Shady Business by Silver MoonAngel @ AI and ASMR
Carley MoonAngel @ FF.Net
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STANDARD DISCLAIMER APPLIES
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AN: This is the second, EDITED, version of Shady Business. I'm
still going to be writing the first version we all know and love
(well, at least I do) and taking suggestions to revise it and create
this one!
Also, some new elements are going to be introduced, but it will only
prove to enhance it (I hope).
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Chapter Seven - The Morning After
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Serena awoke in Darien's bedroom, the morning sun, and Darien,
looming over her. She smiled up at him and stretched like a cat. A
woman could get used to looking at a man above her in the morning.
Darien smiled down at her. Damn, but she was beautiful. Her
long hair was in tangles and sleep still clouded her eyes, but he
was aching for her--literally. Instead of burying himself in her
beauty, he settled for a light peck and said, "G'morning
sleepyhead."
Serena smiled up at him. She could never tire of waking up
beneath him. "Good morning," Serena replied, stifling a yawn. She
was sure that if she looked in the mirror, her hair would be a
knotted mess, but she didn't care; she was lying beneath the one she
loved. 'At least I can admit it to myself,' she thought, stretching
again.
Darien stared at her bright blue eyes that were still heavy
with sleep; their brightness and depth never ceased to amaze him.
If only he could convince her to stay with him... "Are you hungry?"
Serena smiled up at him and stretched, "Are you kidding? I'm
famished." She gave him a look that said, 'I wouldn't mind
breakfast in bed, as long as I get to nibble on you.'
Darien looked at her and then at himself. He saw a faint
blush paint her cheeks and then he got up--allowing Serena to do so-
-and started getting dressed. He looked over at Serena, who was
biting her lip and had pulled the covers up to her chin. Darien
walked over and planted a short kiss on her lips. "I'll take you
through the passageway in a moment."
Serena breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to wear her
clothes after what had happened last night. Some little part of her
didn't want to say anything about the shredded state of them. 'I'd
really look like Cinderella then,' she giggled to herself.
Darien handed her a robe. He curiously watched as she placed
her hair in front of her as she lifted the robe, put it on, and
swung the mass so it was lying across her back. He gently laid his
hands across her shoulders and steered her toward the door of the
passageway. Grabbing her hand, he directed her toward the second
door and opened it, gently pushing her inside. "I need to go to my
room for something. Meet me in my study?"
Serena nodded her head and watched him slowly close the door
behind him. She hurriedly grabbed a random pair of jeans and a
sweatshirt and threw them on, hoping to beat him to his study.
Reaching the door a few minutes later, she paused to open it,
hearing voices within.
"Beryl, what a surprise..."
"Come here, honey..."
Serena opened the door and peeked inside. There, in the
middle of the study, was a cherry-haired woman passionately kissing
Darien. Tears silently coursed down Serena's cheeks as she fled up
the stairs and to her room. Immediately, she placed a call into the
airport, requesting a one-way ticket to Michigan. Carlin would be
the only one to help her. She was the only one who understood
Serena. Then, she called the chauffeur, asking him to take her to
the airport. She heard the slight confusion in his voice, but she
didn't care. She needed to get the hell out of there. Finally, she
packed her bags and went down to the waiting car, muttering curses
against Darien, and never looking back.
* * *
"Beryl, what a surprise..." Darien gaped at Beryl Harpís in
shock. He tucked the little velvet box back into his pocket and
gazed nervously around the room. Where was Serena?
"Come here, honey..." Beryl slithered her arms around him and
kissed him passionately.
There had been a time when Beryl's kisses had excited him, but
now wasn't the time. Serena was going to be his soon, and Beryl
needed to realize that. Darien pulled away and spat on the ground.
He said in a hushed tone, "I'm with someone else, it's best that you
just leave."
Beryl tried to take him back into her arms, "But Darien, I
miss you."
He turned to her and said, "Go find someone else, Beryl."
Walking up to her until she was standing under his nose, he added,
"If you ever come here again, I won't be quite as friendly again."
Beryl's slanted her eyes and took a few steps back. "Well, if
you get tired of the Blade family whore," she screamed at him, "you
know where to find me!" She pivoted and stomped out the door.
Darien waited until he heard her slam the door before he noted
Serena's absence. Stepping into the hallway, he asked, "Byrne,
where's Serena?"
Byrne turned his head away from his master. His master had to
have been as much a cold-hearted bastard as his father to send off
Serena like that and then ask where she was. "Miss Blade has
vacated the premises."
"She's what!" Darien bellowed next to Byrne's ear. "Why
would she do that?"
"Maybe because you've turned into your father!" Byrne yelled
back at him, not caring if Darien got angry.
"Last time I checked I had a heart, unlike that unfeeling
bastard." Darien breathed quietly into the deserted entryway.
"I'll ask again. Byrne, where is Serena?"
"She went home." Byrne said, stiffening his back. "On her
way out, she cursed you and said, 'It'll be a cold day in hell when
I see that two-timing bastard ever again.'"
Darien thought about what had happened today. He and Serena
had woken up. He went into his study. Beryl was waiting for him
when he got there. Beryl had kissed him... Darien ran a hand
through his hair. Well, shit. He messed up good and plenty this
time around. "Did she say where she was going?"
Byrne simply looked at him and said, "She went far enough away
to require a plane."
"Thank you." Darien walked in a daze to his study and
crumpled to the floor. He just had to be an idiot and ruin the one
thing he had worked the hardest. Wallowing in misery, Darien broke
down and cried, realizing that his next task wasn't going to be
easy.
* * *
Serena gazed dejectedly out the window of the airplane,
silently watching the clouds go by as tears streamed down her face.
Why did he have to be such a bastard and toss her aside like a used
tissue? Especially after...
Blotting her eyes, Serena motioned at the stewardess with her
cell phone. "Is it okay if I make a quick call?" Seeing her nod,
Serena flipped open her phone and dialed an all-to-familiar number.
"Car? This is Rene. Get a room ready, I'm coming home."
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This chapter was originally a little filler chapter to connect to
the next part of the story. I added a little more detail and
hopefully this will help.
Send Q's or C's to: silver_moonangel@yahoo.com
Carley MoonAngel @ FF.Net
--------------------------------------------------------------------
STANDARD DISCLAIMER APPLIES
--------------------------------------------------------------------
AN: This is the second, EDITED, version of Shady Business. I'm
still going to be writing the first version we all know and love
(well, at least I do) and taking suggestions to revise it and create
this one!
Also, some new elements are going to be introduced, but it will only
prove to enhance it (I hope).
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter Seven - The Morning After
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Serena awoke in Darien's bedroom, the morning sun, and Darien,
looming over her. She smiled up at him and stretched like a cat. A
woman could get used to looking at a man above her in the morning.
Darien smiled down at her. Damn, but she was beautiful. Her
long hair was in tangles and sleep still clouded her eyes, but he
was aching for her--literally. Instead of burying himself in her
beauty, he settled for a light peck and said, "G'morning
sleepyhead."
Serena smiled up at him. She could never tire of waking up
beneath him. "Good morning," Serena replied, stifling a yawn. She
was sure that if she looked in the mirror, her hair would be a
knotted mess, but she didn't care; she was lying beneath the one she
loved. 'At least I can admit it to myself,' she thought, stretching
again.
Darien stared at her bright blue eyes that were still heavy
with sleep; their brightness and depth never ceased to amaze him.
If only he could convince her to stay with him... "Are you hungry?"
Serena smiled up at him and stretched, "Are you kidding? I'm
famished." She gave him a look that said, 'I wouldn't mind
breakfast in bed, as long as I get to nibble on you.'
Darien looked at her and then at himself. He saw a faint
blush paint her cheeks and then he got up--allowing Serena to do so-
-and started getting dressed. He looked over at Serena, who was
biting her lip and had pulled the covers up to her chin. Darien
walked over and planted a short kiss on her lips. "I'll take you
through the passageway in a moment."
Serena breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to wear her
clothes after what had happened last night. Some little part of her
didn't want to say anything about the shredded state of them. 'I'd
really look like Cinderella then,' she giggled to herself.
Darien handed her a robe. He curiously watched as she placed
her hair in front of her as she lifted the robe, put it on, and
swung the mass so it was lying across her back. He gently laid his
hands across her shoulders and steered her toward the door of the
passageway. Grabbing her hand, he directed her toward the second
door and opened it, gently pushing her inside. "I need to go to my
room for something. Meet me in my study?"
Serena nodded her head and watched him slowly close the door
behind him. She hurriedly grabbed a random pair of jeans and a
sweatshirt and threw them on, hoping to beat him to his study.
Reaching the door a few minutes later, she paused to open it,
hearing voices within.
"Beryl, what a surprise..."
"Come here, honey..."
Serena opened the door and peeked inside. There, in the
middle of the study, was a cherry-haired woman passionately kissing
Darien. Tears silently coursed down Serena's cheeks as she fled up
the stairs and to her room. Immediately, she placed a call into the
airport, requesting a one-way ticket to Michigan. Carlin would be
the only one to help her. She was the only one who understood
Serena. Then, she called the chauffeur, asking him to take her to
the airport. She heard the slight confusion in his voice, but she
didn't care. She needed to get the hell out of there. Finally, she
packed her bags and went down to the waiting car, muttering curses
against Darien, and never looking back.
* * *
"Beryl, what a surprise..." Darien gaped at Beryl Harpís in
shock. He tucked the little velvet box back into his pocket and
gazed nervously around the room. Where was Serena?
"Come here, honey..." Beryl slithered her arms around him and
kissed him passionately.
There had been a time when Beryl's kisses had excited him, but
now wasn't the time. Serena was going to be his soon, and Beryl
needed to realize that. Darien pulled away and spat on the ground.
He said in a hushed tone, "I'm with someone else, it's best that you
just leave."
Beryl tried to take him back into her arms, "But Darien, I
miss you."
He turned to her and said, "Go find someone else, Beryl."
Walking up to her until she was standing under his nose, he added,
"If you ever come here again, I won't be quite as friendly again."
Beryl's slanted her eyes and took a few steps back. "Well, if
you get tired of the Blade family whore," she screamed at him, "you
know where to find me!" She pivoted and stomped out the door.
Darien waited until he heard her slam the door before he noted
Serena's absence. Stepping into the hallway, he asked, "Byrne,
where's Serena?"
Byrne turned his head away from his master. His master had to
have been as much a cold-hearted bastard as his father to send off
Serena like that and then ask where she was. "Miss Blade has
vacated the premises."
"She's what!" Darien bellowed next to Byrne's ear. "Why
would she do that?"
"Maybe because you've turned into your father!" Byrne yelled
back at him, not caring if Darien got angry.
"Last time I checked I had a heart, unlike that unfeeling
bastard." Darien breathed quietly into the deserted entryway.
"I'll ask again. Byrne, where is Serena?"
"She went home." Byrne said, stiffening his back. "On her
way out, she cursed you and said, 'It'll be a cold day in hell when
I see that two-timing bastard ever again.'"
Darien thought about what had happened today. He and Serena
had woken up. He went into his study. Beryl was waiting for him
when he got there. Beryl had kissed him... Darien ran a hand
through his hair. Well, shit. He messed up good and plenty this
time around. "Did she say where she was going?"
Byrne simply looked at him and said, "She went far enough away
to require a plane."
"Thank you." Darien walked in a daze to his study and
crumpled to the floor. He just had to be an idiot and ruin the one
thing he had worked the hardest. Wallowing in misery, Darien broke
down and cried, realizing that his next task wasn't going to be
easy.
* * *
Serena gazed dejectedly out the window of the airplane,
silently watching the clouds go by as tears streamed down her face.
Why did he have to be such a bastard and toss her aside like a used
tissue? Especially after...
Blotting her eyes, Serena motioned at the stewardess with her
cell phone. "Is it okay if I make a quick call?" Seeing her nod,
Serena flipped open her phone and dialed an all-to-familiar number.
"Car? This is Rene. Get a room ready, I'm coming home."
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This chapter was originally a little filler chapter to connect to
the next part of the story. I added a little more detail and
hopefully this will help.
Send Q's or C's to: silver_moonangel@yahoo.com