Author: Lookin4Luv
Email: Capri_4_20@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: See Ch.1
Authors Note: The ball?! A little short.
Feedback: all for me
Shout Out: To all the reviewers that are for real
I Never Meant to Love You
Book VI Russell Winters didn't believe in holding back when it came to pleasure. The party was a major splurge. A thousand white roses and the finest caterers in the country would make his mansion into a middle age castle. He felt like Prince Prosperous in all his glory. Nothing was to go wrong tonight. Winters spent more on this party then his weddings.
As he entered the ballroom, Winters felt the eyes on him, admiring, jealous and superficial pairs of eyes all around trying to warm the host to their many talents. Defiantly felt like a prince. In the farthest corner he saw a potential. A young Korean girl, dainty but elegant with long legs that were flattered by her tight brown dress. Her hair was half up and accentuated her facial features that were done with heavy eye makeup and lipstick that showed off her plump lips. He smiled in her direction and as usual she smiled and licked her moistened lips. Winters started to mingle with all the head honchos that he would soon beat out of their own businesses. What was the saying "Keep your friends close, and your enemies even closer." His policy to the end and it had never failed him (he had hundreds of franchises on that).
The lights were bright and the dance floor sparkled. Everything was perfected to a T even the bathroom had been expertly done with perfume and cologne. Winters smiled, his parties were the best and always brought the best scandals. Tomorrow, he would review the tapes from the cameras hidden in every room of the house, to see which senators and CEO's were foolish enough to have sex in their nemesis house.
As Angelus entered the house he felt the sexual tension and lust in the air. Searching the crowd for a lonely woman he spotted too many but none that surprised him and that's what he wanted tonight, a surprise. He brushed past those who greeted him right into the ballroom where the music played and the champagne flowed like water on the Nile. Seeing a deserted table, he sat down and grabbed a martini.
Browsing the crowd he saw a few that he knew but no one that appealed to him tonight. There was old friends and clients mixed together with beautiful women and here he sat on the sidelines thinking of one annoying blonde.
She knew she had him. Seeing him sit at the empty table she knew that he wanted something new and adventurous tonight and that's exactly what she had to offer. Approaching him like prey she slinked into the seat beside him. Angelus turned and his jaw dropped. She was the last person he expected to be here tonight. "What's the matter stranger?" she asked smiling. "I don't think this is very appropriate, do you?" "I was never into appropriate now was I? What about you? Huh? Looking a little down tonight? Daddy hurt you?" "Go find another ex to agitate, Darla. I don't have time for your petty dealings. Go back to your Master." Angelus finished his martini, stood up and pushed the ex-fling out of his way. Nothing was going to work tonight if he did not forget some messed up, gorgeous, perfect woman.
Finding his way to the door, Angelus was stopped by none other then the host of this elaborate shindig, the illustrious Mr. Winters. "Why if it isn't Angelus Conner? Its been a while Conner. How's business?" the smile of Winters face was like a painting, to perfection. "Business is well although I think I will be retiring early tonight. It seems I've caught a cold or something. Goodnight Russell, enjoy your party it is wonderful." "Well good night chap hope you feel better. Too bad you couldn't stay I see quite the little woman for you. You like blondes right, there is Ms. Summers."
On the tip of a name Angelus jerked his head in the direction of Winters finger to the stairs where his golden dream goddess walked down this very minute. He didn't realize he was staring or even when Winters patted his back and walked away laughing.
Buffy walked down the stairs with a light step and a huge smile. The camera was in place like it should be and Winters was easily spotted in the crowd in his entire white suit with black tie. Unlike his guests who had all chosen black tux's. Blocking out the crowd and everything else but her target, Buffy casually followed him to the bar room. Not noticing when Angelus followed her still in awe.
Russell knew Angelus's reputation and how attractive he was. Maybe his spur of the moment plan would work. When he turned at the bar and was met with Buffy Summers absolutely beautiful body he felt the disturbance in his pants. She was a dream even if she was a problem. "Welcome Ms. Summers. Are you enjoying yourself?" he asked politely trying not to show his discomfort. "Not yet. But I'm sure me and you will make our own enjoyment later. Promise?" Buffy whispered in his ear. The pants seemed to be tailored wrong. Too tight.
Email: Capri_4_20@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: See Ch.1
Authors Note: The ball?! A little short.
Feedback: all for me
Shout Out: To all the reviewers that are for real
I Never Meant to Love You
Book VI Russell Winters didn't believe in holding back when it came to pleasure. The party was a major splurge. A thousand white roses and the finest caterers in the country would make his mansion into a middle age castle. He felt like Prince Prosperous in all his glory. Nothing was to go wrong tonight. Winters spent more on this party then his weddings.
As he entered the ballroom, Winters felt the eyes on him, admiring, jealous and superficial pairs of eyes all around trying to warm the host to their many talents. Defiantly felt like a prince. In the farthest corner he saw a potential. A young Korean girl, dainty but elegant with long legs that were flattered by her tight brown dress. Her hair was half up and accentuated her facial features that were done with heavy eye makeup and lipstick that showed off her plump lips. He smiled in her direction and as usual she smiled and licked her moistened lips. Winters started to mingle with all the head honchos that he would soon beat out of their own businesses. What was the saying "Keep your friends close, and your enemies even closer." His policy to the end and it had never failed him (he had hundreds of franchises on that).
The lights were bright and the dance floor sparkled. Everything was perfected to a T even the bathroom had been expertly done with perfume and cologne. Winters smiled, his parties were the best and always brought the best scandals. Tomorrow, he would review the tapes from the cameras hidden in every room of the house, to see which senators and CEO's were foolish enough to have sex in their nemesis house.
As Angelus entered the house he felt the sexual tension and lust in the air. Searching the crowd for a lonely woman he spotted too many but none that surprised him and that's what he wanted tonight, a surprise. He brushed past those who greeted him right into the ballroom where the music played and the champagne flowed like water on the Nile. Seeing a deserted table, he sat down and grabbed a martini.
Browsing the crowd he saw a few that he knew but no one that appealed to him tonight. There was old friends and clients mixed together with beautiful women and here he sat on the sidelines thinking of one annoying blonde.
She knew she had him. Seeing him sit at the empty table she knew that he wanted something new and adventurous tonight and that's exactly what she had to offer. Approaching him like prey she slinked into the seat beside him. Angelus turned and his jaw dropped. She was the last person he expected to be here tonight. "What's the matter stranger?" she asked smiling. "I don't think this is very appropriate, do you?" "I was never into appropriate now was I? What about you? Huh? Looking a little down tonight? Daddy hurt you?" "Go find another ex to agitate, Darla. I don't have time for your petty dealings. Go back to your Master." Angelus finished his martini, stood up and pushed the ex-fling out of his way. Nothing was going to work tonight if he did not forget some messed up, gorgeous, perfect woman.
Finding his way to the door, Angelus was stopped by none other then the host of this elaborate shindig, the illustrious Mr. Winters. "Why if it isn't Angelus Conner? Its been a while Conner. How's business?" the smile of Winters face was like a painting, to perfection. "Business is well although I think I will be retiring early tonight. It seems I've caught a cold or something. Goodnight Russell, enjoy your party it is wonderful." "Well good night chap hope you feel better. Too bad you couldn't stay I see quite the little woman for you. You like blondes right, there is Ms. Summers."
On the tip of a name Angelus jerked his head in the direction of Winters finger to the stairs where his golden dream goddess walked down this very minute. He didn't realize he was staring or even when Winters patted his back and walked away laughing.
Buffy walked down the stairs with a light step and a huge smile. The camera was in place like it should be and Winters was easily spotted in the crowd in his entire white suit with black tie. Unlike his guests who had all chosen black tux's. Blocking out the crowd and everything else but her target, Buffy casually followed him to the bar room. Not noticing when Angelus followed her still in awe.
Russell knew Angelus's reputation and how attractive he was. Maybe his spur of the moment plan would work. When he turned at the bar and was met with Buffy Summers absolutely beautiful body he felt the disturbance in his pants. She was a dream even if she was a problem. "Welcome Ms. Summers. Are you enjoying yourself?" he asked politely trying not to show his discomfort. "Not yet. But I'm sure me and you will make our own enjoyment later. Promise?" Buffy whispered in his ear. The pants seemed to be tailored wrong. Too tight.
