Shadowlace
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Olivia Desperito sat in her office looking over the candidates for her new personal attendant. She had many a selection from with in her organizations thousands of toys. Unlike her associates who seemed more the classic cut of gangster she did not fancy a young girl to attend to her 'needs'.
Olivia had come up from being the brat of some low level thug in this organization to the head of the family via her sheer cunning. her father told her they were gonna switch from doing gambling parlors and what not to human trafficking and that he might be out on the street, Olivia took action. The girl a mere 16 years old went out and befriended girls, mostly younger runaways and outcasts, and would than take them to her fathers capo. She grew bolder taking older girls while changing and other such tactics.
Through these tactics she had amassed a plethora of girls in her fathers organization. She was well feared by her fathers' friends especially as she challenged her fathers' boss and won. She continued on making her part of the family as strong as possible. Her men respected and feared her as many of the fools who had thought to challenge or threaten her ended up dead.
When the opportunity came to take over the family, she seized it. She took out the old regime and put in the new. Now after ten years she is one of the youngest dons' in history. The 26 year old red head looked over the newest recruits in the organization and was trying to find a new attendant. She wanted a guy, and thus went with one of the many mooks she had.
She had picked a promising one and he was on his way here. She though wanted the whole situation to seem he wasn't her pick. She had chosen today to meet him as she was gonna be in her office. She wore her designer yellow suit with suit jacket. Her red hair flowed free and her glasses were on. She had never really had a male attendant and was excited to see what fun she could have. She hadn't really slept with a man since she was 16, and thus she was wondering if she, like her male counterparts, could sleep with him. She let her tongue roll over her ruby stained lips her thoughts dancing until the door to her office was rapt upon.
Olivia had come up from being the brat of some low level thug in this organization to the head of the family via her sheer cunning. her father told her they were gonna switch from doing gambling parlors and what not to human trafficking and that he might be out on the street, Olivia took action. The girl a mere 16 years old went out and befriended girls, mostly younger runaways and outcasts, and would than take them to her fathers capo. She grew bolder taking older girls while changing and other such tactics.
Through these tactics she had amassed a plethora of girls in her fathers organization. She was well feared by her fathers' friends especially as she challenged her fathers' boss and won. She continued on making her part of the family as strong as possible. Her men respected and feared her as many of the fools who had thought to challenge or threaten her ended up dead.
When the opportunity came to take over the family, she seized it. She took out the old regime and put in the new. Now after ten years she is one of the youngest dons' in history. The 26 year old red head looked over the newest recruits in the organization and was trying to find a new attendant. She wanted a guy, and thus went with one of the many mooks she had.
She had picked a promising one and he was on his way here. She though wanted the whole situation to seem he wasn't her pick. She had chosen today to meet him as she was gonna be in her office. She wore her designer yellow suit with suit jacket. Her red hair flowed free and her glasses were on. She had never really had a male attendant and was excited to see what fun she could have. She hadn't really slept with a man since she was 16, and thus she was wondering if she, like her male counterparts, could sleep with him. She let her tongue roll over her ruby stained lips her thoughts dancing until the door to her office was rapt upon.