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BlackVille Manor

Chapter 2

"So, you are heading out tonight, right?"

"Yeah"

"You showing some dude his new pad?"

"Yeah"

"Will you get some coffee from Starbucks?"

"Yeah"

"Can I smoke pot?"

"Yeah"

"Can I get drunk and throw up all over the house?"

"Yeah"

"Can I borrow your new Louis Vuitton bag?"

"WHATTT? NO YOU CANT!"

"I knew it was to good to be true!" Dawn spoke in a huff, as she left the room, pouting.

Buffy had been home for the past four hours now and she hadn't done much. She intended to finish off the paperwork on the Landon Property but all thoughts of work and such flew straight from her mind as soon as she stepped into the house. She changed and had gone straight to her office which led to her little hide-away studio. This was the only place she could be herself. Here she would paint for hours on end because she would feel free, and she didn't have to have a care in the world. Buffy had been into art and had been painting since she was able to hold a paintbrush. However her art work were her only insecurity. The walls of hers, Xanders, and Willows houses were adorned with her paintings but she would always refused to sell, even when one of her fathers associates was willing to pay up to $10,000 for her painting of her emotions, which consisted of black, red and a speck of gold; she refused, saying that she painted for personal reasons.

The door opened to a beautiful older woman. She looked as if she was in her early thirties, with dark hair and eyes. Mysterious, was one word you could describe her as.

"Hey Buffy"

"Oh hey Jenny, what time is it?"

"7:15pm, aren't you suppose to be leaving at 7:30?"

"Oh damn!" Buffy threw down her brushes, took off her painting shirt and left the room running.


'If that's William Black then I'm in heaven!'

The meeting was planned at 8 o'clock and it was now twenty passed when he decided to turn up. Buffy had actually managed to turn up on time, even though she left the house late.

She stood as a tall, dark and handsome man 'hmm what a cliché' stepped out of a Chrysler Crossfire with so much style and grace it was unbelievable. It was obvious to Buffy that this man could get anyone to just stop what they were doing and stare. She didn't know if she could cope showing him the manor, and the grounds.

Standing there waiting for him to walk up to her seamed to take forever. It was as if he was walking up the catwalk, but slower and with a more mischievous look to him. It was smile that he was flashing her. It was the type of smile that said "You're going to be my next conquest and you wont be able to do anything about it." He was cocky. The way he walked, the way he was holding him self, but still he was absolutely gorgeous.

"Hello" he purred in his rich British accent, "You must be Elizabeth Summers." Tall dark and handsome stuck out his hand with a flirtatious smile.

"Hi. Yes that me. Elizabeth is I, um I'm Elizabeth," she stuttered, lifting her hand to shake it, but he took it up in his own and bent down to gently kiss her knuckles, while looking into her eyes. "and you must be William Black. Right?" asking somewhat hopefully. 'Crap that didn't sound too hopeful, did it?'

He stiffened and gently let go of her hand, his cocky smile wavering a little bit.

"No. I'm his PA. Wesley Wyndam-Pryce, but please call me Wesley"

"Oh" disappointment and confusion drifting through her tone. "I was supposed to be meeting with Mr Black."

"Yes you were, but well I tried to contact you earlier but you had left the office and I couldn't get in contact with you, so I figured you would be here. Here I am, telling you, that Mr Black has asked if it was possible, if we could re-arrange the meeting to suit a better time. For both of you." Wesley spoke in a rush.

'Oh thank god! Didn't even have a chance to go over the history of this place. Ooh now I can probably finish off my work, yes!

"So Mr Wyndam-"

"Please call me Wesley"

"Okay. Wesley. You can tell Mr Black that its fine and there is no harm done. You can call me tomorrow between nine and three, that's when I'm in the office. We can arrange another suitable time." Buffy smiled. "Well, if this is it then I should really head back; I have other things to attended too. It was nice to meet you, Wesley."

"Likewise"

She gave him a pleasant smile as she turned around, and walked away. He stood there and watched her, as she swayed her hips a little and it was there where she reminded him of his wife. He pulled out his cell and dialled a number and waited for her to answer.

"Hey…Yeah…ok…no I wont be long, I'm just going to drop something off at the office and ill be right there…really?… Where are the kids?…hmm so we have the whole house to ourselves?…I'll be right there! Love you!"

He shut of his cell and sprinted towards his car. He jumped in and drove off with such eagerness that made Buffy laugh. She was still there, just ready to leave when she heard him talk and figured he'd be the type to be married with two point five kids. For the first time in a very long time she was jealous. It was obvious to her that he loved his wife and that's what's making her jealous. That's all she's looking for. Love. Marriage, maybe even her own two point five kids and that house with a white picket fence, 'ok maybe not a white picket fence, more like big iron gates and hedges'. Was it seriously too much to ask for? Didn't she deserve her right to be happy?

She did, it was just the matter of finding the right man to be with. The man that would make her see stars and the man that could make her happy. Give her everything she needs, and everything she wants. Give her peace and a break. Yeah, a break. The man that would love her for forever and a day. The man that would make her complete and she him.


Its been such a long time! I've been really busy and I havent really had time to work on this. HoweverI was free today andI thoughtI might as well finish this chapter off(i've had this wrote down for ages butI just haven't had time to finish and update, well here it is...hope you liked! Im looking for a beta!

Alexia