The Hidden Page
Chapter 7
Beware of Enemies Disguised As Friends
Paige lounged on a luxurious leather sofa surrounded by three very handsome men who were pampering her like she was Cleopatra. They were all hotties but there was one in particular who caught her fancy. He had closely cropped dark hair and the most intriguing brown eyes. He must be equally attracted to her because he seemed the most attentive to her wants and needs.
The object of her desire sat next to her and lifted one of her feet onto his lap and began caressing it. "My dearest Paige, don't misunderstand me darling, but what are you doing here when you know your sisters are probably searching for you right now?" "Who cares about them they sure as heck don't care about me." "You misunderstand me my darling, I don't have an ounce of concern for their feelings and neither should you. It's just that this is your private sanctuary and we are your personal guardians. You've run the risk of them discovering it and us. Now they are certain to crash the party."
"Well what did you expect me to do?" Paige whined. "Stay there and get screamed at like I'm some sort of child? They don't own me no matter what they think?" "Of course they don't sweetheart. In fact I think the truth of the matter is their jealous of you."
"Jealous of me?" Paige said with more than a hint of interest. Yes of course. You're a million times more kind and smart than that Piper and far more beautiful than Phoebe. They know that and they are worried. Why do you think they are trying to suppress your natural talents by constantly criticizing you and getting you to doubt just how worthy you are? We know better though don't we?" he said leaning close to brush a kiss across her lips. "We do?" Paige asked breathlessly.
"Of course we do. You are not like those two pandered to princesses who have had everything handed to them their whole lives. You've earned what you have and that's why we've been assigned to your service. The magical powers that be are very impressed. He brushed his lips against hers again.
Suddenly a dark cloud appeared in the middle of the room. When it cleared away it revealed an older man with salt and pepper hair. "What do you think you are doing? He asked the man on the couch with Paige. Don't you dare forget your place. I am in charge here and I will not have you an underling taking advantage of our special one. If you harm her in any way you will have me to answer too. "But he wasn't harming me and I really don't mind his affection," Paige protested.
"Oh my dear you are so young and naive! Don't worry, however, you have me to teach you. "Now you" he said to the three guardians, "leave us." The other two men in the room were about to protest but the guardian who had been next to Paige said, "We must listen to our wise leader. Forgive me", he apologized to Paige and the older man. Then he shoved his companions through a hidden compartment in the wall.
Once they were hidden from the old man and young woman, the tallest and pushiest of the other two men turned at him and snarled. "Look I may have to put up with taking orders from the geezer but I don't have to listen to you, Warlock."
The Warlock in question grabbed the complainer and through him up against the wall. "Well you best rethink that decision and also your concept of the chain of command here. I'm the one with the most experience, the most forceful and developed powers, and the one with the plan that is the most likely to succeed in gaining revenge on the Halliwell sisters.
"Yeah, " the complainer responded. "What happens when the old man finds out your trying to stab him in the back and you're just using his princess to get to one of her sisters? Not to mention, what will the Source do to you, when he finds out your trying to double cross him and steal his thrown?"
"Neither one will find out anything unless you're stupider than you look. Don't try to cross me you novice dark lighter in training. You won't like the consequences I promise you." The Warlock gave his nemesis his most evil glare. As macho as the complainer tried to appear at heart he was really a coward and he backed down.
"What about you?" the Warlock asked the other man in the room. "Look I don't care anything about your little power plays. The only thing I care about is making Piper Halliwell pay for what she's responsible for period. What ever else you have going on, doesn't concern me a bit." The Warlock smiled. "I like that attitude. Now let's go over my plan again," he said with a wicked laugh. "I can't wait until we can finally put it into action so I can finally dump that twit Paige."
Chapter 7
Beware of Enemies Disguised As Friends
Paige lounged on a luxurious leather sofa surrounded by three very handsome men who were pampering her like she was Cleopatra. They were all hotties but there was one in particular who caught her fancy. He had closely cropped dark hair and the most intriguing brown eyes. He must be equally attracted to her because he seemed the most attentive to her wants and needs.
The object of her desire sat next to her and lifted one of her feet onto his lap and began caressing it. "My dearest Paige, don't misunderstand me darling, but what are you doing here when you know your sisters are probably searching for you right now?" "Who cares about them they sure as heck don't care about me." "You misunderstand me my darling, I don't have an ounce of concern for their feelings and neither should you. It's just that this is your private sanctuary and we are your personal guardians. You've run the risk of them discovering it and us. Now they are certain to crash the party."
"Well what did you expect me to do?" Paige whined. "Stay there and get screamed at like I'm some sort of child? They don't own me no matter what they think?" "Of course they don't sweetheart. In fact I think the truth of the matter is their jealous of you."
"Jealous of me?" Paige said with more than a hint of interest. Yes of course. You're a million times more kind and smart than that Piper and far more beautiful than Phoebe. They know that and they are worried. Why do you think they are trying to suppress your natural talents by constantly criticizing you and getting you to doubt just how worthy you are? We know better though don't we?" he said leaning close to brush a kiss across her lips. "We do?" Paige asked breathlessly.
"Of course we do. You are not like those two pandered to princesses who have had everything handed to them their whole lives. You've earned what you have and that's why we've been assigned to your service. The magical powers that be are very impressed. He brushed his lips against hers again.
Suddenly a dark cloud appeared in the middle of the room. When it cleared away it revealed an older man with salt and pepper hair. "What do you think you are doing? He asked the man on the couch with Paige. Don't you dare forget your place. I am in charge here and I will not have you an underling taking advantage of our special one. If you harm her in any way you will have me to answer too. "But he wasn't harming me and I really don't mind his affection," Paige protested.
"Oh my dear you are so young and naive! Don't worry, however, you have me to teach you. "Now you" he said to the three guardians, "leave us." The other two men in the room were about to protest but the guardian who had been next to Paige said, "We must listen to our wise leader. Forgive me", he apologized to Paige and the older man. Then he shoved his companions through a hidden compartment in the wall.
Once they were hidden from the old man and young woman, the tallest and pushiest of the other two men turned at him and snarled. "Look I may have to put up with taking orders from the geezer but I don't have to listen to you, Warlock."
The Warlock in question grabbed the complainer and through him up against the wall. "Well you best rethink that decision and also your concept of the chain of command here. I'm the one with the most experience, the most forceful and developed powers, and the one with the plan that is the most likely to succeed in gaining revenge on the Halliwell sisters.
"Yeah, " the complainer responded. "What happens when the old man finds out your trying to stab him in the back and you're just using his princess to get to one of her sisters? Not to mention, what will the Source do to you, when he finds out your trying to double cross him and steal his thrown?"
"Neither one will find out anything unless you're stupider than you look. Don't try to cross me you novice dark lighter in training. You won't like the consequences I promise you." The Warlock gave his nemesis his most evil glare. As macho as the complainer tried to appear at heart he was really a coward and he backed down.
"What about you?" the Warlock asked the other man in the room. "Look I don't care anything about your little power plays. The only thing I care about is making Piper Halliwell pay for what she's responsible for period. What ever else you have going on, doesn't concern me a bit." The Warlock smiled. "I like that attitude. Now let's go over my plan again," he said with a wicked laugh. "I can't wait until we can finally put it into action so I can finally dump that twit Paige."