Chapter 2

Angelus had 41,459 dollars and 32 cents left in his name. After packing his bags he had fled his mother's home. Currently he was signing the lease on his new studio apartment. He figured he could make his money stretch until his mother gave in. She would give in, he thought to himself, after all she always gave in. A quick trip to the store had served to furnish the bare space, but had also depleted a large sum of his money.

Weeks had passed and still no word from his mother. Money was running out quicker then he thought it would. Begrudgingly he had put two quarters into the paper vendor and pulled out the offending item. A job, he would just have to find himself a job. Sitting in the coffee shop sipping his five dollar coffee he realized he had no work experience. At 30 years old he would be forced to flip burgers beside teenagers and miscreants. Shuddering at the idea he threw the paper in the waste basket and headed for his apartment.

Briefly the thought flitted through his mind that perhaps he should go to his mother. Perhaps he could persuade her to see things his way. Laughing bitterly at the thought he knew that if he showed weakness she would never give in. Plopping down on his bed he figured it was time to begin looking for a wife. Angelus Keane never thought he would be forced to get married. Hell he never thought he would get married period. Deciding to sleep before starting the daunting task he rolled over and welcomed the darkness.

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Dinner with the Chase's had been absolutely deplorable. He could not see himself married to Cordelia for even one second. Her inane chatter about fashion and gossip had nearly driven him mad. Her mother was also quite annoying. He could tell that Mr. Chase didn't really listen to his wife and daughter at all. She would just not do at all for his purposes.

The luncheon he set up with the Kendall's did not go much better. The sound of her voice alone was enough to grate on his nerves. Her talk of gossip was enough to rival that of Cordelia's. Her parent's seemed eager to match her with some one and get her out of their house. Another one of his list he thought as he said his polite good byes.

Dinner with the Rosenberg's was interesting. The girl herself was quiet and sweet. She was attractive enough, but not really his type. Her parent's were a little overbearing and fussy. Willow wasn't completely off the list, but he decided he would rather see all his options before making a decision. Politely he bid them goodnight then made his way home.

Brunch with the Burkle's was curious. Winifred was quite attractive and very quiet. Most of the meal was spent speaking with her parents. Apparently they had just moved here from Texas. Finally her mother pulled her into the conversation. Listening to her speak he knew she just wouldn't do. She was just too nervous and babbled too much. She would not be able to put up with the pressures of being his wife.

Dinner with the Maclay's left much to be desired. Her father was overbearing and the girl herself was deathly shy. When he inquired of the mother's absence everyone fell silent. Too much baggage and too much work he thought to himself as he said good night. Crossing the name off the list he now knew who he would pursue. Willow Rosenberg would just have to do. She possessed a unique beauty, she was shy, but he figured she would be easy to control.

He figured the best way to get her out on a date was to go through her parent's. So picking up the phone and dialing the number he waited for someone to answer. "Hello Mr. Rosenberg… yes this is Angelus Keane… yes I had a wonderful time… that's great… actually I was calling to see if I could take Willow out to dinner on Friday night… great… yes, sir… I'll be there at seven… good bye sir," Angelus said into the phone. How he hated acting so concerned and polite.

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The week flew by quickly and soon Friday came. Angelus dressed up and made his way to his dates house. Upon knocking on the door he was quickly ushered in by her parent's. "Willow will be down in just a moment," Mr. Rosenberg said as he showed him to the family room.

"What are you're plans for the evening," Mrs. Rosenberg asked concerned.

"I planned on taking Willow to the Italian place over on 5th then perhaps to the cinema," he explained.

"It seems you have a wonderful evening planned for our daughter," Mr. Rosenberg explained.

"I'll have her home by midnight then," he said as he stood and Willow joined them.

"I think we can extend her curfew until one," Mr. Rosenberg laughed as he patted Angelus on the back.

Through out dinner they talked idly. Angelus being the one to initiate the conversations that took place. He found out she was studying to be a doctor in school. Well that would just have to stop when they got married, he thought to himself. He was amazed at just how smart the girl really was. After dinner they went to the cinemas and watched a movie together. Seeing it was only ten he decided to take her to The Bronze.

They had been sitting at a table for nearly a half hour. Finally he pulled her out to the dance floor, but quickly returned upon learning she really couldn't dance. Sitting there together in silence he saw her. A blonde girl out on the dance floor gyrating to the upbeat tempo of the music. He had to get rid of Willow so he could get together with this girl. "Well it's getting late and I'm getting kind of tired," he said as he stood to take her home. Willow was relieved when he finally walked her to the door and told her good night.

Angelus had rushed back to The Bronze as soon as he dropped off Willow. However, he was disappointed to see that she was already gone. Damn it all to hell, he thought to himself as he searched for some one to ease his troubles for the night. A blonde quickly saddled herself to Angelus' side. "Hi there," she said huskily. Angelus glanced down at her and smiled. She wasn't he same blonde, but she would do.

The two spent most of the night at The Bronze drinking until it closed. They walked to his apartment and proceeded to fuck every way possible. Angelus rolled over after wards content to fall into a deep slumber. Darla tried her best to cuddle with devishly handsome man, but it was no use. Morning came and Angelus all but threw the girl from his home. "But I thought we had a good time," she pouted at the door. Angelus grunted in satisfaction, "It was fine and maybe we can repeat it sometime, but for now you can leave." Darla bristled at the brush off and was shocked when he slammed the door in her face.

Over the course of a month Angelus continued to date Willow and fuck Darla. Vainly Darla figured it would be only a matter of time before Angelus saw how wonderful she was. She figured soon enough Angelus would ask her to marry him and they would live happily ever after. Angelus was perfectly content to string Darla along. He always had a readily available and quick fuck whenever the need arose. He and Willow's relationship was progressing nicely, but slowly. Yes indeed everything was going to work out wonderfully. Soon he would have an unassuming wife on his arm and a vixen on the side. Most importantly he would soon have his bank accounts filled again.