Author's Note: Hey Guys! So it's a new one from me. This one came out of the blue this morning and since it was begging to be written, I finally gave in. I hope you enjoy it!
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The Dimera mansion cut a figure, looming from its perch on a hill. Sami was sure that was the way Stefano intended it. A silent beacon of evil, lording his power, his invincibility over the 'good' people of Salem. It was a power she wanted to be hers.
Not long ago, she would have shrunk in fear from this place, run from as if it was the doorway to hell. Now she embraced it, for she had nothing left to lose. It took her far too long to understand that black sheep never get redemption. They don't get to wash their sins away in a river of white paint. Indeed, they came out, hearts obsidian as before, but judged for being different. Hadn't her family shown her that? They all did the same things she did, but they were touted to be pure of heart, white as driven snow, forgiveness given easily, their misdeeds swept away while she begged, scraped and kneeled for the chance to be nothing more than gum stuck to their shoes.
Well no more. Sami had learned a fateful lesson. If she was to be condemned like the devil, she might as well live in his house.
The servant who answered the door, looked surprised to see her, but Sami simply said, "I'm here to see Mr. Dimera."
The woman nodded before leading her to the foyer. Sami remained standing, willing her hands not to fidget.
A few moments later, the Phoenix entered. "Ahhhh, to what do I owe this visit from the beautiful Samantha?"
"I want a job, Stefano," she answered definitively, back straight.
The man actually looked surprised for a moment, "And what do you suppose you are qualified to do?"
A sardonic smirk graced her face as she answered, "Lie, cheat, steal, forge and… Kill."
The Phoenix started laughing, "Go home, Samantha, and tell your father that his tactics have changed over the years and I am more than a little surprised to see him sacrifice his daughter to bring me down."
"I have no father," she said, dead serious. "No family to speak of, except my son. I want to work for you."
He looked at her for a long moment and Sami forced herself to meet his eyes, even with the intense scrutiny.
Finally, he smiled and with an outstretched arm, he said, "Welcome, Samantha. I have big plans for you."