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Chapter Two: Their Perfect Honeymoon
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"You're still not talking to me, huh?" Serena commented, more as a statement than a question.
Darien rolled his eyes and replied saucily, "No, I just happen to find the cranberry muffin particularly interesting."
"For the nth time, it's not my fault. I knew I shouldn't have shared a bed with you. It's a miracle that I woke up with my pajamas still intact." She said in a sardonic undertone.
Staring straight into her eyes, he declared haughtily, "For your information, every woman who wakes up in my bed want to be there. I have yet to encounter an unwilling participant."
Serena stood up from her seat at the dining table and placed the soiled dishes in the kitchen sink, well aware that a maid would clean up the mess as soon as she and Darien left the vicinity. Her heels clicked purposefully as she made her way to the bedroom. "Well, Darien Shields, I believe you have met your match."
Darien downed the last of his black coffee and gave a loud satisfied sigh. He wiped his mouth with a white napkin before wandering slowly into the bedroom. He was greeted with plenty of cleavage and a perfect pair of long, elegant legs. He couldn't help but give an appreciative smile.
"Stop staring, you licentious freak." He didn't hear her. Serena walked cautiously towards Darien and started to wave her hand in front of his eyes.
Suddenly, he snapped back into reality. Grabbing her shoulders roughly, he forced her body sprawling onto the bed with an effortless push. He crawled towards her until his body hovered dangerously above hers. His face was so close that she could have easily tasted his breath on the tip of her tongue.
"You're nothing but a woman," Darien mocked. "I promise you this...you'll be begging me to make love to you in no time. I'm irresistible. It's as simple as that."
With a low guttural groan, Serena pushed his body off of hers and rose up quickly, making her way to the door. "That is if you aren't begging like a pathetic mutt first." She slammed the door behind her as she left the room to answer the annoying ringing of the phone.
"Why you..." He began, ready to pile on the insults.
"Watch your language. Your mother's on the phone. She says it's an emergency." Serena strolled back tentatively into the bedroom, a black cordless phone in hand. "Your parents are the only other damn reason I put up with you."
"Yeah, whatever." Darien mumbled. "Mom! What a pleasant surprise. How may I be of assistance?" Darien listened intently as his mother described the situation at hand. "There must be some sort of mistake. The Morgans are our biggest partner in business. Why would they threaten to withdraw all funds without giving much of a warning?" Darien nodded seriously as his mother continued. "Fine, I'll fly back as soon as possible. In the meantime, prevent them from doing anything rash. Bye Mom."
"What was that all about?"
"None of your business." Darien answered, thoroughly annoyed.
"I'll make it my business."
"I really don't have the time to argue right now. I'm taking the next flight back to Tokyo. Are you staying or leaving?" He asked, throwing his soiled clothing into a large suitcase. He zippered it up slowly and took a quick glance at Serena before closing it all the way.
"Why would you even think that I'm going to leave? It's your ass that needs saving." Serena replied with a contemptuous chuckle.
Darien opened his mouth to retaliate but quickly shut it again. "We'll settle this some other time." He grabbed his suitcase and ran out the door and into the awaiting limo by the front door.
"We'll settle this some other time." She mimicked. "Who does he think he is? Forget him. I'm here to have a good time and I fully intend to accomplish my goal. It's a heck of a lot easier without him around." Serena observed the empty bedroom silently and heaved a lone sigh. Walking the length of the hallway, she stepped out of the elegant suite and began the long journey to the amusement park. "Guess it's just going to me and you again, Mickey ol' pal."
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"Can't you drive faster? My dead grandmother can walk faster than this." Darien screamed from the back portion of the limo. His flight back to Tokyo was uneventful. Once in Tokyo, however, a bottleneck that stretched for miles was first in line to greet the irritated businessman.
Jeffrey turned around and glanced nervously at his master who had begun to sweat uncontrollably in his impeccable black business suit. "My apologies, Sir, but there was a major accident earlier today so the police shut off three lanes, leaving only one." He concentrated once more on the road before him and let out a pent up sigh when he realized that the cars were moving at regular speed again. "Sir, I believe everything is back in order. You should arrive at the corporate building in a little more than fifteen minutes."
Darien nodded approvingly and closed his eyes to enjoy some peace and quiet and to regain some of his lost sanity. "Tell me when we get there…" He dozed off.
"Sir, we're here." Jeffrey gently shook his young master but unfortunately, he was still lost in his world of dreams. Attempting to keep a perfectly straight face, Jeffrey sucked in a large gulp of air and squealed, a few octaves higher. "DARIEN SHIELDS!"
"What the hell?" Darien cursed as he fell clear off his leather seat. "JEFFREY! You do that one more time and I'll..."
"Darien!" A feminine voice hissed. "You can do whatever you want with Jeffery later but right now we have more important business to attend to. The Morgans are waiting in your office."
Darien stepped out of the limo and fixed his crimson tie. Finally pleased with the way he looked, he moved forward and enveloped the petite woman standing in front of him within his arms. Her demeanor and attire screamed elegance and class. "Mother, is that how you greet your favorite son?" Darien planted a small kiss on her high cheekbones.
"No, but that's the way I greet my only son. Stop fooling around and get up there quickly." Renée Shields untangled herself from her son and smoothed out her designer suit ensemble. She shoved him lightly towards the main entrance and gave Jeffrey an apologetic smile before following her son into the building.
Darien nodded politely at the pretty secretaries who greeted him shyly before making his way to the elevator. He clicked his heels impatiently as he waited for the elevator. It finally came and when the doors opened, everyone gasped to find their vice-president standing there with a menacing look on his face. They quickly filed out of the small space to make room for him. He shook his head and stepped in. "Mom, aren't you coming up with me?"
"Oh, no. They requested a private meeting with you. Besides, I want to check on my daughter-in-law. It was terribly rude of you to leave her there by herself." Renée scolded her grown up son mercilessly. "If anything happens to her, you'll have to answer to me."
Darien started to defend himself but the doors closed shut with a definite ding. 'Damn, why does everyone always assume that I'm the villain?'
The elevator finally came to a stop at the fiftieth floor. He stepped out promptly and walked to his office with a steady gait. He took a deep breath and turned the door knob hesitantly. He gave a small push and entered the room, uncertain of what to expect. It was nothing like what he had expected: the room was completely empty.
"Mr. Morgan? Mrs. Morgan?" Darien called out softly. He surveyed the room, confused that the elderly couple was nowhere to be found. "That's strange. I thought Mom said they were waiting for me in my office. Maybe they told her they would be in the conference room. But she's too young to have Alzheimer's."
He turned to walk back towards the door but froze midway when he heard a familiar little click.
"I've been waiting for you, Darien."
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Oh my gosh! What's going to happen next? Well, you'll just have to wait to find out. I know the chapter was a bit on the short side…my deepest apologies. If the cliffhanger is driving you nuts, kindly leave a review and I will update more tomorrow. I know I'm evil…MUAHAHAHAHA. What? xx angelic smile xx
Ladie of Avalon