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Heaven
Sent - Part Two
"Excuse me? Exactly whom do you think you
are speaking to? Do I look like one of your many flunkies?" Chloe
asked as she placed her hands on hips and scowled at him. Lex took a
moment to take in her full appearance. His eyes raked her from top to
bottom causing Chloe to blush in response. She noticed that his eyes
stopped briefly on her chest before traveling up to meet hers.
"No,
Ms. Sullivan, you most definitely are not one of my flunkies. You
see...at least my flunkies have some kind of common sense." Lex
growled as he was taken aback. She dared to upbraid him. Him!
Chloe's scowl turned into a look of pure disgust as she
turned and walked away from him. Lex Luthor and his high and mighty
attitude grated heavily on her nerves.
"Ms. Sullivan, my
patience is wearing very, very thin. Now, I will ask you once again,
what in the hell is going on?" Lex asked furiously as he grabbed
her by the upper arm and pulled her towards him. The force of the
pull caught her off guard and she found herself pressed against him
and her body responded to the hard planes of his body. She wanted to
mentally kick herself. Damn! He felt heavenly against her.
"How
dare you manhandle me?" Chloe's voice broke as she tried for
righteous indignation but her traitorous body was making that
impossible. She tried to free herself but found that Lex's grip was
unyielding.
"Sullivan, I have asked you a question and I
demand an answer. This is not one of the many games you seem to
involve yourself in." Lex shouted as anger, fear, and worry began
to settle within him.
"Games! I do not involve myself in
games! I am a serious and dedicated investigative journalist..."
Chloe began only to have him viciously cut her off.
"Who
prints nothing but tabloid journalism judging by what I have read so
far in that trash you call a high school newspaper." Lex's voice
rose a few notches. Chloe Sullivan thoroughly frustrated and
exasperated him.
"Tabloid! Trash! How dare you judge me?
Perhaps you should take a long look at your yourself before you start
spouting garbage about me." Chloe tried to pry her arm again from
his grip but was frustrated at how useless her efforts proved to
be.
"Kindly let me go of my arm, Mr. Luthor!" Her normal
voice had turned husky with suppressed anger.
"Not until
you anger my question, you pigheaded brat!" Lex couldn't believe
he was yelling. He was a Luthor for heaven's sake. Luthors did not
yell. They did not show any emotion what so ever yet this small,
exasperating minx had him yelling at the top of his lungs. What was
wrong with this picture?
"Dammit, Lex! If I can have a few
minutes to see to my office, I will answer all of your damned
questions. But you will not get anything out of me until then."
Chloe reigned in her anger as her eyes went from his hand to his
intense eyes. His eyes! They blazed with an inner fire that
mesmerized her and Chloe found herself losing her train of thought as
she gazed deeply into his blue-gray gaze. She had never seen eyes as
fierce, intelligent or passionate as Lex's.
Passionate! What
in the hell is the matter with you? Remember this is Lex 'Billionaire
playboy' Luthor... Chloe silently chided herself.
Lex
continued to glare at her while he reluctantly let her go. Trying to
get Chloe to do something she did not want to was next to impossible.
With her head held high, she turned and walked in the direction of
her office, which made Lex almost smile in admiration. She was
definitely an original character.
The door to her office was
wide open and she almost cried when she stepped inside. The place was
ransacked. No ransacked was not the appropriate term. Destroyed was
more like it. Everything was destroyed. Her computers and printers
were all smashed on the floor. Her files were strewn everywhere and
her cutting board was smashed into little pieces.
Why did I
not hear? I should have stopped them...
But what crushed her
spirit the most was the destruction done to her Wall of Weird. All of
her articles that she had collected throughout her life were torn to
shreds and thrown about the floor. Chloe could see the shoe marks on
some of her precious articles.
But... No... How could they do
this... Chloe thought weakly as she felt her legs give way. Her
articles... Her most treasured possessions were destroyed in the
space of a few minutes. Angry tears formed in her eyes and they
spilled down her cheeks.
"Bastards!" She said in a voice
barely above a whisper and her blurry gaze focused on her cuttings
from her Wall. My articles...
Lex's strong arms suddenly
engulfed her and she felt her body being cradled and lifted. The
fight had gone out of her and her resistance faded.
His eyes
took in the demolished room in stunned surprise. Why would anyone
searching for a disk go to the trouble of destroying her office? Was
it meant as a warning? What if she had been here when they arrived?
Lex thought to himself as his hold on her tightened.
Lex's
eyes hardened as he realized the danger she was in. He had to get her
out of here and keep her safe. Without hesitation, Lex stormed out of
the office. He looked down at her and noted her silent tears that
went straight to his heart. She can't give in. The Chloe Sullivan
he knew was a fighter! A survivor!
"Chloe..." Lex began
as he carried her out of the building but she did not respond.
He
carried her to his car and gently settled her into the passenger
seat. He gazed into her face and noticed the glazed expression in her
eyes. Softly he tapped her face to get some kind of reaction out of
her.
"Chloe!" He called her name in a louder voice but she
still did not move. Damn, he had to get them out of there. Who knew
if those bastards would come back or not?
Lex quickly ran over
to the driver's side, slipped inside and turned on the car. His
Porsche came to life and he peeled quickly out of the parking lot. He
had to get her away. Should he take her to her house? Do they know
where she lives? Making a quick decision, Lex took the road to his
mansion. She should be safe there. At least for
now...
He arrived at the mansion a short
time later and carried an un-responding Chloe into his home. The
butler who answered the door looked at Lex with slight concern.
"Harold, could you please get something to eat for Ms.
Sullivan?" Lex asked, though Harold noticed that his tone did not
leave room for argument.
"Yes sir." He said quickly and
sped off to do Lex's bidding.
He carried her into his study
and gently set her on the couch. It seemed as if she had just shut
down. Disbelief flared within him. He was so used to seeing a feisty,
fiery Chloe, that to see her like this was very shocking.
He
walked over to the bar and poured a generous amount of amber liquid
into a crystal glass and came quickly to her side.
"Chloe...
Dammit!" Lex put the glass to her lips but she still remained
unresponsive.
"Chloe Sullivan! You will drink this right
now!" Lex ordered but she still did not respond.
Think Lex!
She needs to respond to something. But what?
Lex tried
tapping her face once again. It didn't work. Short of smacking her,
which he was not about to do, what would make her respond? He needed
to piss her off. He needed to see the spitfire that drove him
completely and utterly insane. What would piss her off completely?
Think! An evil glint came into his eyes as a smile formed on his
lips. Maybe...
With gentle hands, Lex lifted her face towards
his and slowly lowered his lips to hers. When she remained
unresponsive, he deepened the kiss sliding his hot tongue over her
soft, velvety lips and he almost smiled when he felt her stir.
Readying himself for the sting of the slap, Lex was surprised when
she opened her lips and his tongue met hers. An intense desire raced
throughout his body, electrifying everything in its path and he
forced himself to go slowly. She'd snap out of it any minute and
smack the shit out of him.
The soft moan that escaped her
lips wreaked havoc on his legendary control. He felt her deepen the
kiss and Lex couldn't help but respond. She was so warm and
inviting. She fit in his arms perfectly and he wanted to have more of
her. What was she like when she was really in the throes of
passion?
The sensation of a warm pair of lips against hers
permeated her shock. She figured she must be dreaming, but the dream
was so much better than the shock she could still feel at the
destruction of the Torch office, that she didn't want to complain.
All she wanted to do was feel. And without stopping to question her
subconscious, she knew immediately whose lips were pressed to
hers.
Lex.
Responding to the demanding lips with a
small moan, she prayed that her dream would never end. Lex's lips
felt so wonderfully real against hers. Hot, demanding and thrilling.
Wow! Never in her dreams, or awake for that matter, had she been
kissed like this before. God, did he taste heavenly in this dream of
hers.
His body was on fire as her touch; her lips and the
soft feel of her body were sending him over the edge. She was
magnificent.
The sound of someone clearing their throat was
like ice water raining down upon him. Lex tried to gently extricate
himself from her but she refused to let go. He was surprised at what
a strong grip she had.
"C-Chloe..." He managed to murmur.
She responded by groaning once again. She really needs to stop
that...
He finally pulled away but almost lost his will as his
eyes fell upon her slightly bruised lips. Lips that up until seconds
ago were providing the most intense pleasure he had ever experienced.
"I'm sorry to disturb you sir. I've brought the food
you requested." Harold the Butler looked a bit red in the face.
"Thank you, Harold." Lex quickly arose from his position
at Chloe's side and went to take the tray from the surprised
butler. He needed to distance himself from her. He needed to regain
his control and composure. Chloe had a way of getting under his skin
and that was simply unacceptable. Luthors did not let anyone get to
them.
He watched as Harold slowly exited and walked towards a
table at the far corner of the room. A sneaking suspicion seeped into
his head. Avoidance. Was he avoiding the feisty blonde? Impossible!
He viciously shook his head and forced that absurd thought from his
mind. Idiotic...
"Lex?" Lex was surprised by the soft
voice calling his name from behind his back. At least she's
conscious once again. With his trademark smirk in place, he turned to
face her but that was quickly wiped off as the sharp crack of her
palm against his face brought reality rushing back.
"Lex
Luthor! Just what in the hell did you think you were doing?"