Disclaimer: I don't own the characters just borrowing them for my own amusement. Content rated R. Basically, this is total smut. If that offends you stop right here. I see Lucius as being in total control always.
LOSS OF CONTROL
Chapter Ten
When she arrived at work that morning, the whole office was abuzz. Abby grabbed Gwen's arm and led her into a conference room and sat her down. "Gwen, you are not going to believe this, Stephen is dead. He was killed. One of the secretaries went to his house yesterday afternoon, they were supposed to meet for lunch, or something and she found him outside in the yard. Gwen, she said he was like totally turned inside out; it was the grossest thing she ever saw." Abby noticed Gwen had gone completely pale. "Oh, god, Gwen I'm sorry, I forgot you used to date him. I am so stupid sometimes." Abby continued to babble on but Gwen wasn't listening.
'Lucius' was the only thought going through Gwen's befuddled brain, 'it had to have been Lucius. He said he would get rid of him if I didn't.' She was sure it had been him, not that she would ever tell anyone. 'How did he know Stephen had come to see me?' Gwen's mind was racing.
"Gwen, are you alright, you haven't heard a word I've said." Abby was asking.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just surprised. What did you say, he looked turned inside out?"
"Oh... yeah, Mr. Martin said he's never seen anyone look like that not even after the Avada Kedavra curse. Hey! That means someone is out there using something worse than the Unforgivable curses and getting away with it." Abby said in wonderment.
Gwen just sat there unable to accept the reality of all of what Abby was saying.
Slowly the office returned to its normal routine. By the end of the week hardly anyone mentioned Stephen any more.
Upon returning home on Friday, Gwen entered her apartment to find Lucius waiting in his usual spot. Sudden fury filled Gwen at the sight of him sitting there so unconcerned as if everything were normal. She flew across the room and threw herself at him hitting and punching any part of him she could reach, screaming the whole while, "How dare you? How could you? What gives you the right to interfere in my life?" Lucius let her spend her fury, which didn't last long and she finally slumped to the floor muttering and shaking her head.
"Are you quite finished?" Lucius looked down at her on the floor, her face tear stained and her clothes askew.
Gwen just nodded.
"Get over here." Lucius gestured to the floor in front of him.
"No. No more. I'm not doing this anymore." Gwen looked him in the eye, as if daring him to make a move toward her.
"Gwen...Gwen..." Lucius was shaking his head in disbelief. "We've been through this before; I decide when it's over. Not you."
"I can't, Lucius we both know what you did to Stephen." She stopped, suddenly terrified at the look on his face.
"I have no idea of what you are talking about," he said icily.
"Please, I know what you..."
Lucius interrupted her, "Gwen...Gwen, how many time have I told you, I do not share my toys." He glared at her as if daring her to say anything more. "All right, let's just say I'm tired of being treated like a toy. I'm moving on with my life and you are not a part of it." Gwen didn't really want to discuss what had happened to Stephen.
Lucius looked at her, the anger slowly draining from his face to be replaced by a look of utter contempt, "You have become quite bothersome lately, all talk and no fun. Yes.....we are through. I've taken all I can from you." He stood and with a loud bang, was gone.
Gwen slumped on the floor relived that he had taken it so well. She would get on with her life, no matter how difficult it was she would forget all about Lucius Malfoy.
Time passed slowly for Gwen, she spent weekends with her parents, and filled her weeks with work. She refused the few invitations she received from men, not wanting to be involved with anyone, preferring to be alone. She even stopped going out with Abby and the other girls from the office.
One dreary spring afternoon, close to quitting time, while Gwen was transcribing notes taken during a meeting, there was a quiet knock on her partially closed office door. Looking up she saw Draco Malfoy and motioned for him to come in. "Draco, what a pleasant surprise, do come in."
"Hello Gwen, how are you?" Draco seemed much surer of himself than the last time she had seen him.
"I'm fine, and yourself?"
"Not bad, what brings you here?
"I wanted to see you. Is there someplace we can talk privately?"
Gwen's curiosity got the better of her, "It's almost quitting time anyway, how about if we go for a drink?"
Draco smiled, "That would be perfect." He waited while Gwen put away the documents she was working on and gathered her purse and coat. Offering her his arm he said, "Shall we?"
Gwen was impressed by the mature attitude Draco was displaying, though she was still wary, he was after all a Malfoy.
They went to a little café, across the street, after they had been seated and given the waiter their order Gwen looked across the table at Draco and said, "Well?"
"I wanted to see you again," he seemed unsure of how to continue but plunged ahead, "I can't help but think that if my father were not involved with you, you and I might have had a chance."
"Chance," Gwen looked surprised, "chance at what?"
Now Draco looked very uncomfortable, "A chance to see if maybe...if there was... I can't stop thinking about you...is there any way that you might have any feelings for me? Ever?"
It was Gwen's turn to look uncomfortable, "Draco I... you know about your father and I...I don't see how...what exactly are you expecting me to say?"
"I guess I'm just hoping that you will let me see you occasionally, maybe dinner, or whatever, just to see if anything developed between us. No strings, no promises, just maybe we could have a little fun."
"What do you mean by 'fun'?" Gwen asked warily.
Draco looked startled, "Nothing. Really, I just thought we could spend time together."
"Ummm, I don't know...you're a lot younger than I am, what do we really have in common?" Gwen was trying to let him down gently.
"I'm not that much younger than you, only six years, that's nothing. As to what we have in common, I think if we spent some time together we might find a lot of things we could share. Once you get to know me better you may find that we have the same opinions of certain people's behavior...." Draco let the thought trail off, not sure of how deep her feelings for his father went, not wanting to offend Gwen before he had a chance to prove himself.
He seemed so eager to please, Gwen thought, 'Why not?' "Okay, let's start with dinner tonight. Do you want to stay here or go somewhere else?"
"Here is fine."
And so their friendship began, after spending time with Draco, Gwen discovered that he was quite capable of having a platonic relationship. She also found that he was very intelligent and resourceful. He could think of the most fun places to go and things to do, she found herself looking forward to the time spent with him. One of the things that amazed her most was the way Draco looked at life. Lucius was a hard and unyielding person; he only looked at what he could get out of any given situation. Draco, on the other hand, was more than willing to compromise, he would always listen to Gwen's opinions and never made her feel she was not worthy of being in his presence. Without realizing it Gwen had fallen in love with Draco.
Draco, for his part, knew that if he was left alone with her long enough she would eventually succumb to him.
LOSS OF CONTROL
Chapter Ten
When she arrived at work that morning, the whole office was abuzz. Abby grabbed Gwen's arm and led her into a conference room and sat her down. "Gwen, you are not going to believe this, Stephen is dead. He was killed. One of the secretaries went to his house yesterday afternoon, they were supposed to meet for lunch, or something and she found him outside in the yard. Gwen, she said he was like totally turned inside out; it was the grossest thing she ever saw." Abby noticed Gwen had gone completely pale. "Oh, god, Gwen I'm sorry, I forgot you used to date him. I am so stupid sometimes." Abby continued to babble on but Gwen wasn't listening.
'Lucius' was the only thought going through Gwen's befuddled brain, 'it had to have been Lucius. He said he would get rid of him if I didn't.' She was sure it had been him, not that she would ever tell anyone. 'How did he know Stephen had come to see me?' Gwen's mind was racing.
"Gwen, are you alright, you haven't heard a word I've said." Abby was asking.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just surprised. What did you say, he looked turned inside out?"
"Oh... yeah, Mr. Martin said he's never seen anyone look like that not even after the Avada Kedavra curse. Hey! That means someone is out there using something worse than the Unforgivable curses and getting away with it." Abby said in wonderment.
Gwen just sat there unable to accept the reality of all of what Abby was saying.
Slowly the office returned to its normal routine. By the end of the week hardly anyone mentioned Stephen any more.
Upon returning home on Friday, Gwen entered her apartment to find Lucius waiting in his usual spot. Sudden fury filled Gwen at the sight of him sitting there so unconcerned as if everything were normal. She flew across the room and threw herself at him hitting and punching any part of him she could reach, screaming the whole while, "How dare you? How could you? What gives you the right to interfere in my life?" Lucius let her spend her fury, which didn't last long and she finally slumped to the floor muttering and shaking her head.
"Are you quite finished?" Lucius looked down at her on the floor, her face tear stained and her clothes askew.
Gwen just nodded.
"Get over here." Lucius gestured to the floor in front of him.
"No. No more. I'm not doing this anymore." Gwen looked him in the eye, as if daring him to make a move toward her.
"Gwen...Gwen..." Lucius was shaking his head in disbelief. "We've been through this before; I decide when it's over. Not you."
"I can't, Lucius we both know what you did to Stephen." She stopped, suddenly terrified at the look on his face.
"I have no idea of what you are talking about," he said icily.
"Please, I know what you..."
Lucius interrupted her, "Gwen...Gwen, how many time have I told you, I do not share my toys." He glared at her as if daring her to say anything more. "All right, let's just say I'm tired of being treated like a toy. I'm moving on with my life and you are not a part of it." Gwen didn't really want to discuss what had happened to Stephen.
Lucius looked at her, the anger slowly draining from his face to be replaced by a look of utter contempt, "You have become quite bothersome lately, all talk and no fun. Yes.....we are through. I've taken all I can from you." He stood and with a loud bang, was gone.
Gwen slumped on the floor relived that he had taken it so well. She would get on with her life, no matter how difficult it was she would forget all about Lucius Malfoy.
Time passed slowly for Gwen, she spent weekends with her parents, and filled her weeks with work. She refused the few invitations she received from men, not wanting to be involved with anyone, preferring to be alone. She even stopped going out with Abby and the other girls from the office.
One dreary spring afternoon, close to quitting time, while Gwen was transcribing notes taken during a meeting, there was a quiet knock on her partially closed office door. Looking up she saw Draco Malfoy and motioned for him to come in. "Draco, what a pleasant surprise, do come in."
"Hello Gwen, how are you?" Draco seemed much surer of himself than the last time she had seen him.
"I'm fine, and yourself?"
"Not bad, what brings you here?
"I wanted to see you. Is there someplace we can talk privately?"
Gwen's curiosity got the better of her, "It's almost quitting time anyway, how about if we go for a drink?"
Draco smiled, "That would be perfect." He waited while Gwen put away the documents she was working on and gathered her purse and coat. Offering her his arm he said, "Shall we?"
Gwen was impressed by the mature attitude Draco was displaying, though she was still wary, he was after all a Malfoy.
They went to a little café, across the street, after they had been seated and given the waiter their order Gwen looked across the table at Draco and said, "Well?"
"I wanted to see you again," he seemed unsure of how to continue but plunged ahead, "I can't help but think that if my father were not involved with you, you and I might have had a chance."
"Chance," Gwen looked surprised, "chance at what?"
Now Draco looked very uncomfortable, "A chance to see if maybe...if there was... I can't stop thinking about you...is there any way that you might have any feelings for me? Ever?"
It was Gwen's turn to look uncomfortable, "Draco I... you know about your father and I...I don't see how...what exactly are you expecting me to say?"
"I guess I'm just hoping that you will let me see you occasionally, maybe dinner, or whatever, just to see if anything developed between us. No strings, no promises, just maybe we could have a little fun."
"What do you mean by 'fun'?" Gwen asked warily.
Draco looked startled, "Nothing. Really, I just thought we could spend time together."
"Ummm, I don't know...you're a lot younger than I am, what do we really have in common?" Gwen was trying to let him down gently.
"I'm not that much younger than you, only six years, that's nothing. As to what we have in common, I think if we spent some time together we might find a lot of things we could share. Once you get to know me better you may find that we have the same opinions of certain people's behavior...." Draco let the thought trail off, not sure of how deep her feelings for his father went, not wanting to offend Gwen before he had a chance to prove himself.
He seemed so eager to please, Gwen thought, 'Why not?' "Okay, let's start with dinner tonight. Do you want to stay here or go somewhere else?"
"Here is fine."
And so their friendship began, after spending time with Draco, Gwen discovered that he was quite capable of having a platonic relationship. She also found that he was very intelligent and resourceful. He could think of the most fun places to go and things to do, she found herself looking forward to the time spent with him. One of the things that amazed her most was the way Draco looked at life. Lucius was a hard and unyielding person; he only looked at what he could get out of any given situation. Draco, on the other hand, was more than willing to compromise, he would always listen to Gwen's opinions and never made her feel she was not worthy of being in his presence. Without realizing it Gwen had fallen in love with Draco.
Draco, for his part, knew that if he was left alone with her long enough she would eventually succumb to him.