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Heaven Sent – Part 9

Luthorcorp

Lionel Luthor couldn't help the swagger in his steps as he walked down the length of the hallway towards his excessively large office. His was a charmed life. He was President, CEO and Chairman of the Board for Luthorcorp. His company. His corporation. His legacy. Luthorcorp was the company that he built up from the ground up and was his most cherished possession.

Yes. Life was perfect for Lionel. He was one of the most powerful men, or rather, the most powerful man in Metropolis. Men envied and feared him. Women fell over themselves just to bed him and truthfully he wouldn't have it any other way. Because he was Lionel Luthor. A "magnificent bastard," or so he was called by some.

'Magnificent Bastard! I like that!' he thought suppressing the urge to whistle at his own greatness. He loved this time of night. The peacefulness of the evening where he could sit back and reflect on the day's progress.

Whom shall I destroy tomorrow? What to do? What to do? A nice scotch should get the juices flowing.

Lionel smiled as he opened the door to his office. The phrase total destruction sang throughout his mind. He was so deep in his admiration of himself, that he did not immediately notice that something was wrong. Lionel stopped short at the sight before him. His dark eyes narrowed in shock and anger though he was very careful not to show any emotion whatsoever.

The handsome, sandy haired man sitting in his seat, HIS SEAT, looked up from the papers he had been studying with a casual grace that Lionel couldn't help but envy. He threw Lionel a winning smile as he closed the file before him. Lionel managed to keep his anger in check at the audacity of the sandy haired man. The young intruder didn't seem to be perturbed at being caught invading Lionel's privacy. The elder man studied the intense blue eyes and tried to 'read' the young man.

DAMN! Nothing!

"Lindsey...What a pleasant surprise? When did you get in?" Lionel questioned offhandedly as if the presence of his lawyer sitting in his desk and reading his private papers was of no concern to him. He closed the doors behind him and walked over to his private bar.

'Drink. Definitely need a drink!' the voice in Lionel's head roared though his face was masked in an easy smile.

Lindsey MacDonald studied Lionel Luthor with a growing smile. He knew his presence surprised and royally pissed off the elder man. Just as he'd planned.

"Actually, I've been in Metropolis for a few weeks now. I'm surprised you didn't know." Lindsey taunted. He knew Lionel prided himself on being aware on everything that went on in his city.

'If he only knew...' Lindsey thought evilly as his blasé comment produced the desired result. Lionel's eyes narrowed even further and his hand tightened slightly around the crystal glass he was holding.

"Is that right? I wish I had known sooner. I would have taken it upon myself to show you the delights that Metropolis has to offer." Lionel smiled at the young man though inside he was seething with controlled rage.

Someone is going to pay...and pay very dearly for not keeping me informed.

"Perhaps some other time. Unfortunately, I'm not here on a social call..." Lindsey let his voice deliberately trail off. He wanted to shake the old man up and he knew his deliberate vagueness would anger Lionel even further.

Lionel's controlled anger was threatening to spiral out of control. The young pup was baiting him and for once he was powerless to stop it.

"Really? Something wrong?" Lionel took a long sip willing his body to remain calm, his expression aloof.

"We have a problem." Lindsey sat back and fixed Lionel with a hard, penetrating stare.

"We do?" Lionel asked as he itched to throw the sandy haired man bodily from his chair.

"Yes we do." Lindsey shot back. Subjugation was the key in dealing with a man like Lionel Luthor. Lindsey understood that with Lionel, one must always have the upper hand and exploit it to the hilt.

"And what would that be?" Lionel hated asking the question. It burned in his throat almost choking him. He took another long sip of his drink.

"Your son."

"L-Lex?" Lionel choked though he superbly turned his choking into a forced a chuckle. "I don't understand. Why would he be a problem?"

"Yes. Why would he be a problem? But imagine my surprise, at the call I received, that he is at this very moment, in my office demanding to see his father's attorney." Lindsey couldn't help the true smile that formed on his lips at the shocked expression on the elder's face.

If only I had a camera...Lindsey laughed silently.

"My son is in your office?" Lionel was flabbergasted by the news. Quickly recovering, the wide smile was back in place as he commented "Ah yes... I remember, he wanted some legal advice and he asked who was the best and I mentioned your name."

"Really. I'm very flattered." Lindsey couldn't help the grin that appeared on his face. The forced compliment must be infuriating to a man like Lionel Luthor.

"I had thought that he might pose a problem. The partners would obviously not be pleased if unpleasant circumstances were to present themselves. And unfortunately they would be forced to rectify the situation." Lindsey stated solemnly, though his sapphire eyes portrayed a not so hidden amusement.

"Lindsey..." Lionel began smoothly, "Let me deal with Lex. You know how the young are...rash and impetuous."

"Then I shall leave it in your capable hands." Lindsey moved to stand but deliberately stopped to fix Lionel with another penetrating stare. "But since he is in my office, I believe I shall stop by and have a nice chat with your son. Perhaps we'll go grab a drink or something."

"Wonderful." Lionel's smile widened further. The urge to clench his hands around his son's throat was consuming him though he savagely squelched the desire. He must not show weakness.

"Well, I trust you'll have a wonderful evening. I call you in the morning. We'll have lunch." This time Lindsey did stand. Lionel followed suit. The two men shook hands and Lionel saw his young attorney to the door. When Lindsey was gone, Lionel finally allowed his true feelings to be revealed on his face. Fury distorted his features and his dark eyes burned with an uncontrolled hate. Hate for the son who had always been a large burden and major disappointment.

"The DAMNED FOOL!" Lionel growled. He stalked over to his phone and furiously punched numbers on the phone pad. Immediately a ringing began on the other side.

'Lex Luthor. If this is not interesting, don't bother to leave a message." Lex's recorded voice spoke up after the fourth ring.

"Dammit!" Lionel growled as he redialed the numbers. Again Lex's recorded message came on. Lionel slammed down his receiver in a fit of rage.

Shit! My son the IDIOT!

He slowly fell upon the vacated chair. The thought crossed his mind that he could try to beat Lindsey to Wolfram & Hart and even if he did by sheer luck, manage to do that, Lex would still pose a problem as he wouldn't come along easily.

"This is unacceptable. UNACCEPTABLE!"

TBC...