Author Note: A special thanks to my editor Felecia for the given
inspiration. This story is dedicated to her.
Dangerous Minds
Chapter One: Identities Revealed
The student body president walked out of chemistry lecture period with a beaming smile. Greetings and praises showered the stunning golden beauty as she glided down the outstretched hall of Montgomery Academy. It was a usual morning.
The slender blond acknowledged each greeting and praise with a warm smile that promised friendship. She gracefully slipped her way out of the crowd without a struggle that most had to endure.
"Hey Serena!" yelled a peculiar voice from behind just as the blonde was prepared to leave the overpopulated hall with its riot of noises.
"Yes Anne?" replied the blond known as Serena de'Mara with a sweet tone, eager to help out a fellow student in need.
"So are we all set for the fund-raiser on Friday?" the brunet inquired, more for self-reassurance than for an actual answer.
"Of course" Serena answered brightly, "I have personally seen to its organization. Just make sure the cheerleading squad is there first thing in the morning and we'll be all set."
"Good" the brunet sighed in relief. It would have been very bad on her part as the captain of the squad to screw up such a welcoming opportunity. If this fund-raiser went as planned in complete success, then not only will the school spirit increase significantly, but her own position in the popularity chart will also rise.
"Anything else I can help you with Anne?" Serena asked, the warm smile never wavering on her delicate features.
"No. Nothing at all" replied the brunet in her usual tone that suggested she was not a force to be usually reckoned with. But none of this hostility was ever directed towards Serena. "Thanks so much for your support here Sere. I don't know what we would have done if you didn't convince that jackass Wilson to agree to this."
"Just glad I could help" Serena stated, wisely choosing not to contribute to any further put down of the student body councilor.
"Good. I guess I'll see you later then. Bye Sere, hope you come join me and the girls at our table today."
"I'll sure try" promised Serena happily as the tall brunet retreated back into the mass of bodies. Just another insignificant grain of sand in the box.
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"Mr. Roelestra, on behalf of the entire faculty in Reddington High, I would like to say that we will miss you greatly" announced the large bearded man with a tone of disappointment. The principle of the most elite high school in Southern California.
'More like my father's money' predicted the striking young man in front of him. But nonetheless, Demando Roelestra nodded his head in acceptance, the large smirk displaying his infinite self-confidence never leaving his face. A breathtaking face framed by ice white strands. The silver prince.
Demando knew it as a solid fact that all the staff members in this entire school either hated him or feared him. One way or the other, he was not on their favorite's pupil list. Why would he?
At the age of 17, Demando had already nailed all the girls in this school, or at least the ones that he deemed worthy of a nice fuck. Never mind that all the rich little princesses in this God forbidden hell hole had little to no brains, they still displayed the right body curves that could satisfy a hungry man. However, always getting what he wants was getting a little too old for the proclaimed "sex god". Before reaching even full adulthood, Demando Roelestra has already found his life quaint and boring.
"Of course I myself am more than reluctant to pull Demando out of this welcoming community, but however, he has come of an age to be able to decide himself. He will be leaving for Los Angeles in a three days to live with his father. Personally, I think it will be a great opportunity for him to improve his..inappropriate behavior in the more demanding academy he is attending" explained the tall raven haired woman with a stern look. Demando's mother is a retired supermodel and a new fashion designer. Nothing new.
"I completely understand, Ms. Iverson. Although I am tremendously disappointed at Demando's absence, I agree that it will allow him to gain more experience in society and take into account more responsibility. However, he is young, and you know how youth are today." She nodded with a slight grin.
Only one phrase came into Demando's mind: SUCK UP. However, he had to give credit to the old bastard for at least devising some sort of a plan in the end to pine more money out of his parents, even on his last day. After all, his parents were one of the major contributors to this institution.
"Well, it has been a pleasure speaking with you, Mr. Caller" Neherina Iverson concluded with superiority. "However, I do have a prior engagement to attend to. Thank you for all you have done to make Demando's attendance here for the past year two years welcoming."
"It was my pleasure" the old man replied in return. "I hope that you will find your last day here most pleasant, Mr. Roelestra."
"I will" the young Adonis promised with his characteristic grin before leaving the office without a second glance back. A mischievous glint was present in his deep violet orbs.
He will indeed.
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"Hello mother, father" greeted Serena with a large polite smile. "I trust that your trip to Spain was pleasant?"
"Of course dear" answered her mother with a shrill laugh. "It is always pleasant when Seiya is around." The strong built man responded to the complement by giving his newly acquired wife a big kiss.
"Your mother and I always manage to find our own fun no matter where" he added with a wink of his dull brown orbs in Shanica direction. He would have been a somewhat good looker if not for his bushy mustache. But nonetheless, the heavy overgrowth did add a level of sophistication to his hard features.
"So what have you been up to dear?" asked the tall curvy woman enveloped in Seiya Roelestra's large frame. Irene Kepler Roelestra had large hopes for her daughter's future.
"Nothing much mother" answered Serena with an appropriately timed sigh. "Just the usual schoolwork and student governing."
"Then this might add a little more excitement dear. Seiya, honey, have you told her the good news yet?" Loud alarm bells immediately went off in the complicated brain of Serena de'Mara. Is she PREGNANT?!
"Oh yes, Serena, as you know that I have a son in Southern California. He's about your age...maybe older. He has been living with my ex-wife for the past two years upon our separation. I think that it is high time for him to experience the glorious opportunities of a large city again. He will be arriving here permanently in three days."
Although Serena was relieved that a baby was not on the way, she was rather surprised and somewhat annoyed at this new revelation. He had a son?
"I'm sure we'll get along famously, father" Serena assured with a pleasant tone. "Will he be attending Montgomery Academy as well?"
"Yes" answered the large man with dark brown curls. "I'm sure you'll have an excellent influence on him. He has been rather astray lately, of course who can blame the boy? He was cooped up in that small town for most part of his teenage years." Serena nodded her head in sympathy right on cue.
"Although I am more than eager to meet him, I'm afraid I have some bad news" Serena stated at last with a deep regretting frown. "As I have previously told you mother, the French club has always arranged an annual trip for the president to attend an international meeting in France. This provides the French clubs from around the world the proper schedule and current news changes of the program. As the president of the French club, I am obliged to attend this meeting. And also, I have been elected into the junior board of trusties this year. I hope that you are not overly as disappointed as me to have to leave right before I get to meet my new stepbrother."
"Oh, no worries, dear, you just go right ahead" her mother replied with a smile, "Is that right Seiya?"
"Of course. I'm sure Demando would have loved to meet you, but waiting a couple more weeks is not going to kill him. How long is this meeting again..?"
"Three weeks." Serena stated.
"But who is going to fill your position as the student body president dear? And won't this affect your school work?" asked her mother in a worried tone.
"All arrangement have been made mother" Serena assured calmly. "The vice president, Molly Hagan, is going to temporarily fill my position. And as for my schoolwork, I'm sure I can catch up."
"Alright then dear.be careful" warned her mother. Seiya gave her a quizzical look.
"Of the unfamiliar environment in France" she explained with a smile.
"Oh, Serena is a very smart girl. She knows how to take care of herself" assured Seiya. "Besides, don't these programs offer an escort or something of the like?"
"Of course" Serena replied. "Don't worry mother, I'll be careful. Now, I need to go and look at our student council agenda for tomorrow. Is there anything I can help with before I go?"
"No dear, you just go right ahead" her mother dismissed her with a last warning glance from her emerald green orbs, perfectly matching her newly colored roan brown hair.
Upon leaving the majestic dining room of the Roelestra mansion, Serena knew exactly what her mother was indicating.
'Make sure that Hagan girl doesn't move in on your territory.'
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"Will you call?" pleaded the petite blond with a hopeful look. For the first time in her life, Natalie Debrenski found herself pleading.
"Yes" replied her handsome bed partner with increasing annoyance. Anything to get her out of here. Natalie was satisfied by the answer, holding strong personal belief that she was The One that had finally tamed the wild beast within the cunning god. The angel that has finally shined life upon his tortured soul and given him the emotion of love.
"Then I'll talk to you later" she murmured seductively before abruptly climbing out of his car. A blazing red Ferrari.
Upon her departure, Demando sighed in relief. At last she was gone. Reflecting back upon the past 20 minutes, Natalie Debrenski was a big disappointment. Demando realized that as seldom he made mistakes, this was definitely one of them. Placing Natalie Debrenski as his last conquest here was a huge mistake. Although she was a rather experienced bed partner, her none stop talking was a major turn off. Very soon, she, as an entire person, became a turn off.
Upon first meeting Natalie, Demando had found her rather intriguing. She had the perfect body and a rather sophisticated personality. She was considered one of the top students in this school and definitely among the inner circle worthy of a fuck. Obtaining her in the short 5 weeks upon her arrival here had been easy. But in the end, Demando knew that the effort was not worth the cause. And once again, he found himself bored endless with his life.
Slowly, Demando began to climb out of his sports car. The heat of the blazing sun immediately assaulted his senses, rapidly melting the surrounding polar environment. A lazy grin once again stretched across his lovely features as he began to stroll towards the large entrance of the building. Time to say his final good-byes to his fellow peers, or rather followers and conquests.
Time to make his final impression upon Reddington High.
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"I want to know every single little detail on the events of the next three weeks." Serena stated sternly over her cell. "From newly formed couples to family bankruptcies."
"I got it" replied the deep male voice on the other end. Obedience was always a quality Serena liked her "acquaintances" to have.
"Good. I want a full report when I come back" Serena commanded with her natural air of superiority. "And make sure to keep an eye on Hagan. I don't want her to take her temporary power too seriously."
"Understood."
"Good. I'll talk to you in three days" concluded Serena.
"I will be prepared to report" replied her acquaintance, ready to hear the click of a dead tone from his boss' phone. After all, he wasn't being paid big bucks for nothing.
"Don't screw up" was the final warning of Serena's stern tone before the expected click of a dead line greeted his ears.
Serena smiled as sudden realization dawned on her. A first genuine smile that was not for the sole purpose of display. A malicious smile that showed her true colors.
'I'm finally away from those morons' she rejoiced from within. But on the outside, she was still the graceful and collective character she was known for. After all, eyes were everywhere. Especially on this small private jet with stewards reporting back straight to her "father."
'Poor man' she pondered with a certain alienating thought of sympathy. "Whipped" was a word that could clearly sum up his relationship with her mother. After all, her mother was always the predator. Serena had learned more from her than her good for nothing father could ever know. The only thing he was useful for was his money and family name, both of which were rapidly declining due to his stupidity. It was only through her mother's well-known beauty in society that the name had been able to at last stabilize. However, the money was a different story.
The event of Kenji de'Mara's death was a relief to both mother and daughter as it allowed the beautiful widowed wife to once again acquire a suitor and cease full control of the family property. However, through all of Kenji de'Mara money and possessions, Irene Kepler de'Mara would still have to announce bankruptcy in a couple of years. The answer to her prayers came in the form of Seiya Roelestra, corporate tycoon extrodinare.
Irene wasted no time in acquainting herself closer to Seiya and his money, and within a few months they were happily engaged. Give another two months, the beautiful woman former known as Irene de'Mara was happily renamed Irene Roelestra. Thus is the beautiful romantic tale of her mother and her new stepfather.
Serena grimaced in account at the previous night's event. She had a new stepbrother coming. No doubt the boy would be like any other rich moron that could easily be manipulated, but it just annoyed the light beauty to no end at having to put on this charade longer now. But nonetheless, nothing came easy. This was a lesson that Serena had learned the hard way during her early childhood.
"Would you care for a drink Ms. de'Mara?" asked the stewardess politely. Serena returned her gesture with the welcoming smile she was so used to showing.
"Yes, I would like a martini please" she commanded sweetly, not a trace of her inner irritation showing within her tone.
As soon as the stewardess departed, Serena's smile dropped, replaced by a scowl of irritation. Servants were always a nuisance during times of reflection. As the stewardess quietly returned with her drink, Serena once again pondered her newly formed problem with the cool beverage in hand.
She had no doubt that her mother would warm herself to Seiya's son. She trusted in her mother's abilities of manipulation and viewed her a very profitable ally. However, she had no doubt that Irene would betray her without a second thought if the time became necessary. This was the way of society. There was no love, only alliance. There was no admiration, only fear. She knew that her mother was intellectually superior to the other women of her circle, but not quite cunning enough to rise to the top. Serena knew that given a couple more years, she would rise above Irene's status in society.
Once again, she smiled with malice. Although her mother was somewhat cunning, she was still completely oblivious as to her own daughter's true nature. To Irene, Serena was the ideal daughter that could be used as the perfect tool to acquire a powerful son in law. She thought that Serena would fall to her every whim. However, what the middle aged woman didn't know is that she was not the only one running the show. Serena had mastered the talent of manipulation well enough to know when her mother was trying to manipulate her and mold her into a self-image. Although Irene was a well- respected figure in the upper class, Serena desired more than this position.
She desired a position of power, not playing bride to money.
Upon looking down her window at the small lights of the city of Los Angeles, her golden silky locks fell onto her creamy shoulder. She would be arriving in New York to meet the other club members soon and board the plane to France. Time to put on another charade. Serena knew that her life was tiring, but in the end, it will all be worth it.
She was determined to acquire the power she ultimately craved and deserved. No one will stand in her way.
After all, Serena de'Mara always got what she wanted. Always.
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Demando Roelestra stared at his new stepmother in hunger. No wonder her father had chosen to marry this gold digger. She was certainly a sight to behold. He wouldn't mind taking her on a test drive himself. In fact, he very much desired so.
"Demando" called his father, a hint of warning in his deep tone. Seiya knew exactly what his only heir was thinking. The boy has not changed much in the past two years.
"Yes father?" replied Demando with an innocent smirk. "I was just admiring the beauty of your new wife." Irene smiled in response, managing to show a small blush towards the smooth compliment.
"Also your new mother" Seiya countered a warning in return.
"Yes...also my new mother." Demando murmured, deep in thought. Seiya gave the boy a stare that always invoked fear within his business associates. But it stirred up no fear or doubt within Demando, but only a smirk of amusement.
"You should go acquaint yourself with your new room" the older man suggested, or rather commanded, sternly.
"Where is this stepsister that I have heard so much about?" Demando suddenly inquired with interest. Maybe she'll make a good fuck. He hoped that she had acquired her mother's beauty.
"Serena is currently on her way to France" informed Irene with a proud tone.
"France?" Demando asked with interest.
"Yes dear, it is her responsibility as the president of the French club." Irene answered, looking for any sort of reaction on her new stepson. Only further interest greeted her observation.
"President?"
"Yes Demando, your stepsister is also the student body president at Montgomery Academy, the school you're going to enroll in" his father commented, with a trace of annoyance at his constant inquiry. "You would certainly have a powerful ally in school and not to mention a positive influence."
"Really?" Demando further questioned with a tone of amusement.
"Yes, now go to your room to rest" commanded his father. "You had a long trip here from California and you will begin school first thing tomorrow."
Demando nodded his head and began to retread, not because he wanted to obey, but because he found some logic in his father's words. Upon leaving the magnificent dinning room, he threw one last glance over his shoulder at his new "mother."
'Inticing indeed' he thought as he gave her a seductive wink. He really hoped it ran in the family.
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"On behalf of Montgomery Academy, I welcome you to our institution" greeted the old man with warmth. The headmaster of one of the most prestigious schools in Los Angeles. "I'm sure you'll fit right in."
Demando nodded in acceptance. Of course he's dad's money will fit right in with the rest.
"Any questions before I sent you out to your first period?" the old man inquired with a rough hand stroking his gray bushy beard. The striking youth nodded his head in response.
"Alright then, have a nice first day here Mr. Roelestra" dismissed the old man. "If you have any concerns please don't hesitate to come to me."
"I'm sure I won't" Demando spoke upon his departure. He would very likely enjoy his time here.
As the lone figure confidently ventured down the long brilliant halls of the academy, many females appealed to his sight.
Demando smiled seductively.
A new school with many new conquests. He liked the idea.
Upon entering his first class, all eyes averted to him. But he paid no heed to these stares and what they meant. He was too busy demising a new plan. He had a reputation to set within these premises.
A reputation that would have his "perfect" new stepsister in complete frenzy.
Dangerous Minds
Chapter One: Identities Revealed
The student body president walked out of chemistry lecture period with a beaming smile. Greetings and praises showered the stunning golden beauty as she glided down the outstretched hall of Montgomery Academy. It was a usual morning.
The slender blond acknowledged each greeting and praise with a warm smile that promised friendship. She gracefully slipped her way out of the crowd without a struggle that most had to endure.
"Hey Serena!" yelled a peculiar voice from behind just as the blonde was prepared to leave the overpopulated hall with its riot of noises.
"Yes Anne?" replied the blond known as Serena de'Mara with a sweet tone, eager to help out a fellow student in need.
"So are we all set for the fund-raiser on Friday?" the brunet inquired, more for self-reassurance than for an actual answer.
"Of course" Serena answered brightly, "I have personally seen to its organization. Just make sure the cheerleading squad is there first thing in the morning and we'll be all set."
"Good" the brunet sighed in relief. It would have been very bad on her part as the captain of the squad to screw up such a welcoming opportunity. If this fund-raiser went as planned in complete success, then not only will the school spirit increase significantly, but her own position in the popularity chart will also rise.
"Anything else I can help you with Anne?" Serena asked, the warm smile never wavering on her delicate features.
"No. Nothing at all" replied the brunet in her usual tone that suggested she was not a force to be usually reckoned with. But none of this hostility was ever directed towards Serena. "Thanks so much for your support here Sere. I don't know what we would have done if you didn't convince that jackass Wilson to agree to this."
"Just glad I could help" Serena stated, wisely choosing not to contribute to any further put down of the student body councilor.
"Good. I guess I'll see you later then. Bye Sere, hope you come join me and the girls at our table today."
"I'll sure try" promised Serena happily as the tall brunet retreated back into the mass of bodies. Just another insignificant grain of sand in the box.
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"Mr. Roelestra, on behalf of the entire faculty in Reddington High, I would like to say that we will miss you greatly" announced the large bearded man with a tone of disappointment. The principle of the most elite high school in Southern California.
'More like my father's money' predicted the striking young man in front of him. But nonetheless, Demando Roelestra nodded his head in acceptance, the large smirk displaying his infinite self-confidence never leaving his face. A breathtaking face framed by ice white strands. The silver prince.
Demando knew it as a solid fact that all the staff members in this entire school either hated him or feared him. One way or the other, he was not on their favorite's pupil list. Why would he?
At the age of 17, Demando had already nailed all the girls in this school, or at least the ones that he deemed worthy of a nice fuck. Never mind that all the rich little princesses in this God forbidden hell hole had little to no brains, they still displayed the right body curves that could satisfy a hungry man. However, always getting what he wants was getting a little too old for the proclaimed "sex god". Before reaching even full adulthood, Demando Roelestra has already found his life quaint and boring.
"Of course I myself am more than reluctant to pull Demando out of this welcoming community, but however, he has come of an age to be able to decide himself. He will be leaving for Los Angeles in a three days to live with his father. Personally, I think it will be a great opportunity for him to improve his..inappropriate behavior in the more demanding academy he is attending" explained the tall raven haired woman with a stern look. Demando's mother is a retired supermodel and a new fashion designer. Nothing new.
"I completely understand, Ms. Iverson. Although I am tremendously disappointed at Demando's absence, I agree that it will allow him to gain more experience in society and take into account more responsibility. However, he is young, and you know how youth are today." She nodded with a slight grin.
Only one phrase came into Demando's mind: SUCK UP. However, he had to give credit to the old bastard for at least devising some sort of a plan in the end to pine more money out of his parents, even on his last day. After all, his parents were one of the major contributors to this institution.
"Well, it has been a pleasure speaking with you, Mr. Caller" Neherina Iverson concluded with superiority. "However, I do have a prior engagement to attend to. Thank you for all you have done to make Demando's attendance here for the past year two years welcoming."
"It was my pleasure" the old man replied in return. "I hope that you will find your last day here most pleasant, Mr. Roelestra."
"I will" the young Adonis promised with his characteristic grin before leaving the office without a second glance back. A mischievous glint was present in his deep violet orbs.
He will indeed.
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"Hello mother, father" greeted Serena with a large polite smile. "I trust that your trip to Spain was pleasant?"
"Of course dear" answered her mother with a shrill laugh. "It is always pleasant when Seiya is around." The strong built man responded to the complement by giving his newly acquired wife a big kiss.
"Your mother and I always manage to find our own fun no matter where" he added with a wink of his dull brown orbs in Shanica direction. He would have been a somewhat good looker if not for his bushy mustache. But nonetheless, the heavy overgrowth did add a level of sophistication to his hard features.
"So what have you been up to dear?" asked the tall curvy woman enveloped in Seiya Roelestra's large frame. Irene Kepler Roelestra had large hopes for her daughter's future.
"Nothing much mother" answered Serena with an appropriately timed sigh. "Just the usual schoolwork and student governing."
"Then this might add a little more excitement dear. Seiya, honey, have you told her the good news yet?" Loud alarm bells immediately went off in the complicated brain of Serena de'Mara. Is she PREGNANT?!
"Oh yes, Serena, as you know that I have a son in Southern California. He's about your age...maybe older. He has been living with my ex-wife for the past two years upon our separation. I think that it is high time for him to experience the glorious opportunities of a large city again. He will be arriving here permanently in three days."
Although Serena was relieved that a baby was not on the way, she was rather surprised and somewhat annoyed at this new revelation. He had a son?
"I'm sure we'll get along famously, father" Serena assured with a pleasant tone. "Will he be attending Montgomery Academy as well?"
"Yes" answered the large man with dark brown curls. "I'm sure you'll have an excellent influence on him. He has been rather astray lately, of course who can blame the boy? He was cooped up in that small town for most part of his teenage years." Serena nodded her head in sympathy right on cue.
"Although I am more than eager to meet him, I'm afraid I have some bad news" Serena stated at last with a deep regretting frown. "As I have previously told you mother, the French club has always arranged an annual trip for the president to attend an international meeting in France. This provides the French clubs from around the world the proper schedule and current news changes of the program. As the president of the French club, I am obliged to attend this meeting. And also, I have been elected into the junior board of trusties this year. I hope that you are not overly as disappointed as me to have to leave right before I get to meet my new stepbrother."
"Oh, no worries, dear, you just go right ahead" her mother replied with a smile, "Is that right Seiya?"
"Of course. I'm sure Demando would have loved to meet you, but waiting a couple more weeks is not going to kill him. How long is this meeting again..?"
"Three weeks." Serena stated.
"But who is going to fill your position as the student body president dear? And won't this affect your school work?" asked her mother in a worried tone.
"All arrangement have been made mother" Serena assured calmly. "The vice president, Molly Hagan, is going to temporarily fill my position. And as for my schoolwork, I'm sure I can catch up."
"Alright then dear.be careful" warned her mother. Seiya gave her a quizzical look.
"Of the unfamiliar environment in France" she explained with a smile.
"Oh, Serena is a very smart girl. She knows how to take care of herself" assured Seiya. "Besides, don't these programs offer an escort or something of the like?"
"Of course" Serena replied. "Don't worry mother, I'll be careful. Now, I need to go and look at our student council agenda for tomorrow. Is there anything I can help with before I go?"
"No dear, you just go right ahead" her mother dismissed her with a last warning glance from her emerald green orbs, perfectly matching her newly colored roan brown hair.
Upon leaving the majestic dining room of the Roelestra mansion, Serena knew exactly what her mother was indicating.
'Make sure that Hagan girl doesn't move in on your territory.'
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"Will you call?" pleaded the petite blond with a hopeful look. For the first time in her life, Natalie Debrenski found herself pleading.
"Yes" replied her handsome bed partner with increasing annoyance. Anything to get her out of here. Natalie was satisfied by the answer, holding strong personal belief that she was The One that had finally tamed the wild beast within the cunning god. The angel that has finally shined life upon his tortured soul and given him the emotion of love.
"Then I'll talk to you later" she murmured seductively before abruptly climbing out of his car. A blazing red Ferrari.
Upon her departure, Demando sighed in relief. At last she was gone. Reflecting back upon the past 20 minutes, Natalie Debrenski was a big disappointment. Demando realized that as seldom he made mistakes, this was definitely one of them. Placing Natalie Debrenski as his last conquest here was a huge mistake. Although she was a rather experienced bed partner, her none stop talking was a major turn off. Very soon, she, as an entire person, became a turn off.
Upon first meeting Natalie, Demando had found her rather intriguing. She had the perfect body and a rather sophisticated personality. She was considered one of the top students in this school and definitely among the inner circle worthy of a fuck. Obtaining her in the short 5 weeks upon her arrival here had been easy. But in the end, Demando knew that the effort was not worth the cause. And once again, he found himself bored endless with his life.
Slowly, Demando began to climb out of his sports car. The heat of the blazing sun immediately assaulted his senses, rapidly melting the surrounding polar environment. A lazy grin once again stretched across his lovely features as he began to stroll towards the large entrance of the building. Time to say his final good-byes to his fellow peers, or rather followers and conquests.
Time to make his final impression upon Reddington High.
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"I want to know every single little detail on the events of the next three weeks." Serena stated sternly over her cell. "From newly formed couples to family bankruptcies."
"I got it" replied the deep male voice on the other end. Obedience was always a quality Serena liked her "acquaintances" to have.
"Good. I want a full report when I come back" Serena commanded with her natural air of superiority. "And make sure to keep an eye on Hagan. I don't want her to take her temporary power too seriously."
"Understood."
"Good. I'll talk to you in three days" concluded Serena.
"I will be prepared to report" replied her acquaintance, ready to hear the click of a dead tone from his boss' phone. After all, he wasn't being paid big bucks for nothing.
"Don't screw up" was the final warning of Serena's stern tone before the expected click of a dead line greeted his ears.
Serena smiled as sudden realization dawned on her. A first genuine smile that was not for the sole purpose of display. A malicious smile that showed her true colors.
'I'm finally away from those morons' she rejoiced from within. But on the outside, she was still the graceful and collective character she was known for. After all, eyes were everywhere. Especially on this small private jet with stewards reporting back straight to her "father."
'Poor man' she pondered with a certain alienating thought of sympathy. "Whipped" was a word that could clearly sum up his relationship with her mother. After all, her mother was always the predator. Serena had learned more from her than her good for nothing father could ever know. The only thing he was useful for was his money and family name, both of which were rapidly declining due to his stupidity. It was only through her mother's well-known beauty in society that the name had been able to at last stabilize. However, the money was a different story.
The event of Kenji de'Mara's death was a relief to both mother and daughter as it allowed the beautiful widowed wife to once again acquire a suitor and cease full control of the family property. However, through all of Kenji de'Mara money and possessions, Irene Kepler de'Mara would still have to announce bankruptcy in a couple of years. The answer to her prayers came in the form of Seiya Roelestra, corporate tycoon extrodinare.
Irene wasted no time in acquainting herself closer to Seiya and his money, and within a few months they were happily engaged. Give another two months, the beautiful woman former known as Irene de'Mara was happily renamed Irene Roelestra. Thus is the beautiful romantic tale of her mother and her new stepfather.
Serena grimaced in account at the previous night's event. She had a new stepbrother coming. No doubt the boy would be like any other rich moron that could easily be manipulated, but it just annoyed the light beauty to no end at having to put on this charade longer now. But nonetheless, nothing came easy. This was a lesson that Serena had learned the hard way during her early childhood.
"Would you care for a drink Ms. de'Mara?" asked the stewardess politely. Serena returned her gesture with the welcoming smile she was so used to showing.
"Yes, I would like a martini please" she commanded sweetly, not a trace of her inner irritation showing within her tone.
As soon as the stewardess departed, Serena's smile dropped, replaced by a scowl of irritation. Servants were always a nuisance during times of reflection. As the stewardess quietly returned with her drink, Serena once again pondered her newly formed problem with the cool beverage in hand.
She had no doubt that her mother would warm herself to Seiya's son. She trusted in her mother's abilities of manipulation and viewed her a very profitable ally. However, she had no doubt that Irene would betray her without a second thought if the time became necessary. This was the way of society. There was no love, only alliance. There was no admiration, only fear. She knew that her mother was intellectually superior to the other women of her circle, but not quite cunning enough to rise to the top. Serena knew that given a couple more years, she would rise above Irene's status in society.
Once again, she smiled with malice. Although her mother was somewhat cunning, she was still completely oblivious as to her own daughter's true nature. To Irene, Serena was the ideal daughter that could be used as the perfect tool to acquire a powerful son in law. She thought that Serena would fall to her every whim. However, what the middle aged woman didn't know is that she was not the only one running the show. Serena had mastered the talent of manipulation well enough to know when her mother was trying to manipulate her and mold her into a self-image. Although Irene was a well- respected figure in the upper class, Serena desired more than this position.
She desired a position of power, not playing bride to money.
Upon looking down her window at the small lights of the city of Los Angeles, her golden silky locks fell onto her creamy shoulder. She would be arriving in New York to meet the other club members soon and board the plane to France. Time to put on another charade. Serena knew that her life was tiring, but in the end, it will all be worth it.
She was determined to acquire the power she ultimately craved and deserved. No one will stand in her way.
After all, Serena de'Mara always got what she wanted. Always.
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Demando Roelestra stared at his new stepmother in hunger. No wonder her father had chosen to marry this gold digger. She was certainly a sight to behold. He wouldn't mind taking her on a test drive himself. In fact, he very much desired so.
"Demando" called his father, a hint of warning in his deep tone. Seiya knew exactly what his only heir was thinking. The boy has not changed much in the past two years.
"Yes father?" replied Demando with an innocent smirk. "I was just admiring the beauty of your new wife." Irene smiled in response, managing to show a small blush towards the smooth compliment.
"Also your new mother" Seiya countered a warning in return.
"Yes...also my new mother." Demando murmured, deep in thought. Seiya gave the boy a stare that always invoked fear within his business associates. But it stirred up no fear or doubt within Demando, but only a smirk of amusement.
"You should go acquaint yourself with your new room" the older man suggested, or rather commanded, sternly.
"Where is this stepsister that I have heard so much about?" Demando suddenly inquired with interest. Maybe she'll make a good fuck. He hoped that she had acquired her mother's beauty.
"Serena is currently on her way to France" informed Irene with a proud tone.
"France?" Demando asked with interest.
"Yes dear, it is her responsibility as the president of the French club." Irene answered, looking for any sort of reaction on her new stepson. Only further interest greeted her observation.
"President?"
"Yes Demando, your stepsister is also the student body president at Montgomery Academy, the school you're going to enroll in" his father commented, with a trace of annoyance at his constant inquiry. "You would certainly have a powerful ally in school and not to mention a positive influence."
"Really?" Demando further questioned with a tone of amusement.
"Yes, now go to your room to rest" commanded his father. "You had a long trip here from California and you will begin school first thing tomorrow."
Demando nodded his head and began to retread, not because he wanted to obey, but because he found some logic in his father's words. Upon leaving the magnificent dinning room, he threw one last glance over his shoulder at his new "mother."
'Inticing indeed' he thought as he gave her a seductive wink. He really hoped it ran in the family.
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"On behalf of Montgomery Academy, I welcome you to our institution" greeted the old man with warmth. The headmaster of one of the most prestigious schools in Los Angeles. "I'm sure you'll fit right in."
Demando nodded in acceptance. Of course he's dad's money will fit right in with the rest.
"Any questions before I sent you out to your first period?" the old man inquired with a rough hand stroking his gray bushy beard. The striking youth nodded his head in response.
"Alright then, have a nice first day here Mr. Roelestra" dismissed the old man. "If you have any concerns please don't hesitate to come to me."
"I'm sure I won't" Demando spoke upon his departure. He would very likely enjoy his time here.
As the lone figure confidently ventured down the long brilliant halls of the academy, many females appealed to his sight.
Demando smiled seductively.
A new school with many new conquests. He liked the idea.
Upon entering his first class, all eyes averted to him. But he paid no heed to these stares and what they meant. He was too busy demising a new plan. He had a reputation to set within these premises.
A reputation that would have his "perfect" new stepsister in complete frenzy.