Authors Note: This chapter took forever because I was having plot issues and my life is keeping me really busy. School, my job, church and my after school activities are taking up all of my time. Another reason update was slow because I was having plot issues that I have resolved. The plot will change from now on, because I wasn't feeling the old one. Hmm…that's all.

This chapter is dedicated to Teardrops and Roses for reviewing all my chapters and urging me to continue writing this story!!!

Disclaimer: I only own the plot. I don't own "Tell Me" or christina aguilera or P.Diddy

Dreams of Desire

Chapter 11

"Dis way chere," Remy said the next day, slipping his arm around Rogue's waist to guide her towards the models' private jet.

"Ah think ah can follow ya without ya holdin' meh," Rogue said, slipping out of his grasp.

Remy smiled. "Damn," he mumbled under his breath.

The two of them climbed the stairs to enter the jet. As they were climbing Rogue looked up and saw a short haired blonde flight attendant standing at the entrance to the plane. When the flight attendant saw Remy, her eyes lit up and she discreetly loosened the neck of the halter dress she was wearing as to expose more cleavage and she lifted her skirt just a little.

"Whore," Rogue thought, wondering what Remy's reaction would be.

They soon reached the top of the stairs and as they were entering the girl swung her cleavage in Remy's direction and preened her short, spiky hair.

"Hey Remy," she said, seductively.

Remy nodded in her direction. "'Ello Tabitha," he said. He turned back to Rogue. "Dis way," he said, disappearing into the plane.

Rogue took a discreet glance at Tabitha as she walked past. Tabitha looked Rogue up and down, and then looked away, as if Rogue were nothing.

Rogue smiled. "Whatevah," she thought as she followed Remy to the back.

When she entered the room, she looked around in awe at the leather seating around the sides of the plane, the bar in the middle and the three models sitting around the plane, each sitting with a girl.

"So, here we are chere," said Remy. "Let Remy introduce y' t' de guys."

Remy grabbed Rogue by the arm and pulled her over to where two guys and two girls were sitting towards the back of the plane. There was a guy with blond hair, and unusual orange colored bangs sticking straight up from the beginning of his hairline. His dark blue eyes and sexy earring made it easy for Rogue to tell why he was a model.

The other guy in the group was dark skinned with chocolate brown eyes and hair so dark brown it was almost black. He had a killer sexy smile that was obviously the reason one of the girls was drooling over him. The two girls with them were voluptuous airheads that Rogue decided to ignore.

"Guys, dis is Rogue," Remy said to them, motioning to Rogue. "Rogue, de blonde is Ray Crisp, dis is Roberto Da Costa an' de two girls be Cindy an' La-kisha."

"Nahce ta meet ya," Rogue said.

"You too," Roberto said, nodding at her.

Ray looked at her curiously. "This is your new girl?" he asked Remy.

"No," Rogue quickly said before Remy could open his mouth. "Ah'm just a friend."

Ray and Roberto smirked at Remy while he quickly hung his head in defeat.

"Lemme show you Scott," he said, leading her to the other side of the jet where a guy was sitting with a practically nude female beside him.

Remy looked at him with hatred. "On second thought, never mind," he said and turned to lead her to sit down.

"No," Rogue said. She turned and walked over to Scott.

"Hey, Ah'm Rogue," she said. Scott looked her up and down lazily, practically undressing her and analyzing her every curve.

"Scott Summers," he said giving her a enticing smile. "Why don't you come and sit beside me."

"How about non," Remy said, grabbing Rogue.

Scott glanced at Remy. "Oh, she's with you," he said, adding disgust to the word 'you.' He looked at Rogue. "When he finishes using you come to me."

Rogue looked at him and then at the blonde beside him. "Yeah, rahgte," she said and followed Remy to a seat near the front of the plane.

"So when do we leave?" Rogue asked.

"As soon as another model gets here," said Remy. "What do you think of the guys?"

"It's different seeing them in person than seein' them half-naked in a magazine," said Rogue. "They're all sexier in person though."

"None of dem as sexy as Remy non?" Remy asked. Rogue looked at him and laughed.

"Hey," Remy protested. "What's dat supposed to mean?"

Suddenly a tall African American walked into the room. Unlike the other models, he didn't have a girl with him but carried a laptop computer in one arm and a skateboard in the other. His blonde hair contrasted sharply with his light brown skin, but it seemed to work with him.

"Sorry I'm late guys," he said. "I got caught up with Adanya."

"Love the hair," Ray called out.

"Thanks," the African American replied and turned to look for a seat. "Rogue?"

"Evan?" Rogue asked dubiously. She grinned and got up to hug him. "Hey! How have you been? I haven't seen you in forever."

"I'm good, just great," Evan said.

Tabitha walked into the room and zoomed across the space to sit next to Remy. "Please sit down everyone, we're about to take off," she said.

"You deux know each other?" Remy asked, jealous of the hug Evan got.

"Yeah," said Evan. "This girl was one of my best friends back in high school."

"Oh," Remy said as the plane took off.

"So you finally decided to go out with Adanya?" Rogue asked Evan. She was eager to make up for lost time.

"So Remy…" Tabitha started on Remy's right.

Remy looked from Rogue, who was animatedly talking to Evan and Tabitha who was unsuccessfully trying to seduce him.

He leaned back, sighing. "Dis is goin' t' b' a long plane ride," he thought.

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Kitty sighed as she checked the inventory in Sweet Allure. Betsy was out front working the register and flirting with the cute men that came into the store while Jean baked goods in the back.

"Thank the lord they learn quickly," Kitty said, remembering her old assistant who took two months to learn everything.

She was putting in an order for new supplies and updating her advertisement in the yellow pages when she heard a knock on her door.

"Come in," she said, without looking up.

The door opened and Piotr stuck his head in.

"Hey," he said, drinking up the sight of Kitty looking so focused and professional.

Kitty lifted up her head in confusion. She had thought it was Betsy or Jean knocking. When her eyes landed on Piotr she smiled.

"Hello to you too," she said. "What's up?"

Piotr walked into the room. "Let's do something," he said.

"No," Kitty said, looking back at her work.

"What?" Piotr asked, shocked that she didn't even think about it.

"No," Kitty repeated. "I have too much work to do. I have to put in this new order, figure out payroll, send my information to the accountant… there is just too much that only I can do."

"Please?" Piotr asked.

"Piotr, I am the only one here to do this-" Kitty started.

"That's where you're wrong," Piotr interrupted. He walked out the door and told someone outside to come in. In walked two girls. One of them was light skinned, of the Native American descent with dark brown hair. The other looked to be from Asian decent with fair skin and brown hair. Her bright yellow tank top was striking against the other girl's brown shirt.

"This is Jubilation Lee, also known as Jubilee and this is Danielle Moonstar," Piotr said. "They're going to be your new secretaries."

Kitty stared at him in shock. She looked from Piotr to the two girls and back again. Finally a steel resolve set in her eyes as she leaned back, crossing her arms.

"Piotr can I speak to you alone for a bit?" she asked, glaring at him.

Piotr raised his eyebrow and signaled for the other girls to leave them alone.

"So what do you think?" Piotr asked Kitty once they had left.

"Are you out of your mind?!" Kitty exclaimed. "You can't just waltz into my bakery and start commanding things around here. Not to mention that I neither have the money to pay them, nor the time to properly train them."

"I'm paying them," Piotr said.

Kitty raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?" she said.

Piotr smiled hesitantly, still waiting for Kitty to jump into his arms in pleasure. "Yeah," he said.

"First of all, everyone working in this bakery is under my pay," Kitty said. "Second, do you think that throwing your money everywhere is going to get my affections? Just in case you didn't know, it won't."

"Kitty, I…" started Piotr.

"Can you please just leave Piotr?" Kitty asked, turning to look at her cabinet, instead of facing him. "I'll call you later."

Piotr got up and looked at her longingly one last time before he left the office.

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"…It was just so insulting, ya know?" Kitty said over the phone. "Like, not only does he think he can throw his money around and make me happy, but he just walks into my bakery, my dream and starts trying to change things."

"You did exactly what you should have done," Wanda replied as she filed away the June expenses report. "Don't fret about it Kitty, that's his job. When are you planning on calling him back?"

"Tonight," Kitty replied.

"Don't do that," Wanda said. "Wait a couple of days, let him sweat a little. Let him know you're not one to mess with, okay?"

"Yeah," said Kitty. "Listen, I need to finish some paper work, I'll talk to you later, okay?"

"Sure," Wanda said. "Bye."

"Bye,"

They hung up the phone and Wanda looked through employee applications. Her last bartender had recently quit on her and she was looking for a replacement.

A knock sounded on her door.

"Come in," Wanda said, looking up.

"Hey Wanda," said a voice as a tall male stepped into the room. He had gray-brown hair that was shaggy and unkempt, dark blue beady eyes and a gray T-shirt and jeans. It appeared as if he didn't give much thought to his appearance judging by the multiple food stains.

"Um, hey Todd," Wanda said uneasily. She was expecting Victor Creed since he was due to collect his paycheck. "Uh…how did you get in here?"

"The back door is unlocked," Todd said, sitting casually in the seat opposite Wanda's as if he owned the place.

"So if it were locked what would you have done?" Wanda asked.

"Called your cell and told you to open the door for me," Todd said, leaning back in the chair and gazing at her.

"But…you don't have my cell number," Wanda said. "I never gave it to you."

"516-222-8732?" Todd asked. Wanda stared at him in total shock. "So yeah, sweet cheeks, what's good?"

"Why are you here?" Wanda asked.

"Can't I see my darling honey bun?" Todd asked, moving his seat in one quick motion so that it was beside her.

Wanda moved her chair back and quickly connected with the wall. She froze, wondering what to do, since she was trapped between the desk and two walls, her only way out being past Todd.

Todd frowned. "Why are you running away from me?" he asked, leaning closer.

Wanda flinched. "I'm not your anything Todd, just go away," she said.

Todd sighed. "Okay, but one kiss," he said.

"Ew, no!" Wanda said. The protest came out of her mouth involuntarily and she clasped her hand over her mouth and looked at Todd her eyes wide with shock.

Todd looked at her, his dull eyes suddenly becoming very sharp and angry. "You think I'm disgusting too, Wanda? Is that why you're running?" he asked.

"Todd I think it's time for you to leave," Wanda said calmly, hoping he'll leave.

"Not before my kiss," Todd said, getting closer to Wanda so that they were only a foot apart.

"Todd I swear if you don't get the hell away from me I will make sure that there will never be little Todd Tolensky's running around the world," Wanda said, becoming angry.

"You wouldn't do that to your cuddle muffin would you?" Todd said, looking at her curiously.

"Try me," Wanda said, her back fully pressed against the wall and praying that Todd wouldn't come any further.

Todd's eyes hardened. "Fine," he said. Without warning he quickly closed the gap between their lips. He pressed his tongue to her lips hoping for entrance while his hands started to grope her waist. Wanda's eyes opened in shock and she kicked whichever part of him was available with all her might, hoping it was his groin.

It was. Todd froze and dropped like a stone just as Victor Creed entered the room.

He raised his eyebrow at the writhing Todd. "I've come for my paycheck," he said to Wanda, deciding to ignore Todd.

"Get him out of here," Wanda said.

"I'm not working right now," Victor replied.

Wanda glared at him and thrust the check into his hands. "Get him out of here and you'll get a bonus on your next paycheck," she said. "Don't get him out of here and you'll be looking for a new job."

"And you'll be looking for a bouncer," Victor shot back.

"I can replace you easily," Wanda said. She picked up the application at the top of her pile. "This…Forge guy could do nicely."

Victor glared at her and snatched the check out of her hand. He strode over to Todd who was still on the ground and picked him up by his collar.

"Lock the door on your way out!" Wanda called out. She heard the distinct sound of a thud and knew that Victor and Todd had left.

She picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, is this Forge?" she asked. "This is the owner of Scarlett the night club? Um, I'm looking at your application and I see your good with technology. Would you be willing to help me with our security system?…Great!…"

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As "Tell Me" by P.Diddy featuring Christina Aguilera came on the radio Lexa ran to the boom box and turned up the music. Immediately she started dancing around Ethan's shop to the intense beats of the song.

As she twirled, gyrated and swung her hair all around the shop she gradually became aware of a pair of eyes watching her every move. Slowly her moves started to turn from playful to seductive.

As the song played in the background Lexa locked eyes with Pietro and continued to move her body to the rhythm of the beat. Pietro, completely abandoning his work got up to walk to her. They danced together for the last 30 seconds of the song without breaking eye contact until the song stopped when Lexa closed her eyes and her head started to move closer to Pietro's. Just as their lips were about to touch they heard a voice.

"Bravo! Bravo!" Ethan said from the doorway. "Great show! Maybe it'll get more people to come here."

Pietro turned to glare at Ethan. "Do you mind?" he asked.

"Yes, actually I do," Ethan responded smiling. His face turned serious. "Bro, seriously though, you need to stop fooling around and get to work. We're loosing the little customers we have and until we find a way to get more, we're going to be a bit tight with money."

Lexa frowned. "Why are you guys loosing business?" she asked.

Ethan shrugged. "We're not well known," he said. "And it's not like we have a policy that gets our customers discounts or something."

Lexa continued to frown, her mind going at super speed. "Hold on a second," she said. She pulled out her phone and dialed two.

"Hey Daddy, you know how the auto shop you and your friends get your motorcycles repaired is closing?" Lexa asked into the phone. "Where are you going to go now?…Well, I know this place that is pretty good… It's called Ethan's… Yeah, I'll give you the location later. But like, they're running out of business and I was wondering… great! Thanks Daddy! Bye!"

"Aww, when things go wrong she goes running to Daddy," Pietro teased her. Lexa elbowed him.

"Shut up," she said. "Especially since I just got you guys a ton of new business. My dad and his biker friends are going to be coming here from now on thanks to yours truly."

Ethan raised an eyebrow. "How many biker friends does he have?" he asked, thinking the number was 5 or so.

"About fifty," Lexa said.

Ethan's eyes widened and his mouth dropped. "Fifty!?" he said. He punched the air in triumph. "We're gonna be rich!"

While Ethan jumped around the store celebrating, Pietro turned his crystal eyes on Lexa.

"You should be getting home soon," he said. "It's getting pretty late."

Lexa bit her lip. "I need a ride back," she reluctantly told him.

He looked at her confused. "How did you get here?" he asked. "Where is your car?"

Lexa shrugged. "I asked Kitty to drop me off her before she went to work," she said.

Pietro shook his head at her in amusement. "Come on," he said, picking up his car keys. "I'll take you home."

The two of them climbed into Pietro's Mitsubishi Spyder Eclipse and Pietro, mindful of his smell opened the roof.

The two of them rode to Lexa's house in silence, not saying anything until Pietro walked her to the front door.

"I can't believe you skipped work today just to hang out with me," Pietro said.

Lexa shrugged. "No big deal," she said. "I probably can't do it soon, but it was fun. I enjoyed myself."

"Good," Pietro said, stepping closer towards her. He grabbed her by the waist and kissed her slowly, sucking on her bottom lip softly until she was about to go crazy with lust.

The porch lights went on and off rapidly and a certain scarlet wearing goth screamed, "Hey! Quit it out there!"

Lexa smiled as she kissed Pietro one more time. "See you later," she said.

"Bye Lexa," he replied and left.

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