veni, vidi, vici

I'm the best of the best. Elizabeth Bradshaw.

[bradshawelizabeth]

agent-derek-levine‌:

“Hmm maybe you’re right about that but we’d have a lot of hot sex before we got to that part.” He playfully nudged her with his arm. “I’m sorry but you know it’s true.” He put the chicken pieces into the stove and pushed it around with a spoon. “It would definitely take someone special but I don’t think it would be the worst thing. Think about the tax benefits.” He said jokingly. “Damn my master plan has been revealed. Now you’ll never say yes. It’s so sad.”

“How do you know the sex would be hot?” She teased. “I have a theory -when it came down to it, I think you’d buckle under pressure,” she joked, looking next to him with a grin. “I’m sure I’ll be okay but for the record, how would you have done it? This supposed proposal, I mean? Do doves fly overhead and when I’m really distracted, you ride on by on an elephant and pop the question? Or is white tiger more your style of delivery?” She grinned, making her way to the bench where she poured herself some wine, and then him, pushing the glass of wine towards him. 

[bradshawelizabeth]

floraallen‌:

“Nothing…”

“Uh...are you drunk?”

[bradshawelizabeth]

agent-derek-levine‌:

“Okay so this is a first time for both of us. I promise we can take it slow.” He said jokingly. He placed the chicken on the cutting board and grabbed a knife. “That makes sense. No samonella and some salt. At least we won’t starve. Maybe the second time for us might be better. We will add cooking to our training sessions.” He smirked as he began to cut up the chicken. “I guess if we were married or something we’d be the couple with a private chef because we can’t cook.”

She couldn’t help but blush at his words and looked away quickly. “I think if we were married, we would totally kill each other before we had time to hire a private chef,” she laughed, chopping up vegetables and then turning to him. “But I didn’t take you for the marrying sort of person -does that mean you choose me?” She joked. “This whole time, these training sessions where just some way to sneak in a marriage proposal?” 

[bradshawelizabeth]

“Oh, my God, what are you doing?” 

[bradshawelizabeth]

salvatoretoby‌:

“I know. You have some mad strength there.” Toby chuckled. He grabbed his phone out of his back pocket to search through his phone. He frowned before coming across a picture. “Well, this is her, and you can see her face, among other things.” He warned her before showing her his phone. “You know I’ll pay you well.”

She took the phone tentatively out of his hand and pulled a face when the photo came into focus. She stared at it for a moment, her mouth down-turned and then handed it back, wordlessly. “Well, I guess I can see the appeal,” she said and then shrugged. “I have no use for money, Toby, I need a favour from you as well. I know your company deals with investments for one of my biggest competitors, now I’m not asking you to do anything...illegal...but I just need the name of their head of investments and a phone number. That’s it. One phone number and this girl with the flexible legs goes away.”

[bradshawelizabeth]

mrjoevanderbilt‌:

I think the answer to those questions would be: yes and yes. You don’t think I can pay it? I own Vanderbilt Industries, of course I can pay it. Unless you want something else? [he raised an eyebrow] I never really considered it because you’re not my type, but I guess you’re not unattractive, so my place or yours?

Uh. Ew. No. Do you think everyone wants you to drop their pants and exchange sex for everything? You need to get that checked out. Either by a therapist or a doctor to make sure you don’t...you know. No, I don’t want to have sex with you. I need a no questions asked favour. It means I’ll call you, whenever I like, and I get one thing and you can’t say no, no matter what it is. 

[bet-gar-giris]

[bradshawelizabeth]

salvatoretoby‌:

“Alright. Her name is-hold on.” Toby pulled out his phone from his pocket and looked through his messages till he found the one his FBI friend sent him of the woman’s name. “Okay. It’s Amelia Oliver. She’s staying at the local hotel right now.” He told her before shrugging. “I don’t even know. If we did have sex, I guess my dick is just that powerful. Who knows.” He chuckled. “Well, you aren’t wrong. Look at that. I knew you’d come around to flirt with me eventually.” He teased.

Liz kept her straight face and nodded. “Of course, it’s a miracle we’ve carried on in this conversation without me stripping right here and right now demanding you to take me on that bus bench right there,” she rolled her eyes. “Right, Amelia Oliver. I need a picture, if you have one. And do you want a run of the mill scaring or the full Elizabeth Bradshaw service? Because that’ll cost you.”

[bradshawelizabeth]

mrjoevanderbilt‌:

I just need you to background check this new assistant I want to hire. So do you want cash or a cheque?

And you think I can do that? Just because my dad is the director, you think I can just pull some strings and get you a full government background check? Because I can. But it comes at a price and I really don’t think you can pay it.

[bradshawelizabeth]

agent-derek-levine‌:

“Look, cooking isn’t my specialty but we’re snowed in and I’m getting hungry. I’m sure you are too so how do you cook chicken?”

“Oh,” she nodded. “That makes sense, but I’m warning you now, I’m terrible at cooking so this is only for sustenance, not taste. So no making fun of me.” She smiled. “I think chicken has to be cooked all the way through otherwise you could get salmonella. And you know, use salt?” 

[bradshawelizabeth]

salvatoretoby‌:

“I knew you wouldn’t let me down, Liz. Trust me, I am 110 percent sure.” Toby told her. “I don’t even remember fucking her. I’m sure I’d remember her, she’s psychotic.”

“Well, I’m going to need more information about this mystery woman -what has she done to warrant the psycho label?” Liz crossed her arms over her chest and smirked. “So how did you meet this charmer? And she’s clearly smitten by you, isn’t she? Who can blame her,” she teased. 

[bradshawelizabeth]

salvatoretoby‌:

“Let’s just say I know you are ruthless enough to do it.” Toby replied. “This woman needs to get it through her head that we’re never going to happen. I just want you to scare her.”

“Well, I am pretty ruthless, you’ve come to the right person for some classic fear tactics,” she grinned. “Who’s the girl and what’s the problem with her? First of all, are you sure you don’t like her?” 

[bradshawelizabeth]

Liz laughed slightly before her expression changed. “Oh, my god, you’re serious. You need my help? Me? You must be really desperate to come to me.”

[bradshawelizabeth]

agent-derek-levine‌:

Derek shook his head. “You’re the last person I’d want to stand up, Bradshaw.” He said reassuringly. He walked to the door and unlocked it.”It might be best if we have our training session today. I could do with the distraction.”He pushed the door open and waited for Liz to join him. “I guess I owe you an explanation, uhhh I was Sapphire today and she told me she going to stay married to Carter.”Derek didn’t want to bother Liz but he knew he owed her an explanation as to why he was late. 

“I’m the last person you want to stand up? What does that mean?” She asked, confused and slightly blushing. Thank goodness it was dark, or he would see the flush spreading across her cheek. “That’s good because I was ready for a training session, I have been psyching myself up for it all morning, so I have heaps of adrenaline rushing through my body,” she punched him lightly in the shoulder. “Sapphire’s going to stay with him? But...why?” She blurted out. “And how do you...feel about that?” 

[bradshawelizabeth]

montclair-mason‌:

“Totally unnecessary. I think we can just throw the idea out altogether. – No, I want you there, bells and all, now. If you don’t have them, you’re not allowed in. I want… to reconnect with Flora. We’ve had a… difficult friendship, since everything went down, and… I want to make things better between us again. You seem like the best person to ask.”

“I’ll only be allowed in if I have bells? Sounds like it’s going to be the best party ever, to be honest Mason,” she began to laugh, picturing herself in the getup. “Flora?” Liz was surprised, that being the last thing she had expected him to say, or in fact, the last person she had assumed he would talk about. “I’m the best person to ask? You know Flora and I have just rekindled our relationship, right? And by that, I mean we had this weird, really polite lunch. Are you sure you want to ask me, and not like one of her really good friends?”

[bradshawelizabeth]

agent-derek-levine‌:

@bradshawelizabeth

Derek asked Liz to meet him at his house at 7 pm but after his weird meeting with Sapphire earlier, he was late. He sped into the driveway and quickly got out of the car. “I’m late.. I’m sorry.” He said as he approached Liz. “Let’s just say today has been a mess.” 

She had felt like a total stalker, sitting on his front steps with a coffee and her purse, and she was glad he showed up. “I was beginning to think you’d stood me up or something,” she joked and shrugged. “It’s okay, I wasn’t waiting very long anyway,” she smiled. “We can do this another time if you don’t feel up to it?” 

[kieraknightley]