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Nova Wells // Nadya Kingsley 

[maddox-sisero]

He was happily spending some time at the Gusto del Paradiso, having coffee and maybe something to eat, everything back at the warehouse was running smoothly as it did most days of course and so he had a few hours to spare, if anything happened his guys had strict orders on what to do, he was finishing his pastry when someone he truly didn’t expect to see here came in. He was pretty sure she was one of the irish in fact wasn’t she one that tried to meddle in Luca’s business? But enough conflict had happened recently and maybe she just wanted good food, Irish just had potatoes, beer and whiskey. “Lovely day isn’t it? I recommend the tiramisu.”

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[nadya-kingsley]

It had only been a few days since the shit show of a gala, and Luca D’amore was already back to being a royal pain in her ass. She needed to regain the upper hand and keep the pompous prick in his place. She needed leverage -- which was how Nadya found herself sitting at one of the few empty tables in the bustling Gusto del Paradiso, sipping on a cup of coffee and nibbling at a pastry. Traveling into Italian territory was always risky, but Nadya was more than capable of laying low and flying under the radar. And the risk was well worth it in her eyes, especially if it meant she could wipe the arrogant smirk off of Luca’s face the next time they crossed paths. 

A voice caught the brunette's attention, causing her to lift her head in search of its owner. “It was,” Nadya heaved a sigh, setting down her cup of coffee to properly peer at the bloke who had interrupted her thoughts. The arms dealer vaguely recognized the male trying to make conversation. If her memory was correct, Nadya faintly remembered spotting him with D’amore on a few occasions. So, he clearly ran with the Italians. But who was he to the Italians? Was he one of Luca’s lackeys who followed him around like a lost puppy? Or was he higher up on the food chain? Part of her hoped she had stumbled onto a weak link in Luca’s inner circle. The though of weaseling her way into D’amore’s circle and fucking his shit up from the inside was incredibly amusing.

She leaned forward in her chair, resting her elbows on the tabletop. “Sorry, do I know you?” Nadya asked with a tilt of her head.  

{ @maddox-sisero }

[nadya-kingsley]

He shook his head and smiled at her. “Don’t need to ruin anything she’s in on. Just here if I’m needed.” He sighed and raised a brow, “you mean the gossip hasn’t got around to you?” He chuckled finding Elsie out in the crowd. “We were married once. I left her, because I was a dumbass and now I want her back. The rest is up to her.”

Nadya followed Daniel’s eyes, peering over her shoulder to gaze at the reaper among the crowd of partygoers. She certainly looked elegant in her gown, but Nadya didn’t let the sheer lace fool her -- Elsie Kane was a she-wolf in sheep’s clothing. A hunter. Nadya was surprised she left Daniel alive and breathing. “Yeah, you’re a dumbass alright,” the arms dealer agreed before turning back to face the runner. “But what man isn’t?”

 “Why’d you leave her?” She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. “Scared of commitment? Or were you chasing another woman?” Nadya could care less about Daniel’s love life. Loyalty, on the other hand, was something the brunette did care about. If the runner had no qualms about leaving his wife behind, who's to say he wouldn’t do the same to the Irish?

{ @danielincoln }

[diamondconfessions]

best dressed ladies at tonights event?

What? You really expect me to narrow this down? The women always outshine the men when it comes to formal events, there’s no contest.

I didn’t see a single bad outfit among the ladies this evening–which is saying something, considering judging fashion is, you know, my favorite thing to do. But I’ve highlighted a few women who caught my eye this evening.

I suppose we can’t leave the birthday girl out of this line-up–Bunny Golightly dressed like a princess for the evening, and in her sparkling, princess-style baby pink gown, it shows. Alexandra Rosthchild showed up in a vision of champagne and shimmers, reminiscent of a fairy gracing the rest of the world with her presence.

Step aside, Elsa–Ivanna Mikhailov dressed like an ice queen any frozen heiress would be envious of. If anyone ever doubted the ability of the Russians to dress for such an event, Ivanna Mikhailov put them in the ground with her shimmering ice blue dress with a plunging neckline. To die for.

Melanie Derrieux is the queen of fashion for a reason, and not only did the designer wow us with an ensemble of two outfits for the evening, but her tribute to a theme of dazzling blue to accent her ivory skin and honey-colored hair makes her a magnificent treat of cold and warm tones on a hot summer evening. Complementing her cold to hot for the Corsicans is Vivienne Menteries, an absolute red hot vision in a revealing silk ensemble.

Anyone who says black is boring has clearly never met Nadya Kingsley. The Irish weapons dealer stunned the crowed with her glittering dress with a slit along the thigh, the effect shining like a thousand stars twinkling in the sky.

And if anybody was looking for a fairy tale evening, they need look no further than Mariana Rosales and Lilianna Shu Lei–the two darlings of the evening channeled Cinderella in their ensembles and, dare I say, they pulled it off better than Disney’s iconic princess.

( @bunnyxgolightly / @mikhailovs / @derrieuxmelanie / @kllerxqveen / @nadya-kingsley / @princessrosales / @liliannashulei )

[danielincoln]

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He was fine standing in the corner by himself for the moment not really trying to draw attention to himself, when Nadya headed over. He raised a brow at her and sighed, “you decide to come join the boring people?” He cracked the joke at his own expense before taking a drink. 

[nadya-kingsley]

Nadya had been maneuvering her way through the crowd of partygoers, playing nice as she gathered intel from the unsuspecting elite when she spotted Daniel, tucked away in a corner. He was out of sight and out of mind to the majority of the crowd, but little escaped the arms dealer’s gaze. She should have just left him be, to sulk alone in his corner, but a lingering curiosity pulled the tall brunette towards him. 

“I'm surprised you’re not following Kane around like a lost puppy,” Nadya admitted, pausing to stand in front of him. “What’s the deal between you two anyway?” The arms dealer asked with a tilt of her head. 

{ @danielincoln }

[nadya-kingsley]

Nadya Kingsley ♣ Golightly Gala 

Event 01: A Star is Born

[matteomazzanti-blog1]

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     When Luca got fucked, Matteo got nights off. Those nights off led to him often getting lost in his own thoughts - and not in a good way. That’s when he tended to wander the streets. This time, instead of throwing himself a dumb pity party on New York’s sidewalks, he found himself at a pool bar. He was going to play against himself - and he’d even started to do so - before realizing how pathetic he probably looked. So, picking up his glass, he took a sip of the whiskey, looking around the room. His eyes landed on a very pretty brunette who didn’t seem to be with anybody, so he grabbed a spare cue, walking over to her. “You wanna join? I need somebody to play against - kinda sad to play alone, right…?”

[nadya-kingsley]

When Nadya closed a deal, she didn’t feel the need to celebrate what was already expected of her; instead, she jumped right back into the fray to set up her next deal. She did, however, allow herself to enjoy a drink in between clients. Which was how she found herself in a quaint, little pool bar nursing a glass of whiskey -- until a voice from beside her pulled the brunette's attention away from her drink.

She swiveled around on the barstool she had perched herself on to peer at the owner of the voice. Hazel eyes narrowing as she sized the male up. Nadya had been prepared to flat out decline his invitation, but what else was she going to do while she finished her drink? At least this way she could kick this guy’s ass and maybe score herself a few more drinks in the process. Nadya slid from her stool, plucking the spare pool cue from his hands. Even she had to admit playing pool by oneself was a sad affair. “I’ll play, but what do I get when I win?” She asked, taking another slow sip from her drink

{ @matteomazzanti }

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I like you / I hate you / I dislike you/ I love you / You are family / I would take a bullet for you / I would shoot you / I would lie to your face / I would say something cruel to you on purpose / I would say something cruel to you accidentally  / I would cheat on you / I would physically hurt you / You annoy me/ You amuse me / I’d laugh at you / I’d laugh with you / I’d manipulate you / You scare me / You confuse me / I wish I knew you better / I trust you / I don’t trust you / You inspire me / I consider you an equal / You are beneath me / You’re better than me / I would trust you with my life / I think you’re mean / I think you’re petty / I think you’re childish / I think you’re smart / I think you’re stupid / I think you’re a bad person / I think you’re a good person / I’m not sure what kind of person you are / I wish you would listen to me / I want to make you proud / I wish you would notice me / I want to impress you / I would hurt other people for you / I’m not sure how to make you happy / I’m a bad influence on you / You deserve better than me / We make a great team / I’d have a one night stand with you / I’d have a relationship with you / I would marry you / I fantasize about our life together / I would trust you with my most treasured belonging / I would tell you my darkest secrets / You disgust me / You intimidate me / I hope I intimidate you / I’d hug you / I’d let you hug me  / I’m scared of losing you / I don’t think you like me / I want to be better for you / I respect you / I don’t respect you / You’re my mentor / You’re my friend / You’re my best friend / I have a crush on you / I could easily watch you die / I’d get drunk with you / I’d party with you / I’d comfort you / I’d prank you / I’d spike your drink / I’d act behind your back / I’d abandon you / I’d hurt you to get what I want / I would choose my happiness over yours / I would choose your happiness over mine / I despise how much I care for you / I need you / I’m dependent on you / I don’t know what I’d do without you / I’m scared of you leaving me / I’d give my life for you / You frustrate me / I’d call for you in a time of need / I would protect you / I’d visit you in hospital / I’d carry you if you were hurt / I’d feel guilty if I hurt you / I’d let you be near me when I am vulnerable / I’d ignore a phone call from you / I’d call you at 3am / I’d break you out of jail / I’d get angry at you / I would shout at you / You’re too loud / You’re too quiet / You’re too sensitive / You can’t take a joke / You embarrass me / I feel nothing for you / You’re reckless / You’re bossy / You bore me / I would ask your advice / I would blame you for something I did / I would cry in your arms / You have the power to hurt me more than anyone else /

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{ Nadya || Nova }

[hopesumners]

[wickedfatality]

Don’t ever back me into a corner expecting me to break.

                           I do not do gentle.

             I will take every single tear I shed on your behalf and use it as ammo in the war that you started.

                               I will fight until I can’t fight anymore and I will win.

Because while I might seem fragile to you

                  { I have won more battles than you could imagine }

        and I am stronger than any warrior this planet could muster up.

                                                        You bite me and I will bite back.

           The thing is ——

                                         —— my teeth are [ s h a r p e r  ] than yours.

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Phoebe Tonkin by Alexandra Nataf

[alexandervbarrett]

@ { with Nadya }

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

12:41 A.M. [ to “Kingsley” AKA “Ride or Die” ] Have you ever considered the side effects of our lifestyles? The perpetual isolation we condemn ourselves to?12:43 A.M. [ to “Kinglsey” AKA “Ride or Die” ] Oh well, enough of the sentiments. Sometimes it’s nice to pretend I have a heart. Think you can handle a job for me tonight?

( @nadya-kingsley​ )

[theycallhimraymond]

@nadya-kingsley

Flanagan’s was in full swing for the evening. Irish drinking music was floating in and out of speakers and ears, and the beer was flowing so fast it overflowed from most of the glasses it was poured into. Raymond’s, for example, sloshed onto his chin when he knocked it back and downed the entire pint in a single go. Setting it town on the bar with a crack, he turned and rubbed his hands together in some kind of devious motion, before halting when he saw Nadya before him. It was like getting caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

“Nope. No. It’s my day off, lass. Ain’t going anywhere, or doing anything but drinking myself under the fucking bar, aye? So you better be here to drink with me, and not drag me off to do fuck knows what. Look, I’ll even buy your booze for you.”

[nadya-kingsley]

Nadya didn’t bother asking around Lil Dublin for Raymond because the arms dealer knew exactly where the Irish underboss had sauntered off to for the night. If he wasn’t punching some poor bloke in the face, Raymond was certainly drinking them under the table at Flanagan’s. Making her way inside the bustling pub, Nadya instantly spotted Raymon’s figure perched at the bar - not that he was too terribly hard to spot in the first place with his hulking form. At first glance, most people would have been immediately intimidated by him but Nadya had spent enough time around him to realize that he was just a giant child. A crude and punch-happy child - but a child none the less. 

 “Oh, your day off is it?” The brunette asked, crossing her arms over her chest as she peered at the mountain of a man with a raised eyebrow. “Is this really how you want to spend it?” She asked, eyes flicking to the bartender who had made a move to refill Raymond’s glass. Under Nadya’s cool gaze, the bartender made his way past Raymond to tend to another patron. 

“You really can’t think of anything else you’d rather do?” 

{ @theycallhimraymond }

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Phoebe Tonkin for Matteau Journal

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