Home of Trinity Galeotti

Derek had been out an about for the day. Shopping for his sister, getting new clothes for his new job, when he saw a woman walking to her home. Shrugging, he watched her walk into her home as he drove past in his limo. Had to love being rich. Though of course he stopped the driver so he could get out. Making his way up to her front door, he frowned slightly. No wine as a gift. Alas that should get him a free pass to see her again. He knocked on her door, awaiting for her to answer.

Derek pulled down the cuffs of his dress shirt down and fixed the jacket of his suit whilst he waited. As soon as the door opened, he looked over the woman who answered the door. Quite beautiful he had to admit. "Pleasure Trinity, I am Derek," she introduced, taking her hand and kissing it. Such formality and he did it with all women.

He lifted his brow slightly at her question but smirked. "Well I don't need anything in particular, but I figure a glass of wine and a little chit chat won't hurt would it?" he offered with a flashy grin.

Derek lifted his brow as she pulled her hand away. A simple hello gesture and she turned it down? She was interesting, he had to admit. "Dually noted," he replied with a smile. He was not phased by a reaction like the one Trinity pulled. There were some who were tougher to crack than others. It was what made him look for those tough cookies. He liked a challenge. "I will not be anything but," he remarked simply.

He held up his hand in surrender and chuckled. "I will try my best," he mused in response before walking into her home, looking it over as he entered further. Nice for such a small home. He turned too look at Trinity. Now he had to see what this woman was about.

Derek could tell this woman was going to be difficult, and that she would enjoy making him work. Only natural though. If he wanted anything from her, then he would have to work for it. But it was also a two way street. He gave a smirk and the slightest nod in return to her. "Only natural," he beamed her a flashy smile. "That so? I will keep that in mind then," he retorted, a smug look upon his face as he entered.

He looked over her body as she stood there amused and her hands gently placed against her hips. Confident he had to give her that. "That I am. Can't stop me from talking," he replied with an amused smirk on his lips as he brought his hand to his hair and slightly ruffling it. "Though I must say you have quite a nice home," he managed to compliment.

Derek chuckled. Trinity was proving to be quite interesting. rather in the fact that no matter what he was doing, of course it was not much as of yet, but she seemed to dislike it. A hard one to please, clearly. His eyes shot to the little puppy that had decided to join them. Trinity seemed to be rather close with the dog, only natural though. He watched the pup run to the kitchen before looking over the woman's body. "Quite a few actually," he admitted smugly, looking at her before looking around the house, then back to her.

She quickly offered for them to go to her kitchen and have champagne and cheesecake. That sounds absolutely delish right now. He had been craving both for some time. Odd he had fixed the craving, but oh well, he was about to. "Too bad. But working to get to that heart is all part of the fun," he winked. He pulled away from his thoughts as she asked if he was coming. "Of course I am," he remarked, turning his body to her and walking after her. "Look stupid? Hardly, but I guess it would be bad if I was portrayed as such to you then, no?" he stated smugly.

Derek lfted his brow with a smug look. "No I wouldn't. First impressions are everything after all. Professionally and otherwise casually." He walked into the kitchen after her. She was wearing a rather nice outfit. It looked like something his sister would wear. Stylish and attractive, and it fit her body figure well. Sometimes he hated how observant he was, but it the long run, it was good. He watched her Pull out fruit, champagne, glasses, plates and cheesecake. A lot of work, and he could have easily offered to help, but before too long she had been putting the stuff up and serving him the cheesecake. "Oh? Good to know," he took note with a genuine smile.

This woman was complicated. One moment she seemed at ease and kind, the next she turned around and became a bitch. Probably in the sense that she was not overly comfortable with people getting to know her, let alone the opposite sex. "Agreed. It's so rich," he remarked as he took a bit of it with a smile. He let out a chuckle. "Putting alcohol in your system to sleep with you? Hardly. Not one of the ways I would put a woman to bed with me. I don't need her tipsy or so shit faced as to forget the night and throw up. Would rather have her clear minded and doing it on her own accord," he winked, taking a sip of the champagne then taking in a couple of blueberries.

Derek grinned at Trinity. "That so? Well I have to say you are bit of a handful this way, but hey, it's all worth it in the end, no? To work to see what else you got going on for you?" he charmed. Derek had his fun with women sure, but he was serious with the women he was with. He was not quite like his sister, just having sex for fun. He would rather be in a relationship before he slept with them. Odd. "Ha, I do. Attention is nice, but I don't need teeny boppers throwing themselves at me. Rather I like a challenge with my women. I came here because you seemed rather... Intriguing," he mused simply, another sip of the champagne.

He smirked as she laughed. He did not mind that it was at him. At least she seemed amused, whether she was mocking him or not. "You have standards. Nice to see. So many people I have run into and they just sleep around because they can. Especially people of high power like my family. And no worries, you are beautiful, but I am not going sleep with you right off. Relationship comes first for me. Sex is nice, sure, but I would rather be in a relationship doing it," he remarked. Taking another bite of the cheesecake, he lifted his brow at her. She was attempting to get to know him? Interesting. Thought he would just get the cold shoulder. "I was born in Zurich. I traveled most of my life. I have three siblings all younger than me. One works in Hogwarts as a professor. Sports is my passion. My family is... I guess in a sense, famous and well known in France and a few other places," he paused slightly, a bite of cheesecake and a strawberry stuffed into his mouth. Not overly important to know that he was rich and famous because of the family name, but he said it anyway.

Derek scoffed at her comment. She was quiet fine in showing him she was more rude than a classy woman. Of course he did not care, but she seemed to want to push him away. Though she was slowly accomplishing that. "I said I liked attention. Not that I thrived on it. I don't need strangers love, nor do I have insecurities, and you are vastly exaggerating 'love' in your context," well everyone had insecurities, but not like he was going to show them, let alone cover them up with obnoxious fans. "Be happy, you are the only one," he mused truthfully as she simply mocked him.

She seemed rather bipolar in a way. Nice to mean to otherwise. He listened to her as she spoke about her life, more like her private life. Vague, but at least he learned something new. "Too bad, you seem like quite a catch," he compliment simply, sipping the champagne. He saw her roll her eyes once more. Well he was not impressive to her that was for sure. "Out of all that and you pick up that I am rich? Seems like it does impress you since that was the most superficial thing I said, and the only thing you picked up. Or maybe you felt the need to tell me that because I am rich that I could not easily get into your pants. Don't worry. I never use the fact that I am rich to even remotely seduce a woman. Rather that is the last thing I tell a woman," he chuckled to himself.

Derek shurgged. Well they were having some issues getting along. He could tell she was head string and stubborn. He was too. Not good to have massively stubborn people together, but alas, he would try and let it go. "Belive me, don't believe me, I have no need to lie to you," he remarked simply with a slight grin.

Taking in a deep gulp of champagne, he lifted his brow at her. "Test? Tedious work that is not needed. Rather it was a simple comment. I stated my family had power, not money. But nevertheless it is out in the open. I probably felt the need to tell you because I see something about you..." he paused but shrugged, not finishing his sentence. He remembered she had stated she married for love. Well a similar thought they had. Maybe it would not be overly hard for them to get to know each other. Maybe. "Anywho, new topic? Perhaps interests?" He wanted to see if she would loosen up.

Derek smiled as she agreed. Her snide comment was dismissed when she apologized. Seemed to be an interesting way to start of meeting. Virtually fighting. Finishing off his cheesecake and all the little fruits that had decorted it, he placed the plate down delicately and listened to her. "Very true. We avoid doing any more of that and we might have a better time," though in some odd sense, he did like seeing her riled up, "Well I will try to avoid a new topic that will get us fightong again," he grinned as he sipped at his nearly gone chapagne.

This should be a harmless topic, at least he hoped it would be. Sure they started off rough, but that only made it that more fun to see each other in ways most poeple try to hide when first meeting people. So perhaps with that little disagreement, they could move on better and not do what they had just done. "How about interests? What you like to do in your free time?" he asked curiously. Harmless. This should be harmless.

Derek lifted his brow as she made a statement about her behaviour. She really did like to jump to conclusion on what he thought or felt about her. Sure she was not off on a couple of things, but he knew she was not socially awkward. He knew how they acted, and with her strong personality, she definitely was not socially awkward. "Well be the judge. Catch me if I am out of line." He knew better that the likely hood of him being out of line is not overly possibly, but she seemed to have low thought of him already, so why not allow her the option verbally, though he knew she would do it by default.

As she filled his glass, he grinned, though avoiding making a comment. Sipping the champagne once again, he listened to her, yet again, blocking out her snide comment. If they were going to get past this, he would just have to simply ignore her not so nice comments and move on with their nicer conversation on getting to know each other. "Lovely interests," he retorted first off before pausing and sipping the champagne once more and starting to list off his interests, at least a few. "Like you, I enjoy working out, dancing, playing the cello, art, and a multitude of other things. Of course women are a nice interest. But they come and go, whilst dancing, for example, is never failing and is always there no matter." Not like it was necessary for him to say that, because he was sure some comment would be made. But hey, maybe they could get past this.