first thing she desperately needed was to find the bathroom. There were three doors in the room, and the first one she chose... well it was the farthest from the bed and was definitely not the right room. Inside was a simple desk that didn't look like it got used very often, with some bookshelves full of books that Theo probably hadn't had a chance to open yet. It didn't seem like he had a lot of spare time to just relax. And he was using that spare time to spend with her instead.

Penny groggily stared at the space for another moment and without another thought closed the door and moved herself to the next door on the same side as the office and opened it. Ah. The bathroom.

She wasn't even sure bathroom was the right word. The bathroom at the club had been something else with its clean tiles and valet, but Penny legitimately dropped her jaw looking around. The first thing she noticed was the vanity, with the large mirror that at least three people could get ready in front of; it was elegant and large. Large enough that she could walk over and see all the bruises that she and Theo had caused last night. She couldn't blame it all on him, after all... she begged for it.

The bath tub could fit at least four people, or one Penny sized bath. Of course Penny was the sort of woman that would fill up something that large with hot water and just soak in it by herself. There was a shower, toilet, all the necessities only at an upgraded level. The tiles even had sparkle in the grout, something that caught Penny's eye once she turned on the light. "Fuck man... What did I get myself into? Or what got into me?" she finally had the wherewithal to vocalize her thoughts, though her throat was sore and her voice cracked from dehydration. Penny sat in the shower at the hottest temp for a solid ten minutes just trying to get rid of the headache she had. Honestly, she thought her hangover should be worse but... maybe there was good genetics on her side?

The hot water felt amazing even after she had turned it off and wrapped herself in the largest, fuzziest towel she had ever snuggled into. Now the next task was to find Theo, who's bed was devoid of him, and maybe figure out her clothes situation. Instead of finding the exit to the room though, she found his closet. And what a closet it was... almost like two separate rooms lined with shelves and racks, full of expensive suits and shiny leather shoes, all in brand names she could barely pronounce. Ties, button up shirts, everything was pressed and looked so clean and nice and organized. So different from Penny's place. Penny knew nothing about the clothes, or anything dealing with fashion at all really. She certainly didn't keep her clothes organized like this.

Since Penny still had no clue where her stuff was, she decided to go ahead and grab one of those crisp white shirts to put over her nakedness. After all, she didn't know if Theo lived alone or not, otherwise she wouldn't care about prancing around the apartment nude... There was a lot she didn't know about him. And if she had learned anything about him last night, it was only that he was a crazy wild fuck and that he wanted more of what she offered. The rest was blurry at best.

By the time she finally got herself back out of the closet, fifteen minutes had passed and she was starting to feel a little better. The last door she tried lead to the hallway, which clearly lead to other spaces that she didn't quite explore yet. Instead she pattered her way into the big open space around the corner where she could smell coffee coming from. It wasn't that she wanted any, though... on a morning like this she wondered if maybe it'd help her recover quicker. The main reason she headed that way was because she heard voices and assumed that whoever was there was in the kitchen.

Theo had told her he had porn stars as friends, but he didn't tell her that said porn star friends would be coming to breakfast. Penny stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the immaculately dressed red head that Theo was entertaining. Both were dressed, it wasn't like that at all. But Penny knew who the woman was, and that was the biggest surprise of all. And the red haired woman immediately turned her head when Theo's eyes moved to acknowledge Penny, and for the first time in Penny's life she was speechless.

"You must be Penny! Fuck Theo, you know Jax is going to want to tap that, right?!" The red haired beauty beamed at Penny and then winked at her, making Penny blush. Her red mini dress was cut perfectly for her thick, pale body, clinging to every natural curve. It blew Penny away that someone she had seen on Pornhub was legitimately this gorgeous in real life. "I'm Scarlet, it's nice to meet Theo's new plaything!"

Sitting there, in Theo's kitchen drinking a mimosa was the only woman Penny had ever truly had a crush on; the Lesbian-Only Porn Start Goddess Supreme herself, Scar Law.
 
She couldn't have slept in like fifteen minutes longer?

Last night had been one of the best and wildest nights of his life. The last time he had drank like that had been his cousin Augy's bachelor party. Experience, and Penny's thirst for drinks matching her other appetites, had saved Theo from the brutal hangover he would have earned if things had gone a different way. Memories from last night were far from perfect, but there were some aspects that were more than fleeting. He remembered the drive to his penthouse and Penny nearly fucking his dick off in his car, even after he had told her that there were cameras in the parking garage.

Actually, now that he thought on it, telling her that had only resulted in her taking off her dress. Eventually he'd been able to get her up to the service elevator and into his penthouse, but that had been another exercise in impossibility herding her drunk ass to his bedroom. Fortunately, he was damn close to shooting dust at that point so she didn't leave a trail through the apartment. Even still, once they'd gotten to the bedroom she'd taken off her other heel and immediately put him back inside of her. They'd fucked each other into mutual comas again and then he'd woken up with his arms wrapped around her waist and her hair in his face.

She'd actually been really cute then, looking almost innocent, and he didn't even begrudge her the fact that she'd cut off all circulation off from his writing arm. And then her pretty little mouth made a noise that was somewhere between a chainsaw and a grizzly bear and he found himself needing to escape his adorable confines as soon as possible. Said escape was less delicate than he had hoped, but this time when he tossed Penny around like a rag doll she didn't seem to notice.

There was a limp in his step when he made his way to the master bathroom, and looking into the vanity he was able to see a little of why. On top of the bruises that he was finding on his hips and sides kitty had also given him some bright red lines along his shoulders and back. A hot shower to start his day eased some of the tension that was left in his muscles, surprisingly his shoulders and neck were fairly tensionless. Surprising because that was where his masseuse always told him he held the worst of it. While he was in the shower the 'doorbell' rang and the intercom in the shower lit up to show Scarlet Lawrence in the warped image of the camera waiting in front of his door.

"Sorry Scar, I had a late night, I'm in the shower. Go ahead and make yourself at home and I'll meet you in the kitchen."

Finishing his shower quickly he toweled himself dry and threw on a plain white t-shirt and a pair of lounge pants. There wasn't even a spare moment to realize that this would be the first time either woman saw him with his natural hair out and free.

Theo's monthly brunches with Scarlet were a recent development, the result in a change in her position within her own organizations. Taking on more responsibility at Phantasies meant that there was more of a spotlight on Scarlet herself. When she had just been coming into a stable role in her organization they had all been under the microscope of Jon Gayle's arrest and the resulting RICO investigation. The RICO itself had fallen apart, but everyone had been operating with their heads cocked over their shoulder for more than a year afterwards. The money moves had all needed to look legal, and even now the appearance of legality had become paramount. Theo's job within his organization was to be the liaison between his uncle and the Street, and vice versa. That job went smoother if there were legitimate aspects of the business to hide his meetings with.

Brunch with Scarlet was always an interesting, and genuinely enjoyable, time. Scarlet was an intelligent woman who was looking into starting classes at Theo's alma mater and in the same degree program he had been in, but also there was something off about the porn star. It wasn't anything that you could easily point out in the DSM-V, or anything that you could really collect into a concise list of behaviors and symptoms. If Theo needed to put his finger on some of it, it was a mix of the ease at which she accepted the life that her man lived and the way he chose to live it, combined with the way she seemed to say things without barriers. Even when he had been extra clear that Penny was a civilian and that she shouldn't say anything crazy or too forward because it might freak her out.

Theo wasn't the best poker player in Haven City, but he was up there, and his face didn't give anything away at Scarlet's inappropriate greeting. His eyes though were warning her to behave. He had just finished telling this woman, and seeking her advice, about the complicated relationship he was developing with Penny and she pulled that shit?! Still, he played his voice smooth as he turned in his chair and responded to Penny.

"Hey Penny. Sorry, I forgot that I had a brunch scheduled with Scarlet when we stayed out late last night. We ordered room service, and the menu's on the counter if you want something." With his back partially turned away from Scarlet his smile was wider, and it reached his eyes in a way his normal smiles didn't. Seeing her standing there in his kitchen, in his shirt, brightened his day in a way that was natural, primal, and even chemical.

"And sorry about Scarlet," Theo added turning back to the porn star to make it clear Theo wasn't okay with those two comments in front of Penny. "I guess being forward and having no manners comes with the territory." He knew that the porn star would be able to catch his lobbed comment and turn it into a way to charm him and Penny easily.
 
When Theo told Scarlet to make herself at home, she knew that meant go sit in the kitchen and chill for a minute, but Scarlet knew what late night meant in their world. Chances were the man needed a little hair of the dog, and the red head wasted no time ordering champagne and orange juice and something light for him to snack on while they decided on breakfast. By the time he came down into the kitchen, there were mimosas ready. By the time Penny had come down, Scar was on her third.

"I'm sorry, Theo, you know how I am after a few mimosas! Hi Penny, it really is nice to meet you! Mimosa?" Scarlet apologized to Theo while batting her eyes before turning to Penny and giving her a special little smile. Penny gulped a little bit and nodded.

"Yes please!" she had no clue what the fuck a mimosa was but she didn't feel like she could turn a beautiful woman down when she was offered something. Scar let her ass shake a little extra as she walked back to the counter and poured one for the newest member of their brunch club. Penny looked at Theo, fifty shades of confusion.

"First of all, this place has room service?!" Penny whispered in awe before stepping a little closer to Theo and smiling. She reached up and idly played with his hair, admiring it because she had never seen it not styles perfectly before. "Second, how do you not feel like shit this morning?!"

Scarlet giggled and kept her comment to herself as she handed Penny her drink and the room service menu. "Most of us have been at it for a hot minute, and high proof shit too. Ooh Theo you should invite her to the block party in a few weeks she'd have so much fun!" it wouldn't be lost on Theo that Scarlet was eying up his 'late night' like she was fuckable.

Penny was nervous under Scarlet's attention but was too unsure of how Theo would feel if she told him that his friend was probably the one girl in the world she'd get on her knees for. "Guess that helps. I'm just sort of building up my tolerance-" as if she hadn't drank her weight in alcohol last night and was bright eyed and bushy tailed this morning - "But I did a keg stand once at a frat party and that was really cool!"

Scar looked at Theo. Penny didn't feel like sitting so she moved around the counter they were perched at and leaned against the other side so she could face them. She tried to play it off like it was so she could see Theo, but she was just as interested in the tattooed beauty. "You didn't tell me baby girl was a college student!" she beamed and looked at Penny.

While Penny ordered enough food to feed three people, Scarlet and Penny chatted about school and Penny's job at the diner. Scar didn't dig too deep, just keeping it casual and making her normal Scarlet innuendos. The thing that she did do, was every time Theo would look away, she'd casually brush Penny's thigh with her hand or lean over a little extra so that Penny got a nice view of her tits. This had Penny red faced and annoyingly horny despite how sore she was. The only thing saving her was her sipping on the mimosa. It wasn't her favorite thing, and if given a choice she'd take a bloody Mary any day, but the light buzz took the edge off her headache and the tension she was feeling from her sexual frustrations.

Meanwhile, Scar was playing nice except when Theo wasn't looking, knowing that Penny was too shy to say anything just yet. And damn right the porn star would capitalize on that.
 
They were layers on layers to the power structures of the Street, the closer your could rub your elbows to legitimate names in public without getting clocked as being dirty. At the top you had the godfather, the kingpin, Boss Al Di Capri. He was the man who could rub shoulders with the politicians, the officials, everyone who they needed to get the cops standing on the right corners at the right times and get their product brought in without a significant amount of breakage. At the level of the corner, you lose or fuck up a package, that very well could mean that your entire life as a drug dealer was over.

At the level of the Di Capri's, breakage rounded up into the six figures every month or two. Had to lose a package every now and then to make it worth it for the police commissioner, the mayor and even the governor.

There were six levels in-between the Boss and the corner boy in handcuffs sitting on the curb. Corner boy wanted to sell a dimebag he went to his crew leader, his crew leader wanted to get a kilo he went up the ladder to one of Jax's guys, and if someone wanted real weight then one of Jax's guys needed to go to Jax with a nice big bag filled with investment money. Jax then went to a capo and the capo got approval for the sale from Theo. Theo knew Jax's play in the game, cut back on the money paid to the capo, pay a higher percentage to Theo but the overall price of the brick went down. Theo liked Jax, and he liked working with Scar too.

He also knew that the Street didn't know how he had made his bones, didn't know about the villainy behind that friendly smile and those bright brown eyes.

When Scar had her ass to them, Theo leaned into Penny's touch, letting her feel his hair and the way she seemed to draw the tension from his body with the lightest touch. The change-up might have seemed drastic to Penny, but Theo knew what Scarlet was more than all but a very small circle of people in this world. He didn't know who, he didn't know how, but there were bodies behind those succubus-colored-eyes and there would be more before their song was done. If she needed to, she would turn the Di Capri mansion into a charnel house and not lose a single second of sleep over it.

Right now, they were friends though, and that's how Theo would like to keep their relationship.

It would help if the porn-slut stopped molesting Theo's fish whenever she thought he was more focused on his soup or his second mimosa.

"I think we'll have to take a rain check on that party Scar. Penny's got a busy schedule." Theo said, the edges of his mask showing for just a minute. That was his fish, his dirty little secret, and while he was friends with Scar and asked her advice, he didn't know if he trusted Scarlet not to put his business out in the world just because of the o's that might come with it.
 
In terms of time, Scarlet hadn't had skin in the game too long. Sure, she was Jax's by sixteen and knew what he did, but her part had been domestic, and keeping Jax and Jaide's grades up enough to graduate. When she was eighteen things had changed, Jax went to prison and she had to bring in real money. And very quickly Joan had seen the promise of a replacement. Now she was twenty-three... A lot had been learned in the last five years.

The biggest thing she had learned was this: favors owed were worth more than diamonds and gold. So while Theo was worried about her putting his business on the Street, not even Jax would hear about this little secret of Theo's yet. Because keeping his secret meant he owed her until he went public. Now Scar wasn't one to abuse that privilege. It wasn't a huge deal to her at all. But if there was ever a question of loyalty, this would be added to the long list of ways Scarlet proved herself.

Scarlet's throne was built on the bodies of her enemies and those who threatened her lifestyle or her family. Not all of those bodies were dead though, because sometimes it did pay to keep enemies closer than your friends.

The Di Capris weren't an enemy, and with any luck this business relationship would continue. Scarlet genuinely liked Theo, and he wasn't the only person she had personal and professional relationships with.

That's why she was so happy that Theo's energy was so different with this chick and was trying her best to give them a little space.

Penny smiled at Theo before sipping on her own mimosa before turning to Scarlet's disappointed face. "I'm in college at HCU and going for nursing, so it's a busy semester, I should probably be doing homework right now but..." Penny gave a playful, exasperated groan.

"I have a friend in college at HCU! Well I have a few friends at HCU..." most of them strippers and porn stars fucking their way through college. But she wouldn't let the new girl know that.

Penny had no way of knowing that the particular friend Scarlet had initially thought of was Penny's math tutor. That was information she'd be all too happy to learn later though.

Once breakfast was finished, Penny kissed Theo's cheek. "Hey, I sort of need my dress back out of the car unless you want me wearing your shirt home... Mind if I use your shower?" she had the feeling that she was interrupting a conversation anyways, as Scar seemed a little more interested in teasing and testing Penny's sexuality than whatever they were discussing before.

"If you need help with your back, Penny just give me a hollar!" Scarlet winked obviously at Penny as the younger girl turned red.

"I'mma go shower now!" Penny didn't even finish her food before she was dashing out of the kitchen and back through the labyrinth this penthouse felt like to find his room and the hot, hot shower.

Scar looked at Theo with a knowing smile. "Wow. She's pretty unique compared to what I've seen on your arm before Theo. And a Nurse? You know, there's nothing wrong with being with a civvie, despite what anyone might tell you. Sometimes we need an escape from all this shit. It's hard doing the type of work we do. There's a lot less violence than it was a generation ago, but it's still there. There's always a risk of her getting caught up in things just because of her job too. That's something you can't control unless you control where she works. What you need to figure out is, if this is a real thing of course: If she did get caught up how far will you go to keep her safe. And is she worth the hell you'll no doubt get from the family," the porn star waited until Penny was up the stairs and lost to them before she turned to her friend and gave him that smile. When Penny was in the room he was significantly more relaxed, though and that was something she knew Theo was in desperate need of.

"Any more advice? You know, I charge most people like $100/hour for this type of thing!" she teased playfully as she continued to work on her eggs benedict and mimosa.

At the last moment she dropped her mask though, the one reserved for everyone in her life that didn't need to see her vulnerability, and gave him a genuine smile. "But Theo, I'm really happy for you. You deserve something real, not constant whores and goomahs, and that's coming from the bitch that provides a lot of the whores to your family. Wherever this goes, whatever you two decide, enjoy the chaos and peace she brings. You never know when you'll get that again."
 
"I don't mind at all Penny." Kissing her cheek back and letting his fingers linger on the small of her back until she was out of reach and gone from him. As soon as she was gone his eyes focused on Scarlet, both of them knew the price of a favor in this life. It was good business to not owe anyone anything, but also to not owe another player anything. Both of them were moving pieces, both of them were the grey eminences in the shadows around their kingpins. And both of them knew that there could only ever be one king in a city. Owning a whole corner of a city was one level of accomplishment, being first among equals with all of the other corner owners in the city was another thing. Having connections with people from all over the country was another. But the Di Capri's were a global influence, an influence that Jax couldn't touch without them and everyone who needed to know how it worked knew it.

You kept your friends close, your enemies closer, and the people that you kept close always had the capacity of moving close enough to hit your back if that was the move that needed to be made. It was a matter of respect that Theo didn't pretend with Scar that as much as he enjoyed being friends with her and the perks that came with it, he knew that Scarlet would kill him in a second if he ever got between her king and something that he needed to keep his crown. It was a different type of friendship, that could have that level of respect.

"I know what else you charge that much for." Theo teased her, letting that unspoken tension drop as he shoveled Penny's leftovers onto his plate. Theo wasn't a man who ate much or often, keeping himself to that business major diet and workout routine. Another sign of the ways that this girl was fucking with his mind that he wasn't worried about keeping up his typical routine. As she talked, he ate, sipping at his cup of Colombian roast, not distracted by the raw sex that dripped off every breath that shook those breasts. She had flirted with the girl that they were talking about, the girl that he was getting her opinion on, and for as little as Theo truly felt that he possessed, he wasn't often a jealous man.

"I guess the last thing I wanna know, before I watch you walk out this door, is whether game recognizes game." Theo didn't put the question in a simple way on purpose, the two of them were two of the best code switchers and semiotics masters in the PNW. All without a single paper to their name. What that question asked, in less words, was that he wanted to know two things. First, whether Penny was a whore like he was treating her. And second, whether Penny was wifey and queen material. Scar had given him good advice and a sideways answer, but he wanted to hear it straight from the whore's mouth.
 
"Oh baby you know now with my name and brand that I'd have to charge at least $1000, and I know how much this penthouse is so you'd need to pay me... Actually never mind Jax would start a war even if I consented so let's not make that joke!" Scarlet laughed easily because it was true, but also because there was no price tag that would get her to complicate this delicate friendship with Theo just for a bit of dick. She had always swung harder towards girls anyways, but there was only one real dick for her.

The only life Scarlet had taken so far had been purely for herself; her life after her mother's death had been restrictive and objectifying in so many ways. It had made her into the girl who had run to Jaide and Jax's arms for safety. Little Josie Lawrence had died the day she had put a bullet between her father's eyes and watched her childhood home burn. Until that moment, Scar's job had been to be the humanity that balanced Jax and Jaide. Now, she would have dropped every body that stepped in Jax's way if they came at them the wrong way. Jaide had always taken that duty on herself. But the woman who sat in front of Theo now wasn't the same person she had been at her daughter's first birthday party just half a year ago.

"I'm good at reading people, Theo but I need more than five minutes at brunch to really get a feel usually. Here's what I see so far: I've never seen you look at a woman like that before since knowing you. I see that she's really into you and really enjoys your company. She's young, but she's got herself goals. Goals outside of The Life. But is a nurse really ever a civilian in this city? She's got infinite potential, and if you want her to be anything real she's young enough to mold into anything you could ever want... but her individuality is what breathes life into you isn't it?" Scarlet finished her drink and considered him over the last scraps of her food. "She could be everything, or just a fun fling. It's really up to you how far it goes. She'd be willing to go anywhere you paid her to go I think..."

She hoped that would answer his questions, that she could see Penny being a wifey or anything he built her up to be. Penny might have showed her flustered side around Scar, but even the red head could see Penny had attitude and spunk. Hell, she could see Penny mouthing off in his defense if anyone ever came at him sideways, especially family members. And the paid remark was her answer to the whore half of the inquiry. She was interested in this new character Theo had brought into their extended circle.

"Listen, I know we have business to talk about but how about we meet for lunch on Wednesday and finish that up? Because I'm willing to put good money on the prospect that if you wander up to your bathroom right now, your pretty little whorefriend is probably in that shower fingerbanging herself to the thought of me being in the same building as her," the sly grin crossing her lips indicated, that while she claimed she needed more to read Penny, she had really only read the parts she wanted to so far. "Seriously, bring her to the block party. Let her have a taste of the world she lives in, and how she reacts. I think that'll answer your questions better than anything observation I could make. That's my honest opinion on the matter. She seems pretty flexible and I don't just mean physically... Please tell me she's as bouncy as she looks?"

"You'll only know by dipping her toes into our ponds. Now my thicc ass is going to strut itself back home, text me and let me know if you'll be by to celebrate the Mother Psycho and bring your little toy so that I can prepare myself for the Jax reaction."

With that, she stood up and downed the last two bites of food. "Thanks for breakfast. I really do hope you figure this out. I think she'll be good for you in the long run. Everyone needs to feel that breath of fresh air sometimes. I'm lucky enough to have my children. Its time you deserve someone too, honey." As she grabbed her purse and walked towards the exit. "Have a good lay- I mean day, Theo!"

And like the wind she was gone.

Theo owed Scarlet money next time he saw her, because at the very moment of Scar Law's exit, stage left, the topic of conversation was rubbing her clit in the shower.

Penny hadn't meant to be so ungraceful but Scar Law was one of the few women in the world she felt some sort of attraction to. She had seen plenty of her work since coming to Haven City, mostly while fucking the dude who had it on his TV for fluff material. And Scar could make a bitch blush no matter how straight she was. Penny hadn't ever tried being with a woman before and she probably never would when her luck with dick hadn't really waned yet.

Who would have known that Scar would read this exact scenario?

Theo's little whore of chaos had found her way back easier than she expected and had the shower going nice and hot to wash away the hangover. Little puffs of breath escaped as her hand rubbed her sore pussy, initially to clean off but it felt so go and the thought of her and Scar making out over Theo's dick had sent her into an absolute frenzy and now her right index and middle finger were hooking into her cunt and trying to get off so she could go back to Theo with a little less excess energy.
 
As that thicc ass was walking away Theo had a few things to say. "Wednesday works. I'll check my schedule on the block party." He hesitated for a second until she was already in the elevator and made eye contact. "She's not for him." Four words and a swig of coffee and Theo was already feeling himself in a way that didn't happen too often. Scar was a friend, Joan had been a family friend for a generation, and Jax was the Di Capri Family's most important business partner in Haven City, perhaps in the whole world. The Regulators had held it down to keep the stain of RICO off of their custom made shoes, plus Jax had come through at blocking the Hong Triad's expansion into Oak Hills during his own civil war. There was much appreciation for the top dog of the Street. But that didn't change the fact that Jax was a half-trained dog at best, and like any half-trained dog he'd try to hump the legs of whoever he wanted without much regard for consequence. Theo already knew he'd been fucking Melanie at Club Amity for over a year now, not that he cared.

But if Jax tried to push up on Penny. Theo would care.

Finishing up the eggs and coffee Theo put rinsed the plates off and put them in the dish washer, then made his way back to his own bedroom. There was no rush in his step, even if Scarlet was right about her prediction, it wasn't as if one finger fuck was going to be enough to satisfy his new comare. He tossed what clothes he'd put on onto the bed, very uncharacteristic of him, and hearing that she had only the shower head on he made his way into the bathroom, trusting she wasn't looking through the near opaque glass of his shower.

Ordinarily Theo didn't feel like much of a gangster. Sure he'd made his bones, he had burnt the saint with his blood and he'd said the words "As burns this saint, so will burn my soul. I enter alive and I will have to get out dead." But most of the time his work was just that. Work. He sold liquor, he bought liquor, he hosted parties, networked, and occasionally he organized exchanges of currency for kilos of narcotics numbering in the hundreds to thousands. He talked to people and found a way to solve their problems in a way that was satisfactory to all parties.

But when he stepped into the shower behind Penny, took hold of her hands and pressed them against the wall above her head and dragged her hip back to impale her gently on his cock for what felt like the hundredth time. Yeah, that shit felt fucking gangster.

Her fingers were still inside of her as he hooked her, but he didn't worry too much about that, figuring that was a Penny problem as he bounced his abs off her ass. Both of their hair was smooth and fine, with a few traces of curls. Liberated from his ponytail his hung down just above his shoulder blades and parted slightly over his pecs. He'd never once wore his hair with its natural curls and texture since becoming an adult. Perhaps that was one thing he'd change as he spent more time with Penny.

After the third thrust and a taste of excellent Texan recoil the guiding hand on her hip seemed superfluous, so he slipped it off her smooth, wet skin and grabbed the knob to control the shower nearly in front of her face. Hitting a few buttons and turning the nob, the shower head at the top stopped spraying water down on her face and head, and all of the jets in the walls to the sides and beneath them turned on, spraying them in a steamy mist. If it felt half as tingly on her body as it did his balls and ass he expected it would work faster than her fingers to make her cum.

"I know Lilith Lust too, if you really wanna watch me fuck a porn star." Theo whispered in her ear as his left hand found her left tit and fondled it with as much respect as Penny's body deserved. Of course, he was always careful with his words. Now if she wanted to fuck a girl, she'd need to ask him for it. Maybe even beg.
 
Penny had worked herself into that perfect, steady rhythm that would consistently get her where she wanted to go just before she heard someone step into the shower. Just as she was about to turn around and offer Theo a quick fuck, he had her pressed against the wall. They said 'great minds think alike'. Fingers were moved to make room for his massive cock, bracing herself on the shower wall as she slowly, but just as eagerly pushed back until he was full hilt inside of her.

"Oh fuck, Theo!" the acoustics of the shower let even the quietest words echo a little louder. This had become her favorite feeling in the world over the course of their two wild nights together.

Penny had seen all the buttons and gadgets on the shower handle and hadn't been brave enough to press anything. After all she was just here for a shower and a quick fap, at least until Theo pulled up and turned it into another fuckfest.

The little Texan beauty bounced that perfect ass off of his hips while he messed with the controls and covered them with a warm almost mist like spray of water. "Ooh! So that's what those do!" she giggled, nervous system confused on the two different sensations outside her body and inside her cunt. He knew what he was doing for sure. Penny had never doubted that in bed since that first night, but she had a feeling he knew a lot more than even she did. More than ever, she was hoping he'd stick around a little bit longer.

The wetness of the shower made those slapping sounds even more delicious. In all of the years of being a little slut (all three of them), this was by far the most fun she had had on any dick much less on the same dick more than once. "I don't know who Lilith Lust is, but who says I want to watch you fuck a porn star?" Penny gave him that cocky grin, picking up the pace as she got closer with that image in mind. "I'd rather be sandwiched in between you two. Face suffocating in tiddies and all!!"
 
Both hands were on her breasts now, rubbing in the soap that she'd barely considered before moving on to flicking her bean. Those perky b cups were a perfect fit in the palm of his hands, rolling those diamond nipples against his skin as their bodies crashed together again and again. He would be happy to know that her impression of him in bed was 'has a big dick and knows what to do with it' ordinarily he wasn't so confident in that regard. His cousin Augy was the casanova of the family, playing his charm and wealth to women on either side of him whenever he wanted- often women who didn't care about his steady girlfriend. Theo had had different experiences with the fairer sex. White girls more concerned with how dark he was, black girls more concerned with how light he was, all girls concerned with how rich he was. Those lines of perception mixed so well in their interactions that Theo had just become exhausted by the whole thing, not to mention needing to be concerned with how he was being perceived by the entire family.

That's why, after college, he had just stuck with Phantasies girls. It was easier, less complicated than trying to date in this crazy world, and there was never any worry about catching feelings or complications if people forgot what their role was. If it was all a transaction, a paid for performance, then the lines that might have been obscured and confused. Plus IUD's were more of an industry standard than they were in the general populace. Bastards begetting bastards was for Game of Thrones, not the life that he was living. Even still, Penny was the first black girl that Theo had really fucked with since he was a teenager. One summer house party with a white girl debutante with beautiful princess disorder had given Theo a type that bordered on a form of self-harm more often than not.

With Penny though, things were just-good. Now that he'd had a talk with Scar he knew where they stood, they were for fun. For pleasure. For health. And if that cost him a little bit of wealth without any agreed upon contracts then that didn't mean much in the long run did it? Fuck, her ass looked so pretty shaking from those back shots. As he fucked away her ability to walk or think his eyes ran over her body, his hands still playing with her breasts. No tattoos, no piercings, no sense of fashion or possession over the things in her life. Scarlet was right, he really could mold her into whatever he wanted her to be. And in that moment, while he watched her thigh start to twitch and her legs give way, he realized that he had someone that could just be his without any interference from his family.

It was kind of fucked that he was starting to understand the old goombahs who spent so much of their time smoking around Alphonse Di Capri's pools and boats, watching barely legal coeds walk around in g-strings serving them drinks and cunt. He stopped thinking about his family for a second as his bitch breaker escaped from Penny's convulsing clutches, his hands guiding the whore to the shower floor, turning her around to kneel and face him.

Was it his hand or hers stroking him to paint her face from chin to hairline with all of his lust as the steamy-mist condensed on their god-like skin? Either way, as his balls spasmed the last shots Theo made a pronouncement in his barely there voice.

"I'm heading out to the casino on the Rez in Jeffersonia this weekend, ever been?"
 
While Theo's mind was working overtime analyzing what he was sticking his dick into and where they could be going from here, Penny simply didn't think. Her mind was blank outside of the pure pleasure he was giving to her, and all the new sensations inside and outside of her body. For Penny, everything was about living in the moment because you never knew when it'd be your last. If this was her last fuck and lightning were to strike her down today, she didn't want to spend her last moments overthinking bullshit that wasn't relevant at the moment. Penny wasn't on any journey of self-discovery or eternal peace, she wasn't looking to catch dick she could marry, but if Penny had to chose a dick to hang around with for a while, Theo's was definitely in her top three dicks to do that with.

Penny got the sense that Theo didn't quite know who he was yet, and she was more than happy to help him find his center whether it was just for a few months and wild vacations.

As she dropped to her knees and looked up at him, a slow smile scrawled across her fuckable pink lips, while she stroked his load all over that pretty face Scar kept complimenting earlier. The mist from the shower quickly rinsed away the evidence. "No, I've never been out that way, actually. Haven't wandered too far away from work and school the two years I've been around, but if you're asking me out on a date, then the answer is yes!" the smile was bright and reached her eyes fully, as if she couldn't wait for their next moment.

And then she flopped back onto the floor and sat there for a long minute because after all night of stretching her cunt and a nice hard morning round, Penny finally seemed to be tapped out and too sore to get herself back up. "Especially if I get fucked stupid like that again!" she chirped despite her aching cunt and her ass being firmly planted on the shower floor.
 
Theo could only laugh at the whore on the floor of his shower as he leaned over her and turned the water off, dripping down his body as he looked at her with one of the largest smiles he'd ever worn in his life. Parting was such sweet sorrow, but there did come a time when both of them needed to go back to their lives. Theo equipped her with the keys to his car, an old hoodie from his fraternity and a pair of baggy sweatpants (all of which replacing the expensive dress shirt that she had stolen instead.) He didn't decide to take her down to the garage himself, because he knew that if he did he wouldn't be able to resist driving her home, and if he drove her home than they would never get anything done. Instead he ordered her an uber to pick her up at the front of the building. Standing in front of the elevator he cupped her face and then leaned down and kissed her forehead chastely as a goodbye, having already slipped another $1000 in the pocket of his hoodie that he expected her to find when she got home. If she didn't notice the weight of it pressed against her belly already.

"Just leave the keys in the cupholder, I'm sure it'll be fine." Those were the last words he said to her as he watched the doors to the elevator close behind her and take her down all of the floors to the parking garage below. Somehow she looked even more adorable with her wet hair and one of her shoes in her hands. It was painful to look away from her. There was no concern that someone might steal his car with the keys in it. The parking garage had enough security between the Di Capri men who regularly went in and out, the police headquarters only a few blocks down and the buildings own security that he did not think anyone would ever be so stupid as to try to steal his car. Particularly since the name 'Di Capri' was on the parking spot.

He never considered the idea that someone might try to steal his girl however.

Melanie and Amelia Di Capri were closer to sisters than cousins when it came to Theo. He had been eight years old when Marco 'The Corsican' Casanova, family lawyer and consigliere had pulled him out of the dope den that his mother called an apartment and brought him to live in the mansion with the rest of the family. Melanie was only two years older, Augy a year old and Amelia two years younger. They'd done what they could, been as loving and friendly as possible and he loved them back, but everyone was only as good as their environment allowed.

Right now both women were waiting in Melanie's convertible in the parking garage beneath Theo's, scoping out his car like they were the gangster and he was the target. Melanie had thrown on the first dress that she could find in her closet when Amelia came banging on her door, mixing it with the sunglasses in the dark garage and she looked like she was somewhere between walk of shame and hair of the dog. The long island ice tea in her metal cup that she sucked out through a straw settled the debate. It took a lot to run a club, and sometimes that meant coke, and if you're bouncing through your work on uppers you're going to say yes to a few drinks, and then a few drinks are going to become a few drinks more, before finally you end up stumbling back to your mansion early in the morning pretending that you have your life together.

Amelia, on the other hand, was too young to get hangovers and put herself together nicely in a black skirt and a flowery dress. All rainbows, sunshine and unicorns. She'd gotten bored of waiting and run out of the car to do two things: first, she checked Theo's car, peering through the tinted windows to see if there were any clues. Second, she went to Starbucks.

"Oh she's definitely still up there Mel, I saw a heel and a dress. Dress had a stain on it too." Amelia's smile was mischievous but Melanie could not care less, despite being the one who had first brought home the tip about Theo's new cormare. They both knew that that didn't sound like Theo at all, but of course, nothing of what Melanie had heard last night sounded like Theo at all. Still, she just groaned and contemplated the mixed taste of iced tea and coffee.

"Look there she is!" Amelia squealed as mutedly as possible, Melanie groaned and Amelia didn't have the shame to even say sorry as she hurried out of the car and came up behind Penny and tapped her on the back when she was bent over getting her dress.

"Oh my GOD! You're even prettier than Melanie said! Hi, I'm Amelia, Theo's cousin. Let's go shopping!"
 
Porscha had once described Penny's personality as whiplash in a cute little fun sized package. Penny hadn't quite understood what her friend meant back then, but for the first time in her life she sort of got it.

The brunette whore-in-the-making blinked too many times in the sixty seconds it took for this strange girl's words to register in her cum-drunk brain, wondering firstly why her life had ended up this series of crazy events with rich people, and secondly trying to figure out how this girl snuck up behind her without ever hearing a thing. Her hand was on her dress when she suddenly jumped up in confusion, turning to look at the new character entering her story.

"Melanie said I was pretty?" That was what came out of her mouth, however, and it was unrelated to any other thoughts in that pretty little head of hers. Chocolate eyes cast across the parking garage over at Melanie's car and she gave an exhausted little wave to the other hungover woman across the way, and couldn't help but feel like she was partially there against her will. But if there was one thing the college girl was good at, it was rolling with the punches. So far the circumstances of her currently weekend had only lead to more fun times, and sure school work was still there but she could more than handle that later as long as shopping didn't take too long. Penny could feel the energy vibrating off of Amelia and the hangover disappeared almost instantly, and while it took her a moment for her brain to register everything, she instantly liked this new cousin of Theo's.

"I mean, I don't have a ton of time. I'm at HCU and I really need to make sure I get my homework done... Plus I'm sort of broke and don't have much money to shop with, but I mean I guess I can go with for a little bit but Theo's gonna be worried if I miss my Uber so you at least have to take a photo and make it look like a kidnapping for funsies?" Penny suggested, not wanting Theo to realize she never got into the Uber and then lose his shit thinking the worst had happened to her. "I mean, if I'm going to stress a man out I might as well have fun with it right?"

Penny shoved her hands and her dress in the hoodie that now belonged to her no matter what Theo thought on the matter. Her face twisted in confusion when she found the bundle of cash. It took all her willpower not to bite her lip and text Theo to see if he'd send her more money to go shopping with his cousins. No, then she'd have to work for it and now was not the time for that.

Money? Work?

It's not a big deal, you're not a whore he's just being nice!! she lied to herself before a bright grin spread across her lips. "I'm Penny by the way, it's nice to meet you Amelia! Sure, let's go shopping if ya'll don't mind giving me a ride back towards campus afterwards?" She put on her heels, looking ridiculous in oversized clothes but hella comfortable. "You guys were waiting out here for me, weren't you?"
 
Ping-pong. That's what it was like trying to follow Penny's sentences from one line of thought to another. At first it seemed like she was turning down the offer for a shopping trip, pleading out on account of schoolwork. Which, to be perfectly fair wasn't an excuse that wasn't going to work on Amelia. She had just graduated herself and she knew all of the ways that one could justify skipping class or being late with homework. After all, when you had buildings named after you and endowment fund level money, there wasn't much that you couldn't get away with at HCU. Which itself was plenty telling when HCU was probably the city's least corrupt of lasting institutions. But back to Penny, she went from pleading academia to pleading poverty, another easy solution for Amelia, and before Amelia could even point out that she'd gladly put all the expenses on their limitless Black card. Before she could even bring that up, Penny had found her third reason to not go with: worrying Theo about the Uber. And before Amelia could even think of how to explain to Penny that they'd be able to smooth that over, she'd jumped straight to faking a kidnapping, and that was the moment where Amelia realized she needed to do coke with this bitch.

"Cuz doesn't show out with girls often. So that was already a special occasion. But then the shit Mel was saying you guys got into at the party-whoo-" Amelia fanned herself with her hand as if she was scandalized. " That is not our Theo," Amelia crossed herself sacrilegiously as if the man who Penny had fucked in public multiple times last night and then fucked even more in private was some kind of saint. "So of course I just had to see what the girl who got all that going on looked like in the morning." Amelia said, admiring the whore as if she were some kind of legend already, taking in the lack of makeup on her pretty face, the water still in her hair, Theo's hoodie, Theo's sweatpants rolling low on her hips and then the fuck-me heels she had come to retrieve.

"If you ever get bored of my cousin you can always come hang out with me." Amelia teased as they made their way back to Melanie's car, depositing Penny in the backseat, tossing some furry handcuffs on her wrists and then shoving a tennis ball into her mouth as a gag. It was only a little thicker than Theo's cock but neither of his cousins knew that when they took the selfie of the three of them and sent it to Theo with the message: you can cancel the Uber, we're taking your goomah shopping. Love you cuz, kisses.

Theo's apartment building was close to downtown, so it wasn't long at all before they were pulling into a reserved parking spot beneath Haven City's most exclusive department stores. As a joke Amelia kept the ball and restraints on Penny for the short ride before helping her take them out.

"Now let's get you into some real clothes." Amelia giggled while Melanie groaned, finishing off her hair of the dog before the three of them went to the elavtor that would take Penny to a different kind of lap of luxury.
 
It was a short drive, but Penny had to admit this was almost more fun than staying in bed with Theo all day would have turned out. I mean, how often did a bitch get to ride around in a fancy car in fuzzy handcuffs and a ball gag? This sort of shit was exactly Penny's vibe, and suddenly her hangover was gone and she was ready for whatever the day was going to throw at her.

There was a small part of her brain, way back in the logic part of her brain that still told her when something was going too far, that was warning her she was already in too deep. Fucking Theo and accepting his money for it was one thing. Sex in the club, shots till she couldn't remember, sloppy sex on every surface of his apartment: these were all part of the fun and of their newly formed dynamic. Shopping and making jokes with his cousins, sending him proof of it, letting them spend money on her? That seemed riskier. Like Penny was getting attached. Amelia and Mel seemed to think she was different from the other women Theo kept the company of. What made her so special? Penny lost that thought as they pulled up to the building in which they would commence their day on the town.

Penny had grown up enjoying the small country town life; the mill was the main job for most folk, there were some farms around the immediate area, and the shops in the town were usually run by locals. Sure, there was a Walmart for the broke folk, but if you wanted any sort of real shopping or action you needed to drive south to Austin or head out to Dallas for a real wild time. However, Penny hadn't really been big into fashion like her sisters. By the time she had come along she was the youngest of three daughters and was allowed to run rampant with her brothers in true tomboy fashion. Up until boys started looking at her, she was more likely to be found in overalls and braces and her wild hair pulled back in braids so that her mother wouldn't have to manage her hair more than necessary. Any other woman probably would have squealed with delight at the brand names and the organized racks of expensive purses and outfits in the season's colors, but Penny was stunned silent by something entirely different. Luxe was an understatement for the place.

Were those gold trimmings around the columns? Holy shit that display case of watches didn't even have visible price tags on them, clearly meant for people who had enough money not to care about price tags. The college co-ed was fairly sure that these floors were made of real marble with the way Mel's heels clicked on the fine material. Mel wandered over to a very well dressed salesman and spoke to him like old friends while Amelia dragged Penny over to a rack of party dresses.

"Oooh maybe we can all go out and have a GIRLS NIGHT!" Amelia squealed as she pulled out a shimmery gold dress with the best sewed-on sequins Penny had ever seen. Penny choked on the $1,800 price tag attached to it. Amelia turned and cast her eyes over Penny's body.

"They're setting us up a dressing room. No point trying to figure out what size she is until we see the goods," Mel slipped back over with a mimosa in her hand, handing another one to Penny as if she knew the new girl was going to desperately need one to get through this. "Here's how this works, Penny. They set us up with a nice little private dressing room. They'll do some measurements to make sure we're grabbing you the right size everything, and then you two can walk around and pick out whatever you want and the salespeople will bring them over to the room."

"You're not going to walk around with us?!" Amelia already had an arm full of dresses in the two minutes it took Mel to explain that.

"Oh no, I wouldn't want to barge in on your bonding!" Mel laughed and then walked her way back to the dressing room they were setting up for the trio.

"Nah, she just wants to catch a ten minute nap in a dark room while we're busy." Penny read Mel like a book and didn't even judge her for it. The pile of clothes Amelia handed the saleslady that came to grab Penny for measurements probably ran around the same amount as Penny's student loans, and Porscha's voice was making all sorts of snide remarks in her head. Penny couldn't remember being measured for anything outside of her prom dress, not that she even attended that in the end, so it was awkward having someone run a measuring tape up your inseam and across your chest.

Penny was starting to realize she was in a whole different world now as Amelia forced her into garment after garment, sexy bras and underwear a plenty, making Penny pose in front of the full length mirrors. For her part, Penny felt like a little doll for Amelia's amusement, and even Mel seemed to pep up after a fourth glass of champagne and a quick nap.
 
I love my cousins. I love my cousins. I love my cousins.

Theo repeated to the maxims in triplicate to himself repeatedly throughout his day. Often resisting the temptation to text some of his Haitian cousins and instruct them to go find Penny at whatever luxury shopping mall that the sisters had taken her to, throw her over their shoulder, and drag her back to either her dorm or his apartment. Each time the thought ocurred to him a different reason to defer followed soon after it.

A first objection to his plan was that one set of cousins knowing about Penny was already too much trouble for his live as it was. The Haitian cousins might not take her out to shop and pump her for information of all of their escapades at the club (Theo was certain Melonie would have Penny cracked and spilling every detail and thought before the day was done) but they could be bad influences in a bunch of other ways. Mentioning how many white goomahs he'd had before, being overly happy that he was dating a 'nice sista' now, telling her about his nature as a child before moving to 'the big house.' Perhaps worst of all, they might instead introduce her to his mother. Which was a thought that reminded Theo of how similar his mother's response to Mardi Gras beads might be to his goomah's.

Objection deux was the practicality of sending a Haitian hit squad to do work that was not in their ordinary purview. Sure the men had been policemen, soldiers and gangsters were they were helping to run Port-au-Prince and he had no doubt that they could do what he asked (assuming they didn't fuck it up for a laugh) but it wasn't the type of work he normally sent them on. No machine guns would be needed, and in theory guns at all would be a liability. No, he'd save their first meeting with Penny for a time when she was actually kidnapped, and leave the aftermath to multiple psychiatrists.

Finally, even if he didn't have any other reason not to send the Haitian hit squad, the only picture of Penny that he had available to him was the one she had sent with the ball gag and handcuffs in her mouth. Those were already going to be enough of a topic of conversation for one lifetime as it was.

No, there was no way to extricate himself from this situation with a shred of dignity remaining, so Theo instead went to work. One of the many benefits of being rich, and a mafioso, was that he could mostly make up his own hours for the work he did for the company, so long it would pass the scrutiny of an audit on the back end. Some weeks, he didn't stop hopping from jet to jet for a whole month. Others, he was able to stay in Haven City for five days in a row. Since it was the planting season Theo wouldn't be making many visits to the lemon farms that they had all over the coast for a while. Instead, the brewery would need a visit in the next few days, just to double check the vintages that they were putting out. Looking over the agricultural data from the last three years, and pairing it with the sales data from the same period of time, Theo was able to make his own guesses at how this years products were going to sell and where they were going to sell best. This let him start working with his travel adviser on where he was going to go when and how best to get there. It was a lot of logistics, the nerdiest part of his business, but it was also his favorite part. Planning out business strategy, writing reports, planning ahead. They all made him feel like an ordinary guy. And then he shifted over to looking at crime reports and news for the countries he was already planning on visiting. It was fascinating how things like trade agreements impacted sales less than record label business and narcotics arrests.

Of course, Theo understood the correlation, but it did not show up so obviously on paper.

Finally, when it was getting close to dinner time, Theo shot Penny a text.

"Still kidnapped? I know this might be forward, but if you wanted to do any modelling work or be an extra in an advertisement or something, I could talk to some people about it. If you're interested that is."
 
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