A.N: Hello fellow readers! I'm sorry I left you waiting at that cliffhanger… tehehehe! I like to make you all squirm sometimes.

This is my last update until a couple of days, I'm really sorry.

I know it's really short, but you all were DYING to know what happened afterwards so I did this. I'll update within another five days hopefully!

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Chapter 6:

Darien had woken up because he felt something pressed enticingly to his lips… something soft and electrifying. When his eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the soft glow of the room, he realized that Serena was the reason he had waken up. She was kissing him, and he didn't know why. His mind was spinning and he was dazed and confused. He felt her gently pull away from him as her eyes dreamily fluttered open and stared down into his unreadable eyes.

Serena felt her heart skip a beat when she saw he was awake. Without thinking, she leaned in once more and placed her lips upon his, her thoughts clouded with desire.

Darien tensed up at first as he felt her lean on top of him. He heard her give a pleading moan, and then something inside of him snapped—he started kissing her back. He opened his mouth a little and traced his tongue teasingly on her lips, begging for entrance which she quickly complied.

When she parted her lips, Darien's tongue went swiftly in her mouth to taste her as she shyly stroked her own tongue against his, moaning and causing Darien to groan back in return.

Their kiss was not gentle and sweet, instead, it was rushed and sensual. Darien's hands began to wander over her body as Serena brought her hands into his hair and rested her entire body on top of his. Darien groaned again as he felt her shift and brush against his forming arousal.

Serena didn't understand what she was experiencing. Her mind wasn't in control anymore; it was her body… her lust. She felt herself react to his every touch as he slowly brought his hand under her shirt to touch her bare skin. She felt her body go aflame, and something deep in her stomach tightened with want and desire. She craved him, she wanted more of him.

Suddenly, in one quick movement, Darien turned them around, making her lay on her back while he was on top. His mouth abruptly left hers to make a trail of fiery kisses down her neck, suckling and nibbling on it, making Serena arch up unexpectedly into him as she gasped. She was slowly making Darien go insane.

When he felt her hands move under his shirt, sending a tingling sensation down his spine, he suddenly realized what was about to happen. She moved her legs again, making it press into his erection and causing pleasure to shoot through him.

"Ah, FUCK," he suddenly yelled as he had enough self control to pull away from Serena, breathing heavily.

Serena sat up, baffled and filled to the rim with unexplainable need. Her face was flushed; her shirt was a little mussed, as well as her hair. Her breathing was labored, and her heart was pounding. She looked at Darien, her eyes looking dark and her lips swollen.

When Darien looked at her, he saw the same reflection of want staring right back at him. His hair was ruffled, and his face was also flushed. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he sat away from her, bringing a hand through his damp hair. He couldn't believe what he had almost done… what he had almost jeopardized! Shit, Darien thought again as he glanced away from Serena's heaving form.

He stood up, feeling the constriction of his jeans as he walked to go grab his blazer that he threw on the other couch before he had fallen asleep. "I…. I have to go," he said, his voice low and husky.

Serena frowned in confusion as she got up. "What? You still have another thirty-five minutes," she said.

Darien took one step away from her, not trusting himself. "I…. what I did was wrong," he started explaining," I can't be in here right now," he finished as he started walking around the couch.

"You weren't the only one," she said, making him stop where he was. "I started it," she said truthfully.

Darien whipped around. "Wait… you didn't happen to do that because you're wanting to get rid of me, were you?" His mind started to race with thoughts, still not thinking things clearly. " You were trying to get me fired! Waiting until my guard was down," he accused, starting to look angry.

Serena shook her head as her eyes widened. "No! I wasn't… I mean that wasn't my intention."

"Then what was your intention?" Darien asked, walking towards her. "You've been wanting to get me fired since day one," he practically yelled, his voice loud and booming.

Her heart sank when he said this and she didn't know why. She shook her head again," No… well yes, but this is different. I didn't kiss you because I wanted to get you fired," she confessed.

Darien stopped several feet away from her, looking in her eyes. "Then why did you do it?" he asked, not believing her.

"B-because," she stuttered, not wanting to say what she thought out loud.

"Because what?" Darien asked, his brows furrowing together as his grip on the blazer tightened in frustration.

Serena glanced down at her feet and tucked a strand of hair nervously behind her ear. "Because I thought you looked cute," she said quickly, then blushed with embarrassment.

Darien's face immediately softened for a second, but then was replaced by a look of regret. "This can't happen," he said, his voice gentler now. "This wasn't supposed to happen and it never will happen again," he reassured. "I'm paid to protect you and I have your father's trust, and I nearly destroyed that."

"I wanted it to happen," Serena said, her eyes looking sad. She had no idea where she was getting all of this, but she knew she was telling the truth.

Darien glanced away from Serena's hurt expression, not wanting to face it. "Well it's not going to happen anymore," he said again, dodging what she had confessed. "I'm going to turn in early," he told her. He turned around and walked out the door, leaving her alone in her room.

Serena didn't know why, but she felt like her heart had just been broken… shattered into a million pieces with no way of putting it back together. She slumped back onto the couch as she felt inferior tears prying to spill out, but she wouldn't let them. She wasn't going to cry over something that didn't make sense to her; something she couldn't understand. So instead, she breathed in deeply, forcing the tears to evaporate and then crawled back into bed, hugging a pillow tightly; trying to understand everything that had just happened.

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Darien walked quickly to his room and shoved the door open. He was furious with himself! How could I have been so careless? He yelled at himself, kicking the foot of his bed and throwing his blazer away from him. He paced around his large suite-like room, one hand on his hip while the other ran through his hair subconsciously, trying to calm his nerves down.

He hadn't been involved with a woman in so long, he had forgotten how it felt. He was always working and not letting anything distract him… until today. He had broken his own promise today for something that could have ended his entire career.

I need a cold shower, Darien thought as he finally stopped walking around and sat on his bed, pinching the crook of his nose with his thumb and finger while resting his elbows on his leg, hunching over slightly. He could still feel his arousal pressed uncomfortably in his jeans.

He stood up and went into his bathroom to take a shower. A long, cold shower to clear his thoughts.

As he let the cold water run over his body, he began to think. He rested a hand on the tiled wall, leaning onto it while he let the water course over him.

I was attracted to her since day one, he thought as he closed his eyes, remembering his initial reaction when he first met her. She's gorgeous, anyone with eyes can see that, he said to himself. He had to admit that he was surprised when she admitted that she had wanted to kiss him, that she thought he was 'cute'.

He absently shook his head. I can't think like this. This wasn't supposed to happen. He blamed himself for letting it go as far as it had gone. He let his desires get the best of him.

Awhile later he turned the shower off and stepped out, feeling somewhat refreshed. He had decided that he wasn't going to let a girl get in the way of his future. Something he always told himself.

This time, when he said it, he wasn't so sure.