China smirked happily to herself as she got out of Xander's bed, and pulled on her clothes. Everything was going according to plan, her bitch of a sister was just were she needed her. And a bonus came, one that she wasn't expecting. Des was attracted to Xander. That would keep Des out of her hair. She walked out of his room in silence, and headed up stairs to her own.
She turned on the shower and stepped inside, rushing to wash her hair and scrub her body clean of him. Sure Xander was wonderful in bed but she couldn't come to her boyfriend Rolf smelling like another man, that just wasn't her style.
Pulling a new black outfit from her walk-in closet she looked at the clock. 1:25. She had five minutes to get down to the stables where she always met him. Rolf Tyson. It was a dangerous affair but was well worth it. It was like Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. Their families had been rivals for over six generations, even before the Thorn's and Tyson's came to America. But for her plan to work she needed some one powerful, with enough muscle to take on her father, and Rolf Tyson was just the man for the job.
Although she liked him, it was his power and money that she loved. She tolerated his annoying habits, dismissed his minimal physique, but worshiped his power over people. Quietly going down the stairs she scanned her surroundings for any movement, and was relieved when she found none.
Moving carefully into the livingroom she was surprised to see a fire burning in the white marble fire place. She continued to walk towards the glass doors on the other end of the room. It led to the east gardens, then from there she could walk to the stables without having to worry about the security, or video cameras. Turning the handle she opened one of the doors. "Where are you going China?" Her father asked from somewhere behind her.
She turned around to find her father in a red silken robe, and his chiropractic custom slippers. What he called his Hugh Hefner playboy get up. She shook her head and inwardly cursed herself. She forgot about his nocturnal routines. "Hey Daddy." She said sweetly, with a smile. "I was uh, just going out for a stroll around the garden. I couldn't sleep." She replied innocently, but knew it didn't even sound merely convincing. Her father raised his eye brow, and gave her a chiding look. "Now princess you know how I feel about that what if there was some one lurking out there. You could be kidnapped." He said sternly. China felt like screaming.
How was she going to over throw him when he kept close tabs on her. This was getting frustrating. She was suppose to be weaving intricate twists and turns into this scheme of conspiracy and betrayal when all she was doing was getting caught like some ignorant teenager. She was suppose to be getting revenge.
"Father don't worry about me I'll be fine. Plus now that Des is home you have another daughter for back up if one goes missing or does some inconvenient or selfish thing like getting murdered." She said in fiery voice. Her father shook his head. "Don't pull that crap with me China." He replied "I'm not having any of my family getting into trouble. I don't want anything about us being front page newsnow get back to your room." He commanded. "Fine." She said turning on her heel and opening the glass door. "I'm not a child anymore father and I will make my own choices weather you like it or not! ." She said over her shoulder.
Pretty soon she was going to be rid of him, and when she was, not only would she be a happy woman, but also a rich one at that. She would have finally achieved the ultimate revenge. And who would everyone blame? The thorn of the familyDesiree.
Meanwhile back at the estate