Story-line: In a supernatural world, where vampires and werewolves roam free, Serena finds herself in the position of being wanted by two very powerful, very different men. Will she follow her heart and make the right choice in the matter of love?
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DECEIT
Chapter 3
Rosegalaxia
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He looked embarrassed. And damn right, he had a right to. Men just didn't read those kind of books. They just didn't. Prejudiced, who me?
He now started to look affronted. " Of course not. Men do not read romance novels." Prejudiced, who him? " However, from what I have heard of them, some are interesting. Even as long as two centuries ago, they were the rage among the ladies. I am sure you can understand from that how I know so much about them."
Well, actually I didn't. He knew what was in them because the ladies read them? Why did that sound fishy? Then I felt like hitting myself on the head. A ditzy Serena is not a good Serena. A good Serena is some-one who should have delivered the request and upon receiving the answer, high-tailed it out of there as fast as she could, back to Andrew and his comforting arms. But oh nooo. This Serena just had to stay and listen to Darien play with her mind. Yep. You've guessed it. I'm a sucker for punishment.
" Yeah well, whatever." Clever repartee isn't it? I'm so in awe of my brain powers.
Darien smiled, a quick flash of fangs. That surprised me a little. Except his pale colour, at the moment he looked like any other alive human being. He was a monster. Both men in my life were monsters. And I was ditching one of them, to go play a good little wife to the other. Can any-one see anything wrong with this picture?
" I get the feeling Serena, that you are impatient to be on your way, to go home and comfort yourself in your fiance's arms."
Need I say it again? Oh alright. Miiiind reader.
I stared at Darien and wondered whether I should remain silent or say something. I settled for the first.
" No comment?" He waited for me to say something but when I still kept my mouth shut, he raised a perfectly-shaped black eyebrow. God, it was such a perfect shape that he had to pluck it. " Still nothing Serena? This is not like you. Usually I'm worried about the state of your mouth. It needs a rest now and then."
I took a deep breath but still said nothing. I should really get a prize. However much I don't want to admit it, Darien was right. I always had troubling keeping my mouth shut. I just couldn't do it.
My eyes widened as Darien slowly stood and walked around the desk towards me. He stopped and as colour flooded my cheeks, my eyes focused on the small, visible expanse of chest which was just inches away from my face. He lowered his voice to a husky whisper and my stomach muscles quivered at hearing it. Now was one of those times when I really wished that I was a lesbian and wasn't affected by any of the male species.
" I'm sure you know of the saying 'cat got your tongue?' But I think that in your case, we will have to change it to something more suitable. Like... wolf got your tongue?"
I took a deep breath and as I heard Darien chuckle, I couldn't help myself. I had to say something. I swear, if only he hadn't laughed, nothing would have passed my lips. " Shut the fuck up Darien." I am so glad my mama wasn't here to hear me. But my poor grand-mama must be turning in her grave.
This... rudeness just served to make Darien chuckle even more (and made me look like child. But let's just ignore that ok?). His titter (ok, ok) his gurgle (okaaay) his snigger (happy?) made me even madder. Anger is a great tool. If you're ever embarrassed, think of something maddening and I guarantee you'll forget your embarrassment. If you're feeling guilty, place the blame firmly on some-one else's shoulders and get angry. If your boss starts insulting you, get angry and yell back... oh. Well, maybe not. I mean, if you valued your job.
" Fine. You find this funny?" Something in my tone must have reached Darien because he switched his laughter off as fast as a wink, (si-mi-le! My English teacher would have been so proud! All his hard work finally paid off. I'm actually using literary devices! So ok, I talk to myself when using similes and nobody else hears me, but so what? I know I do). It left his face blank, with no emotion in it. Creepy. He didn't say anything. Creepier. Wonder if it was his turn to play keep-your-mouth-shut. He just calmly stared at me from out of his blue, oh wow, bluuueeee eyes. Creepiest.
I repeated myself, " Ok... ok. It's good that you think all this is funny. It'll make things much easier all round. For everybody. After all, humour is the food for the soul." (I made that saying up. Isn't it absolutely, wonderfully, thrillingly fantastic?) I spun on my heels and threw my final parting line over my shoulder. " Andrew and I will be sure to invite you to the wedding."
I didn't see it. I didn't see him at all. He wasn't there and then he was. He'd just appeared in front of me, blocking the door. I gasped and stumbled back but Darien's hand shot out to grab my arm. I tried to pull away but it didn't work. Evidently, he was using his much superior strength to make me do what he wanted. Men were always men no matter what their life status was. Whether they were dead or alive.
" Let go of me Darien!"
Darien shook his head a little and his arm slowly started pulling me closer to him. I looked into his face and this time it wasn't emotionless. But it was filled with an emotion I could have gone without tonight. Anger. Yeah yeah I know. Anger is a great tool. But not when used against you.
Twin flames of rage were burning in his eyes and I shivered as a blast of icy fury washed over me.
" Darien!" I am very sorry to say that my voice sounded suspiciously like a squeak. But I'm sure that was due to the stress of the moment. My ears must have been malfunctioning because there's so way I would ever squeak! I mean, come on! Whisper, mutter, mumble I could do but squeak? Please! That was a no no. Serious no no. A stern no no. I'm sure you get my point.
He brought his face very close to mine and spoke through barely open lips. " There will be no invitation because there will be no wedding."
I fumbled against my neck for the cross that, thank goodness, I had. But Darien was there before me. He took the cross by the chain and pulled. I heard it snap and as my eyes desperately followed its movement, Darien flung it across his room, where it fell, after thudding against the wall.
Now, need I state it? Do you have to make me say it? Oh alright. I was defenceless. Powerless. Vulnerable. God!
" Darien!"
As soon as the last syllable left my mouth, he spun me around and pressed me against the wall. Darien covered my body with his and I closed my eyes as I felt that familiar sensation that I was started to feel whenever Darien got too close to me. It was shaming that even now, when Darien was so angry, and while I should have been fighting him, I wanted him. Could life get any worse? And as I was about to find out, yes. It could.
" Listen to me Serena. I will let you go now on one condition. And I will let Andrew live on one condition."
I licked my lips and swallowed. What was Darien thinking of now?
" I will allow Andrew to live if you postpone your wedding, dump him and become my mate."
I opened my mouth to tell him to go to hell but he put out a hand to cover my mouth.
" And I will let you go now, if you kiss me."
" What?"
" You heard me. One kiss. Only one kiss is what I ask of you."
I thought about it for a while. I didn't agree with me becoming his mate, wished that, dreamt that, never want to live it, but I was all for going home. And it was only one kiss. What had I to loose?
" One kiss?"
Darien nodded and slowly brought his face closer to mine.
" Only one kiss Serena. No more. No less. One kiss."
I looked at Darien's face. His eyes were bright shining jewels of light. Slowly, slowly, my lips touched his and the world exploded. I always thought how Andrew's were the softest lips I had ever kissed. But Darien definitely took the mark on the most smoothest. The silkiest. And I guess if they were smooth and silky, they were soft.
He brought his hand up to cup my jaw. Angling my head to one side, his tongue traced the line of my closed lips and on a shudder, I let him through. He used his lips, his teeth and his tongue to take me where I shouldn't go but where I wanted to go. With him. Very much.
I brought my hands up and slipped them around his neck. I ran my fingers through the soft strands of his hair just as he ran his tongue on the hard line of my teeth. I moaned and Darien pressed against me harder in response. He bent his knees down a little and made sure that his crotch came in hard contact with mine. His aroused crotch. I arched into him as I felt the long hardness of him.
I was so lost in the taste of him that I didn't hear the office door open. I didn't hear the muttered curses that the person uttered and I barely registered when the door slammed shut. But what I did hear was the tenor of the voice. The very male voice. The very Andrew like voice! And obviously he had seen me. With Darien. In a kiss. In a very heated clinch!
I don't consider myself to be a very serious blasphemer but... oh... my... god!
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Review please! I appreciate all types of comments.
Rosegalaxia
rosegalaxia@yahoo.com
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DECEIT
Chapter 3
Rosegalaxia
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He looked embarrassed. And damn right, he had a right to. Men just didn't read those kind of books. They just didn't. Prejudiced, who me?
He now started to look affronted. " Of course not. Men do not read romance novels." Prejudiced, who him? " However, from what I have heard of them, some are interesting. Even as long as two centuries ago, they were the rage among the ladies. I am sure you can understand from that how I know so much about them."
Well, actually I didn't. He knew what was in them because the ladies read them? Why did that sound fishy? Then I felt like hitting myself on the head. A ditzy Serena is not a good Serena. A good Serena is some-one who should have delivered the request and upon receiving the answer, high-tailed it out of there as fast as she could, back to Andrew and his comforting arms. But oh nooo. This Serena just had to stay and listen to Darien play with her mind. Yep. You've guessed it. I'm a sucker for punishment.
" Yeah well, whatever." Clever repartee isn't it? I'm so in awe of my brain powers.
Darien smiled, a quick flash of fangs. That surprised me a little. Except his pale colour, at the moment he looked like any other alive human being. He was a monster. Both men in my life were monsters. And I was ditching one of them, to go play a good little wife to the other. Can any-one see anything wrong with this picture?
" I get the feeling Serena, that you are impatient to be on your way, to go home and comfort yourself in your fiance's arms."
Need I say it again? Oh alright. Miiiind reader.
I stared at Darien and wondered whether I should remain silent or say something. I settled for the first.
" No comment?" He waited for me to say something but when I still kept my mouth shut, he raised a perfectly-shaped black eyebrow. God, it was such a perfect shape that he had to pluck it. " Still nothing Serena? This is not like you. Usually I'm worried about the state of your mouth. It needs a rest now and then."
I took a deep breath but still said nothing. I should really get a prize. However much I don't want to admit it, Darien was right. I always had troubling keeping my mouth shut. I just couldn't do it.
My eyes widened as Darien slowly stood and walked around the desk towards me. He stopped and as colour flooded my cheeks, my eyes focused on the small, visible expanse of chest which was just inches away from my face. He lowered his voice to a husky whisper and my stomach muscles quivered at hearing it. Now was one of those times when I really wished that I was a lesbian and wasn't affected by any of the male species.
" I'm sure you know of the saying 'cat got your tongue?' But I think that in your case, we will have to change it to something more suitable. Like... wolf got your tongue?"
I took a deep breath and as I heard Darien chuckle, I couldn't help myself. I had to say something. I swear, if only he hadn't laughed, nothing would have passed my lips. " Shut the fuck up Darien." I am so glad my mama wasn't here to hear me. But my poor grand-mama must be turning in her grave.
This... rudeness just served to make Darien chuckle even more (and made me look like child. But let's just ignore that ok?). His titter (ok, ok) his gurgle (okaaay) his snigger (happy?) made me even madder. Anger is a great tool. If you're ever embarrassed, think of something maddening and I guarantee you'll forget your embarrassment. If you're feeling guilty, place the blame firmly on some-one else's shoulders and get angry. If your boss starts insulting you, get angry and yell back... oh. Well, maybe not. I mean, if you valued your job.
" Fine. You find this funny?" Something in my tone must have reached Darien because he switched his laughter off as fast as a wink, (si-mi-le! My English teacher would have been so proud! All his hard work finally paid off. I'm actually using literary devices! So ok, I talk to myself when using similes and nobody else hears me, but so what? I know I do). It left his face blank, with no emotion in it. Creepy. He didn't say anything. Creepier. Wonder if it was his turn to play keep-your-mouth-shut. He just calmly stared at me from out of his blue, oh wow, bluuueeee eyes. Creepiest.
I repeated myself, " Ok... ok. It's good that you think all this is funny. It'll make things much easier all round. For everybody. After all, humour is the food for the soul." (I made that saying up. Isn't it absolutely, wonderfully, thrillingly fantastic?) I spun on my heels and threw my final parting line over my shoulder. " Andrew and I will be sure to invite you to the wedding."
I didn't see it. I didn't see him at all. He wasn't there and then he was. He'd just appeared in front of me, blocking the door. I gasped and stumbled back but Darien's hand shot out to grab my arm. I tried to pull away but it didn't work. Evidently, he was using his much superior strength to make me do what he wanted. Men were always men no matter what their life status was. Whether they were dead or alive.
" Let go of me Darien!"
Darien shook his head a little and his arm slowly started pulling me closer to him. I looked into his face and this time it wasn't emotionless. But it was filled with an emotion I could have gone without tonight. Anger. Yeah yeah I know. Anger is a great tool. But not when used against you.
Twin flames of rage were burning in his eyes and I shivered as a blast of icy fury washed over me.
" Darien!" I am very sorry to say that my voice sounded suspiciously like a squeak. But I'm sure that was due to the stress of the moment. My ears must have been malfunctioning because there's so way I would ever squeak! I mean, come on! Whisper, mutter, mumble I could do but squeak? Please! That was a no no. Serious no no. A stern no no. I'm sure you get my point.
He brought his face very close to mine and spoke through barely open lips. " There will be no invitation because there will be no wedding."
I fumbled against my neck for the cross that, thank goodness, I had. But Darien was there before me. He took the cross by the chain and pulled. I heard it snap and as my eyes desperately followed its movement, Darien flung it across his room, where it fell, after thudding against the wall.
Now, need I state it? Do you have to make me say it? Oh alright. I was defenceless. Powerless. Vulnerable. God!
" Darien!"
As soon as the last syllable left my mouth, he spun me around and pressed me against the wall. Darien covered my body with his and I closed my eyes as I felt that familiar sensation that I was started to feel whenever Darien got too close to me. It was shaming that even now, when Darien was so angry, and while I should have been fighting him, I wanted him. Could life get any worse? And as I was about to find out, yes. It could.
" Listen to me Serena. I will let you go now on one condition. And I will let Andrew live on one condition."
I licked my lips and swallowed. What was Darien thinking of now?
" I will allow Andrew to live if you postpone your wedding, dump him and become my mate."
I opened my mouth to tell him to go to hell but he put out a hand to cover my mouth.
" And I will let you go now, if you kiss me."
" What?"
" You heard me. One kiss. Only one kiss is what I ask of you."
I thought about it for a while. I didn't agree with me becoming his mate, wished that, dreamt that, never want to live it, but I was all for going home. And it was only one kiss. What had I to loose?
" One kiss?"
Darien nodded and slowly brought his face closer to mine.
" Only one kiss Serena. No more. No less. One kiss."
I looked at Darien's face. His eyes were bright shining jewels of light. Slowly, slowly, my lips touched his and the world exploded. I always thought how Andrew's were the softest lips I had ever kissed. But Darien definitely took the mark on the most smoothest. The silkiest. And I guess if they were smooth and silky, they were soft.
He brought his hand up to cup my jaw. Angling my head to one side, his tongue traced the line of my closed lips and on a shudder, I let him through. He used his lips, his teeth and his tongue to take me where I shouldn't go but where I wanted to go. With him. Very much.
I brought my hands up and slipped them around his neck. I ran my fingers through the soft strands of his hair just as he ran his tongue on the hard line of my teeth. I moaned and Darien pressed against me harder in response. He bent his knees down a little and made sure that his crotch came in hard contact with mine. His aroused crotch. I arched into him as I felt the long hardness of him.
I was so lost in the taste of him that I didn't hear the office door open. I didn't hear the muttered curses that the person uttered and I barely registered when the door slammed shut. But what I did hear was the tenor of the voice. The very male voice. The very Andrew like voice! And obviously he had seen me. With Darien. In a kiss. In a very heated clinch!
I don't consider myself to be a very serious blasphemer but... oh... my... god!
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Review please! I appreciate all types of comments.
Rosegalaxia
rosegalaxia@yahoo.com