She was frustrated, he could tell by the way she quickened her pace as he continued to follow her. She made a "hmph" noise, trying desperately find her way through the mazed of his mansion. "Where the hell is the bathroom?" Her words came out quickly, she was fed up.

"You don't need to use it." Lex looked at her, smiled, hoping she would do the same. He received a quick, hard slap to the cheek, instead. Well, he wasn't expecting that. "I admit, I did deserve that." Another slap, except this time it was to the other cheek. How kind of her to make the pain even. "I probably deserved that, too. But, keep in mind that I'm not the one that wants to kill you. Oh, and that you are in fact staying here due to my generosity."

"Bullshit." Chloe was getting ready to land another slap, but Lex quickly caught hold of her hands. He's sure he didn't deserve a third one. "You can't keep me here!" He pushed her up against the wall; he was in complete control of her now. The picture was a bit arousing. "Let go of me!"

"I'm sorry for what I did. I admit that I'm a jackass, a dumb one, in fact. But, that isn't any reason why you should just run off and get killed. Do you even realize that you're practically a walking milk carton right now?" He couldn't help but yell. He wanted to make sure that she understood. If she got killed... Her eyes, those beautiful eyes, were staring back at him now. God, she was beautiful, so different from the others, from everyone.

"Let go of me." She said the words quietly this time. They were slower, colder. She wasn't going to run, he could tell by the look in her eyes, but he didn't want to let go, not now. He didn't want to stop touching her. Lex didn't understand how he was able to not have her there, in his arms, for this long. That night was too long ago. Too long ago for him to go back and fix it. Once again, he was in fact a jackass.

"No." Lex tightened his grip on her arms. He meant what he said. "I know you don't want to leave, you want to stay here with me. I'm what you need, Chloe. What else is out there for you? Who else? Clark? You don't want him, you never really wanted him."

"You are one arrogant son of a bitch." She tried to wiggle her way out of his grip, Lex held on tighter almost to the point of hurting her but not quite. "I will yell for security."

"They're my security." He laughed, which might not have been the best thing to do because he was now regretting it with the tinging pain in his groin. Oh, God, it hurt like hell! His grip loosened, and he could sense her running off. He tried keeping up with her, trying to desperately to desperately to pull her back in. He wanted her to lust for him again, he be damned if she wasn't doing just that by the end of the night. He was going to have her, no one else, but him. "Chloe, stop! Stop! Please!"

She was slowing down, a bit unsure of what to do, but still continued to move forward. Lex quickened his pace. "Please just stop." To his surprise she actually did. Maybe it was because of the desperate need in his voice that caused it. Whatever it was, Lex was truly thankful for it. "Chloe, I don't know how many times I have to say I'm sorry, but I will say it as many times as possible, because I am really sorry." She started walking again, but Lex quickly grabbed hold of her hand, not letting her leave, not now. "Do you really hate me that much that you rather die than be here with me, where it's safe?"

Chloe finally turned around. Lex could tell that she was struggling to hold back tears. He was beginning to think that she finally forgave him. "Fine, you win, Lex. I will stay here. It's a big mansion, so there shouldn't be any problems with having to be near you." Or maybe she was still a tad mad at him. She walked away, heading toward the study.

She is staying there now, at least. Lex was sure that he had plenty of time in continuing his persuasion.