Ever After

by jade21

After breaking up with his girlfriend Serena because he wrongly believed she cheated on him, Darien returns home from school in America to win her back. He discovers that she is pregnant with his child and marries her against her parents' wishes. Years later when secrets of the past and present threatened their marriage, can their love survive or will everything fall apart?

39. Chapter 39 Doll House

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Doll House

Hello everyone! Thank you for the reviews for the previous chapter. In regards to everyone who was confused about the previous chapter, Alexandra (Serenity) isn't dead. She died being burnt at the stake but was resurrected by her daughter Kimberly, who has the power to bring back the dead. When Alexandra almost freezes to death, she sees someone dressed in a black hooded cloak and thinks it's the Angel of Death. It is actually Katie. Katie retrieves her mother and brings her back to our current reality. Now, here's the next chapter. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon.

Endymion raced up the stairs to the sound of Alexandra's screams. He ran into the bedroom and stopped in the doorway. He covered his mouth in horror when he saw a transparent image of himself raping his wife.

Alexandra cried, "Stop it!" Her arms went through the memory. Endymion turned to his right and saw Rick Thornton standing in the corner watching them have sex. Darien's ghost walked through Endymion causing a slight chill. Serena's sounds were muffled by the gag ball but Endymion could see her eyes begging Darien to save her. He never came back. Endymion turned around and saw a dark energy leaving Darien's body. Darien's collapsed to the floor and began to cry. Rini comes out of room shocked to see her father crying and so weak. He lies to Rini telling her that everything is fine and to go back into her room.

Alexandra screamed, "Leave me alone!" Endymion turned around and saw Rick Thornton approaching his wife and unbuckling his belt. Endymion became angry as he rushed towards the ghost yelling, "You bastard!" He collapsed through the image and crashed to the floor as the memory faded away.

He looked up and saw Alexandra on the floor traumatized by watching the scene. She looked at him angrily, "I thought it was a dream. It was real!" She looked at him with hurt eyes. Endymion became full of emotions as he choked on his words not knowing what to say.

Alexandra yelled at him, "How could you do that to me? I trusted you."

Endymion remained silent sitting up.

Alexandra said, "You used to do the same thing back in the Silver Millennium." Endymion stared at the floor. He remembered all the times he took her without her permission. He saw her as his property to spoil anytime he wanted. He regretted his barbaric behavior.

Endymion looked at her and spoke apologetically, "There is nothing I can say to excuse my past actions. I'm sorry. I was weak. Back then, I thought I owned you. In this time, you scared me. I never knew where I stood with you. One minute you loved me. The next minute you hated me. I was afraid of losing you so much I lost myself and I let the devil corrupted me. I let him get to you when I should have protected you. For that, I will never forgive myself."

Alexandra rose still angry. She said, "I have to get out of here." She left out of the room leaving Endymion alone with his guilt.

Alexandra explored the house. It was exactly how it was ten years ago even the girls' rooms looked the same. She remembered tucking them in at night. She walked downstairs and tried to open the doors even though she knew Endymion already tried. She leaned against the front door and wished she didn't. A memory of Jason and her making love against the wall appeared before her eyes.

Endymion sat on the edge of the bed in the master bedroom with his head bowed down feeling guilty. He suddenly heard Serena moaning with some man that was not him. He stood up. He heard the moaning growing louder from the guest room. He always had the ability to find out who was the man his wife cheated on him with. He could easily read her thoughts and find out who the man was. Yet, he knew if he did, he would kill him. Now, he could hear the sounds of this man fucking his wife. He slowly pushed open the doors to the guest bedroom and saw this man fucking his wife like she was his bitch. He saw red. He was thankful he did not have his powers because he would have killed Serena.

Then he looked at the man who was screwing his wife. His face sounded familiar. A flashback popped into his head.

Eight years ago, he was at the Tuskinos' home for the repast after Serena's funeral. Raven was sitting on the sofa chatting with Chad. Darien had just finished embracing Ken.

Darien strolled around the party since Andrew had left to mingle with Lita and her classmates as she introduced her husband to them. Darien bumped into someone. His eyes lit up when he saw it was Peggy.

Peggy said happily, "Dr. Darien Shields."

Darien laughed embracing her planting a chaste kiss on her cheek. "Peggy, it's so nice to see you. Thank you so much for coming to pay your last respects to Serena."

Peggy laughed. "How could I not? You two were my best models. My artwork with you two instantly sold out and my career has been smooth sailing ever since. I am still waiting for it to slow down."

Darien smiled. "I hope it never does."

Peggy introduced Darien to her husband and his brother. The husband smiled as they shook hands and Darien engaged in a little small talk with him. The brother on the other hand was a little stiff and frigid.

Peggy smiled. "And this is my brother-in-law Jake Kelly, also a renowned painter."

Darien held out his hand. He smiled impressed. "My wife loves your work. You are one of her favorite artist."

Jake gulped. Darien had no idea why he was acting nervous and looking awfully long at Darien's hand before shaking it. Darien could see a drop of sweat rolling down the side of Jake's head. His palms were sweaty.

Jake cleared his throat. "Thank you…"

"Did you know Serena?"

Jake grew nervous as Darien continued to grip Jake' hand.

Jake cleared his throated nervously again not looking Darien in the eye. He was freaking out all of them including his pretty blonde wife. Jake shook his head. "Not really."

Peggy looked confused, "But didn't you meet her in Tokyo eight years ago?" Peggy turned to Darien. "I think it was a few weeks before Serena and you married." She turned back to Jake. "I introduced you, well technically…."

Jake jerked his hand back from Darien. A baffled look came across Darien's face. Did he did not remember Serena? And why was he lying?

"Daddy!" Jake sighed in relief as he looked at a five-year-old Katie. Darien happily scooped Katie in his arms. Darien was so immersed with Katie as he rubbed his nose against hers making her giggle that he did not notice the way Jake stared at Katie like he was trying to figured out if the child was his or not. Peggy, her husband, and his wife all smiled at the adorable moment….

Endymion dismissed the moment as unimportant. Katie came and interrupted the awkward moment and Endymion silently thanked the child. Children were wonderful excuses to get out of messy and awkward situations. Now, the memory faded as Endymion no longer saw Jake making love to his wife. He had actually met the man who fucked his wife and he did not even know it.

He walked down the stairs to see Alexandra in the kitchen standing next to the sink. She was gulping down a tall glass of orange juice. Endymion said angrily approaching the kitchen island in the center of the room, "You fucked the painter."

Alexandra faced him and raised her eyebrow unfazed. "You fucked Stacey."

Endymion's eyes narrowed. "How do you know that? We're in the house in Maryland."

Alexandra said, "But it still has the furniture from L.A."

Shit! He thought. He knew he should have brought new furniture.

Endymion said, "Blowjobs don't count."

Alexandra rolled her eyes. "Any form of sexual intercourse is considered cheating, Endy."

Endymion said, "But…"

Alexandra interrupted, "If you try to give me a discussion on why blowjobs or anything that is not anal or vaginal sex is not considered cheating, then I will take one of the knives behind me and stab you with one of them." Endymion glanced at the sharp kitchen knives in the wooden knife block behind Alexandra.

Endymion said leaning against the counter, "We can't kill each other. If one of us kills the other, then the other is still trapped here."

Alexandra exclaimed cynically, "Damn it! Lucky you." Alexandra turned away from him and placed the empty glass in the sink. She bit down her bottom lip as she suddenly felt a chill going through her body. She leaned over the sink and grabbed the edges of the sink. Her mouth gaped open as she felt an orgasm rippled through her body. She was Serena again and she was wearing a yellow contour dress emphasizing her womanly curves. She saw a translucent Rini materialized before her playing outside with some of the neighborhood children at one of their neighbor's house and she saw translucent images of her old neighbors outside. Endymion watched the bizarre scene of Alexandra bending over the sink like she was having a seizure. Alexandra quickly jumped out of Serena's body and stood next to Endymion. They both watched a translucent Darien entering the kitchen approaching Serena.

Serena washed and dried the dishes in the sink. Darien strolled over to his wife in his navy blue business suit. He surprised her by coming home from work earlier than expected. He leaned over to greet his wife with a kiss on the cheek. Serena jerked her head away to avoid him. She ignored him and continued washing and drying the dishes like he wasn't standing next to her. Darien frowned at her with hateful eyes muttering something inaudible under his breath. She then faced him with a hand on her hip and started a huge argument with him about something petty. He furiously walked away from her. Her lips curved into a smug little smile as she wiped down a dish with a dish towel then placed it on the dish rack before washing another one. He stopped halfway in the room trying to control his anger as he clenched and unclenched his hands at his sides. He could feel the happiness inside of her for once again avoiding any physical interaction with her husband. But he would be damned if he let her win once again. He turned around and stormed right back over to her startling her from behind. The dish slipped out of her hand and broke into pieces in the sink. Before she could tell him off, she found her upper body pinned down on the kitchen counter with his firm hand on back preventing her from moving. He unbuckled his pants with his free hand. He pushed up her dress over her ass and around her hips. He then grabbed a kitchen knife out of the wooden knife block on the counter. Serena became frightened and turned on at the same time as she felt the cool metal against her skin before he sliced off her raggedly old granny panties she only wore to turn him off. He placed the knife back in the knife block smirking haughtily when he felt her desire for sex. He shoved his middle finger deep inside of her as her body betrayed her and she found herself riding his finger as he thrust in and out of her. He removed his finger and placed his soiled finger to her mouth. She scrunched her nose as she smelled a whiff of her strong scent. He forced his finger inside of her mouth. She tasted herself as he moved his finger in and out of her mouth only stopping at the distal phalanx before plunging back inside. He removed his finger and whipped out his already erect groin. He pushed open her legs as far as he could then he buried his large groin deep inside her wet nether lips. He took his sweet time plowing himself in and out of her tightness since they rarely had sex. She came up with every excuse in the book to get out of fucking her husband. Darien glanced out the half-opened window as he slowly pumped himself in and out of his wife. He groaned in satisfaction enjoying the warmth and tightness of her body gripping his throbbing, leaking groin like a vine. He chuckled silently knowing she was squeezing the hell out of her kegel muscles trying to force him to come quickly but it would not work. He learnt how to prolong his orgasms so his stubborn, little wife would have to wait until he was done fucking her. He watched Rini happily hop into the back of a car with other children. His neighbor stopped him earlier before he went to work and informed him that she was taking Rini and her kids to Chuck E. Cheese this afternoon for a few hours. He heard someone call his name. He spotted the voice and grinned happily as he waved at his neighbors passing by on the sidewalk walking their dogs or jogging. Endymion laughed at Darien greeting his neighbors while he fucking his wife. Half an hour later, Darien released himself inside of her. She climaxed as she shook around him. Darien stepped back slowly moving out of her breathing heavily as his seed leaked from his flaccid groin and their juices rushed down her legs. Serena's weak legs buckled underneath her and she fell to the floor. Darien fixed his clothes and then carried his wife upstairs to the bedroom where he spent the entire afternoon fucking her brains out behind closed doors.

After the image faded away, Alexandra said, "It seemed like most of problems were in Los Angeles."

Endymion asked her curiously, "Why didn't you just tell me that you were Serenity? It would have saved a lot of heartache."

Alexandra turned to Endymion. "You couldn't survive without Serena. I watched you two together over the years. You needed one another like you need oxygen to breathe or a fish needs water to live. It's all she ever asked of me so I did it."

She walked passed him into the living room. The living room was a fusion of both of their living rooms in both cities. Alexandra sat down on the sofa. There was a flat screen television in front of her. She saw the remote on the coffee table in front of her. She tried to flip the television on, but it would not allow her to. She frowned frustrated slapping the butt of the remote before throwing it down. She fell back sideways on the sofa. Her head touched the pillow. Another memory started.

Mina came to visit them for a few days one summer since she was auditioning for a movie. Serena and Darien were delighted that Mina was there and they were happy when she gave them a date night since she told them that she would babysit Rini. Mina sensed something was off between them like they were pretending to be happy for her sake. She felt the tension in the room when they were alone together. They were instantly all smiles and laughter when she walked in. Darien worked most of the time and asked her about her life. When she asked him about his, he pretended to be happy like everything was perfect. Serena was the same way. After Serena and Darien left for their date night and after Rini was fast asleep in her bed, Mina fell asleep on the sofa watching television. The television automatically turned off while she was asleep and the room was pitch back. A few hours later, she opened her eyes when she heard the front door closed. Serena yawned as a wasted Darien fondled his wife and grinded his body against her. Serena begged amused for him to stop, fighting off his advances. "Stop it Darien. It was a good night. Don't ruin it."

Darien pulled up Serena's dress around her waist and ripped off her thong against her protest. "You're going to wake the baby. Mina's here." She heard the unbuckling of pants and the sound of a zipper unfastening. Mina was about to sit up and stop Darien from assaulting her friend until she heard grunting and moans coming from both parties as Darien lifted Serena against the back of the front door and began pounding inside her. He soon released her and pushed her down on the stairs taking her from behind. Mina heard the skin slapping sounds of Darien pounding himself inside of Serena from behind as she whimpered audibly in pleasure. He grunted out her name as he released himself inside of her. Serena collapsed weakly on the stairs. He scooted her in his arms and carried her limp body up the stairs. Mina heard them making love upstairs since their bedroom was located on top of the living room. She saw the light fixture above her shaking as they went at it for what seemed like hours. Mina confided in Lita about her visit to the Shields household and told her she would never stay with them again.

"Did that happened often?" Endymion asked as the image faded away.

Alexandra sat up to see Endymion standing in the doorway. He looked miserable and appalled at himself. Alexandra nodded. "You're a different person when you are drunk. Back then you're my lover, I felt obligated to sleep with you because of all you did for me. As your wife in this life, I took it because you were my husband. Isn't it a wife's job to please her husband whenever he wants?"

Endymion thought back to his time as Darien and his time as King Endymion from the past. It was never Darien. Endymion started to take over Darien's body when Darien was twenty-two-years old in this time. He was always there dormant. He did not become active until Darien became extremely angry after watching the video tape of Serena and another man. That was the moment Endymion began to come out and take over his body. When Darien and Serena made love, it was Darien. When they were having rough sex, it was Endymion trying to drill himself so deep inside of her that she'll never desire another man. Serenity and Serena both begged him not to take them in anger. By the time Endymion was ready to enter their bodies, Serenity and Serena both wanted him and eagerly spread those lovely legs far apart. Endymion glanced upstairs. The only time that it did not work was upstairs on the last night of their marriage.

Endymion shook his head. "No, a husband's job is to respect his wife's wishes. Not make her afraid of him, treat her like crap, or force her to do things against her will. A husband is everything that I was not to you."

Alexandra rested her chin on the top of the couch looking at him. "Endymion, you were not that bad. You were a great provider and father to our children. The only time when you acted different was when you were drunk."

Endymion said, "But we argued and fought all the time in L.A."

Alexandra said, "Because I didn't fall in love with you yet." Endymion was stunned into silence. "I started arguments to push you away, to get you to leave me….but you never did. You stayed…"

"You told me to go fuck someone else. You constantly accused me of cheating." Endymion continued, "You were my wife and you did not want me." He became emotional. "All my life I was told that I was special because of how I looked, how smart I was, or how great of a catch I was. I was used to girls throwing themselves at me and worshipping the ground that I walked on. Then, I get you because my real wife died and you treated me like shit. You made me question everything I thought I was as a person and a man. I took my frustration out on you in the bedroom."

Alexandra smiled. Endymion had corrupted her. She was just as crazy with jealousy as he was. She loved when they had angry sex. They had more angry sex than actually talked during their marriage. It was the only way that she could get back at him really was in the bedroom. The angrier he became, the more Endymion came out. He took her body like Endymion did.

She remembered Lita's first marriage to Nick. They were at the wedding reception.

Serena became upset with Darien for blatantly flirting with one of Nick's female colleagues at the open bar. She angrily tossed down her napkin on her plate and abruptly stood up and walked towards the bathroom. Lita was concerned for her friend. Darien saw his wife make a small scene and equally angry politely excused himself from the pretty woman and followed his wife to the bathroom. After ten minutes of no sign of them, Lita got up worried and walked towards the bathroom. She walked into the female's bathroom listening to the sounds of Darien banging Serena inside of a bathroom stall. She could not tell if it was them or not until she heard Serena cried out Darien's name in bliss. Lita embarrassed quickly left the bathroom.

"What are you thinking about?"

Endymion was looking at her from across the room as she carelessly stroked her neck with her fingers. Alexandra looked at him. "The bathroom at Lita's wedding reception to Nick." Endymion chuckled. He remembered that. Lita chewed them out for days after she came back home from her honeymoon and angrily blowing up Serena's cell phone. Darien and Serena apologized profusely for their wanton behavior and then burst into laughter afterwards.

"You thought I was flirting with the lady at the bar."

Alexandra said outraged, "What do you mean thought? You were!" Alexandra walked passed him. She went upstairs into one of their daughters' rooms that were sacred and should have nothing but happy memories. She lied down on Rini's bed and dosed off. Even her dreams were not sacred.

She remembered being in their modest apartment in Los Angeles before they moved into their house in L.A. Serenity had just become Serena. Darien had taken her home from the hospital. He did not touch her because she constantly told him that she was not feeling well, then she used Rini as an excuse, and then it was her weight gain after the baby. He still desired her. The night her body finally accepted him again, she turned her head as a tear rolled down her cheek. He tried to take her before, but she was so dry and his first thrust caused her so much pain and irritation. He quickly stopped and apologized. He tried foreplay and relaxing the mood, but nothing he did aroused her or made her wet anymore. Everything that always used to work on Serena did not work on her.

The room was pitch-black and she lied unresponsive and quiet as he rubbed some cold liquid lubricant between her legs. He had to buy lubricant since he could no longer arouse his wife. She could hear the sound of him rubbing some on himself. The only sounds were his grunts as moved inside of her. Silent tears fell down her cheeks as he entered her. He moved inside of her, and it felt good being inside of her again, but he was having trouble staying erect because she was not responding him or offering him any encouragement to continue.

Darien pleaded. "Say something Serena. At least pretend that you still want me." She did not respond. He removed himself out of her. "Shit!" He sat on the edge of the bed. His bare feet planted on the cold hard floor. His head bowed and his arms resting on his knees.

The room was silent for a moment. The only sound was their soft breathing. He heard her as she shifted onto her side with her back turned to him. She had her hands in a prayer position and rested the side of her face on them.

Darien groaned frustrated. "What the hell is wrong with you, Serena? I feel like I'm raping my fucking wife." He looked ahead into the darkness. "Do you find me unattractive? Did I do something wrong?" He buried his face into his hands.

Serena said looking into the darkness, "No, it's not you, it's me."

Darien scoffed lifting up his face. "It's been five months, Serena. Is it someone else? Are you cheating on me?"

Serena said, "No."

He turned his head to her. He pleaded, "Then what is it? Tell me so that I can fix it."

When she did not respond, he cursed underneath his breath and went to the bathroom to wash himself off. She could hear the sound of the water running in the faucet. She whispered into the darkness, "Because I don't love you."

Alexandra woke up the next day. She yawned. She was still trapped in the doll house as she thought of it. Alexandra walked into the bathroom in the bedroom that she once shared with Darien. The bed was already made like it was never slept in. Alexandra walked into the bathroom and undressed herself. She walked into the shower and let the hot water wash over her body. She glanced up into the mirrors and touched her fried and unkempt hair. She opened up the drawers and found a pair of hair scissors. She began snipped off her hair. She smiled when she saw her favorite shower gel and shampoo when propped on a built in shelf inside the closet. She moaned in pleasure as the water washed over her body. She could not remember the last time she had a good shower like this. She rubbed her shampoo into her short ebony locks and sighed in pleasure as intoxicating smell of strawberries overwhelmed her. It's been years since she used her shampoo. It always left her hair feeling soft, shiny, moisturized, and healthier. She used to make Darien rushed to store to buy her a bottle when she ran out. The company who made the shampoo went out of business several years ago and they no longer made her shampoo.

Every morning, Darien used to wrap his arms around her regardless of what she was doing and sniffed her hair before he went to work. She laughed at him for being weird. He said her hair always smelled good enough to eat. He tilted his head and kissed her cheek. They wished each other a good day.

Alexandra came out of the shower wrapping and tying a large soft towel around her slender body. She smiled as she saw Serena's skin and hair care products. She had the best of everything for her hair and skin. Alexandra started moisturizing her skin, face, and hands with Serena's lotion. She inhaled the feminine fresh scent of the lotion and perfume. She had many intoxicating fragrances like Chanel, Ralph Lauren or Gucci. Her favorite was Rhianna's "Reb F'Leur". She jokingly referred to it as scent of a woman. Wherever she went wearing it, men went crazy and complimented her on her perfume. They asked her what she was wearing and she told them what it was. When they asked her for her number afterwards, she showed them her wedding band and told them to get lost, especially when Rini was shopping with her. Whenever she wore it around the house or out to dinner, it drove Darien crazy. He brought it for her one Valentine's Day since he was one of those men who waited to the last minute to buy gifts. It was the only thing the store had left on the shelf. With a dash of it on, Darien completely forgot what they were arguing about. They always ended up having wild, crazy sex afterwards. Sometimes in bathroom stalls at clubs and restaurants. Sometimes in the car and once on top of the dryer in the laundry room while she was doing the laundry. She had no idea what propelled her to sprinkle a dash on her skin. She wanted to punish him she guessed.

Alexandra soon emerged downstairs dressed in a cotton halter top, daisy dukes and heels. Her short black hair was cut in a cute boy cut. Endymion smiled liking her haircut. He always hated when she cut her hair short, but she had the bone structure to pull off any hairstyle. She simply stared at him. Endymion glanced at her feet and saw that she gave herself a pedicure. She was upstairs for hours. He spent the night on the sofa. He bathed in the downstairs bathroom and relaxed in the bath tub for half an hour until his skin started to look like a prune. He went upstairs and was surprised when he saw that bed was made. He assumed when she went upstairs yesterday she had slept in the master bedroom. He grabbed a blue polo shirt and khaki shorts out of his Chester drawer. It may have looked like fake snow outside, but it was eighty degrees inside the house. He then placed on socks and his authentic number thirty-two Jordans. He forgot them when he moved out. He dreaded that ever since. Michael Jordan was his favorite basketball player of all time and he spent his entire childhood searching for the original make of the shoes he was currently wearing.

He passed the rooms and found Serena fast asleep in Rini's old room. She looked like an angel as she slept. He softly closed the door.

He was in the kitchen cooking strawberry banana pancakes. It's been so long since he saw the inside of a kitchen. He had to glance at the back of the box to figure out how to make pancakes again. The first batch came out as bad as Serena's cookies tasted the day she came over to his apartment and brought them those rock hard cookies that he nearly died trying to swallow since she was crying because she thought she was a bad cook and girlfriend. She sucked at cooking back then, but she was a good girlfriend. The next batch came out perfectly. He exhaled. She was wearing his favorite perfume. "Why is she wearing a perfume that makes me want her," he thought as he flipped the pancakes over with the spatula. He turned to her and handed her a plate of pancakes with breakfast sausage and sunny side up eggs. She giggled like a little girl when he placed the plate in front of her.

She laughed. "My favorite. You remembered." He grinned. "You're still good for something." He flipped his middle finger at her then went back to cooking.

After he finished cooking and cleaning up, he sat at the counter with her as they ate in silence. The only sound in the quiet house came from the two of them chewing their food and forks clicking against the ceramic plates and their glasses of orange juice hitting the table. He glanced over at her. She still ate like a pig and her pancakes were drowning in syrup. With all the sugar she consumed, he was surprised she was not a diabetic.

Endymion asked breaking the silence, "Yesterday, you said that you didn't fall in love with me yet. When did you fall in love with me?"

"While fucking another guy," she thought but no guy would like that answer. "Oh, shit!" She worried that he read her thoughts. He simply stared at her. She forgot for a second they were powerless in this reality.

Alexandra paused.

Endymion prompted angrily, "Just answer the damn question, Alexandra."

Alexandra frowned standing up abruptly. "Fuck you!"

Endymion retorted, "You already did in more ways than one. That's the reason why we are in this situation. Now, answer the damn question and let's solve what needs to be fixed. So we can get the hell out of this reality. Now, sit the fuck down and answer the question."

Alexandra breathed heavily. Her chest heaved as she sat down angrily. She hated him for talking to her like that, but he was right. The only way to get out of this reality was to solve whatever was wrong with them.

Endymion said, "Go ahead. When did you fall in love with me?"

Alexandra took a deep breathe. To spite him, she said, "While fucking the painter…"

Endymion's face became unreadable. She did not know if he was upset or not. He only sipped the rest of his orange juice.

Alexandra said forcefully, "I realized that we had a good thing. I regretted cheating on you with Jake, but at the same time, it was what made me realized that I had fallen in love with you. I didn't want to lose you and I regret that I deceived you."

Endymion looked down for a moment. He remembered the time they made love after she slept with Jake. He never felt more loved and connected to her than at that moment. He knew she loved him as much as he loved her. She gave him everything and held back nothing. He looked at her.

Alexandra stared at him. She said shocking him, "You never raped me, Darien. In this time, it was Dragon taking over your body. He was the one that hurt me not you. That wasn't you. I know you, and you will never intentionally hurt me. Even on the moon, you never raped me. I allowed you to take me because I wanted you to own me, possess me, and make me yours and that scared the shit out of me that I wanted you so bad. I never loved anyone as much as I loved you. I tried, but I always came back to you, because you're my soulmate. I was more afraid of the dark side of me that you brought out of me. I was afraid because we're the same. I'm just like you."

Endymion said in disbelief, "But I allowed him to…"

Alexandra said, "You're a man, and you're human. He found a weak moment and took advantage of it. That's what the devil does."

Endymion said looking back at her, "I can't accept what you are saying."

Alexandra said staring at him with soft eyes, "Look back at all of our times together and recall one moment where it felt like I was not enjoying it too." He looked back at the endless times they made love. He smirked. There were a lot. Besides that one time when he was controlled by the devil, she always found herself enjoying it even when they started off angry at one another.

Alexandra looked at him amused. "See, I am just as screwed up as you are."

Endymion smiled. "We're both crazy." He looked seriously. "But I am not doing that anymore."

Alexandra smiled. "That's a shame. I like it when you're rough and barbaric."

Endymion's eyes narrowed. "You're sick."

Alexandra leaned forward. "Then you're the disease that's making me like this."

Endymion said, "Then, you should find the cure so that you can be saved from me."

"Who says I want to be saved?"

Endymion said, "We're completely wrong for each other. I'm a mess."

Alexandra said, "And I'm a disaster."

Endymion strolled around the island towards her. He spun her chair around. She looked up at him. She was surprised to see love in his eyes. Her lips parted. His fingers stroked her soft face. He pushed her legs as his hand caressed her soft legs. She touched his face. Her hands touched his chest and his heart was beating fast. He ran her hands through her short dark hair. They felt like strands of fine silk through his fingers. Her hair smelled like strawberries. She was wearing his favorite perfume.

Endymion stared down at her. "You say that you don't want me, yet you dress sexy and wear a perfume that you know drives me mad. You're contradicting yourself."

Alexandra looked up at him. She was hiding her fear and sensitivity from him being so close to him. She should not be feeling this way about him anymore. Her body was completely sensitive to him. Her brain turned to mush as she stared at him like the silly school girl.

She glanced down at her simple attire and said, "You're delusional."

Endymion simply stared at her in awe. Even with a different face, she was still beautiful to him. Her soul still attracted his.

Endymion muttered, "Maybe I am." He placed his arms on the island's edges by her side and pushed himself way from her. He left out of the room. "I'll clean up later." She spun back around in her chair and saw the dirty dishes on the counter. She picked them up to busy herself and washed them in the sink. Her mind wondered to the pain she saw behind those blue eyes of his. He had everything and was still unhappy. She heard rumors about him when she was in hell. How he fornicated with so many women? How he destroyed the world when Katie disappeared? He was like an abusive father that his children still loved regardless of how much he hurt them. He was like that with their children and the citizens of Earth.

Endymion slammed the door shut to the study. He ran his hands through his long dark hair in frustration. He desperately needed a drink. It had been a whole day since he drunk something. He needed something to take the edge off. She looked scared of him like he frightened her. He hated Katie for trapping him in this personal hell. Who wanted to spend all eternity trapped with someone they loved more than life itself to find out their love no longer desire them? He could have any woman he desired, but the one he desired no longer wanted him. She was with him out of obligation.

He frantically searched the cabinets of his office and desk for a bottle, but he found nothing. He had searched the cabinets in the kitchen that morning and there was none in there also.

"Shit!" He cried as he slammed a cabinet door shut in frustration. He sat down in his chair behind his desk.

He sunk back into the chair and rested his arms on top of the arms of the chair. He closed his eyes. He tilted his head back on the seat. Invisible hands were quickly unbuckling his shorts. The top button of his shorts unfastened. He could hear his zipper lowered. It whipped out his groin that was instantly erect. He groaned as skillful hands playful touched him. His thighs were pushed apart by small invisible hands as they engulfed his groin skillfully in their mouth. He moaned as he could hear the sound of sucking and suction as it hungrily sucked him with a passion that Serena never possessed except the time in the shower after their wedding in Tokyo. She was under the influence of Lita's sweets. She personally hated going down on him, and he knew it. She found the act demeaning, and she only did it to get out of having actual intercourse with him. Most time she never finished hating the taste of him inside her mouth.

Karen was the complete opposite. She enjoyed going down on him. She sucked him dry until he was empty. She was a pro. Sometimes she took her time with him. Other times she knew how to make him cum instantly. He remembered the first time she went down on him…

He was in a library studying for exam in one of his medical class the first time she went down on him. He flirted with her regularly when he went to the local bar a few times. She worked as a bartender and was a pro at filling drink orders. The guys loved it when she had to work. She was a tough ass. The fellas nicknamed her Red because her fiery temper along with her red hair. He could still see her prancing around behind the bar clad in skin tight jeans, heels, and a tight ass corset top that held her nice sized rack so tight and upright that the fellas thought the her breasts were going to pop out. He remembered the beauty mark on the back of her neck when she used to wear her long red hair pinned up. She smiled at him the first time she met him. She treated him special and her eyes lit up whenever the door bells chimed and he walked into the bar. He always smiled at her, and she always knew his drink order before he asked.

He was surprised to find out that she went to Harvard and was extremely smart. The economy was shit and even with her degree from a state college, she struggled to find a job and spent a couple of years on her mother's couch in her working class home. She spent a couple years over in Cambodia working as an English as a Second Language teacher with the Peace Corps and then returned home to the United States. She was surprised when she was accepted into the graduate program at Harvard. She had a partial scholarship to attend, but she worked at the bar to help pay off her bills and the massive student loans debt that most of their generation had to pay back.

They were both in the library studying for their exams. He was stressing about his medical exams. She was preparing her thesis for her business class. Darien groaned in frustration because his eyes were dry and tired from studying and his brain was turning to mush. He could not absorb any more information. Karen smirked as she typed quickly on her laptop. He could see the reflection of her computer screen through her glasses. Why he was checking her out? He had no idea. He twiddled his pen through his fingers absentmindedly as he watched her. Her hair was styled in the Rachel hairstyle and fell a couple of inches passed her shoulders. She was dressed demure in an oversized pink sweater and skinny jeans with high tower black boots.

Karen smiled happily. She quickly saved her thesis to her flash drive, hard drive and even e-mailed it to herself just in case. She blew her screen a kiss. She smiled happily as she closed out of the document and said, "I'm finished. Twenty hours of my life and I finally completed it." She shut down her laptop and closed her laptop in triumph.

Her blue eyes met his. She asked amused, "Shields, what's your problem?"

He was chewing his back of his pen with his teeth. He placed his pen down and groaned slamming his thick book the size of an encyclopedia shut. She looked at the book with amused eyes then up at him again. "Frustrated?"

Darien growled. She laughed. "What so damned funny?"

The librarian shushed them. Karen scoffed. Darien whispered, "I've been here for six hours and I remember nothing."

Karen reached over grabbing his notes and quickly glancing over them. She asked looking at his notes in a serious voice, "In the initiation of puberty in boys, what is the initial event?"

Darien quickly answered, "Nocturnal rise in luteinizing hormones, the LH levels, which causes a steady increase in the levels of sex hormone production."

Karen asked, "Correct. What are the sequences of events in males?"

Darien said automatically, "Increased secretion of the GnRH, LH, FSH, and testosterone. Adrenarche, gonadarche, and spermatogenesis, and growth spurts occurring around the age of fourteen."

"Correct, and when did you reach puberty?"

"At hey-"Darien's eyes widen with surprise then amusement. No one ever caught him off guard before like that before. He bawled up a piece of paper and threw it at her. They burst into laughter as the stern librarian shushed them again. Karen turned her head away from the librarian as she laughed quietly at him. He rolled his eyes at her then smiled.

Karen stopped laughing when she saw the intense way he was looking at her. He asked smiling, "Let me buy you a cup of coffee."

Karen looked at him with perplexed amusement. She said, "Coffee is kind of serious, Darien. You do have a girlfriend." He felt slightly guilty. He forgot about Serena for a moment. No other woman had captured his interest before as much as Karen had. Serena was still much like a little girl, but Karen was a woman. She interested him.

After they left the library that night, Darien escorted Karen to her apartment. He took the subway with Karen to her apartment. She told him that she was fine, but he insisted. She lived in a bad part of town in some cheap, rundown apartments. It was cheaper than living on campus.

He followed Karen as she raced up the steps to her tiny studio apartment. She removed her coat when she stepped into the apartment. Darien followed her into the dark apartment. She flicked on the lights.

The apartment was old and tiny. Roaches crawled along the walls, ceiling, and carpet. The beige carpet had a small cigarette burnt mark causing the entire apartment to reek of a light smoke smell even though he knew she did not smoke. The walls were painted white like the landlord had someone to come over and paint over the old paint. She hardly had any furniture. A mattress lied in the center of the floor with a flat screen television sitting upright on the floor in front of it. A flexible desk lamp plugged into the wall outlet stood bent into a curve shaped on the floor next to the mattress. Books about finance, accounting, and marketing sat neatly piled in the corner. She had a tiny kitchen in the corner with a small stove and two- door refrigerator. She had a counter piled with pots and pans and empty bottles of vodka and tequila stacked neatly together with a can of roach spray in the far corner. She was currently bent over grabbing two beers out of the fridge with hardly anything inside.

He glanced in the corner and saw that she had folding table with four folding chairs with plastic flowers in a vase as the center piece and a small roach crawling on top of the table. He assumed she used the table as a dining area. The light fixture hanging over the table looked like it came from the nineteen seventies and looked rusty like one day it would fall. Her ceiling had mold in the corner and she had a large bucket on the floor underneath the spot.

She walked over to him and handed him a beer. He pointed to the spot of mold and said, "This is not a healthy living condition."

Karen gulped down her beer looking at the spot. She shrugged her shoulders. "I know. I told manager about it. He said he'll get it fix."

"How long ago was that?"

"A year ago."

Darien looked shocked. Karen laughed. "Lighten up, Dare. I'm only here until I complete graduate school."

"And how long is that?"

Karen grinned. She took another sip of her beer. "One day."

He shook his head at her. He said seriously, "Karen, you need to get serious about school."

Karen turned to him and said caressing his arm causing him to stiffen, "I'm not a genius like you are, but I still belong here. I am doing my best to not drown in debt doing so."

Darien asked, "Can't your parents help you?"

Karen turned around and walked from him. "I don't have rich parents like you do, Shields." Why did it upset him that everyone thought he came from money? Everything he had, he worked his ass off to get. No one gave him anything.

She continued, "My parents are working class defeated by trying to achieve the American dream. It broke my father, while my mother had given up on it and only tries to survive living paycheck to paycheck." She took off her sweater revealing a lacy black bra and tossed it into her dirty clothes bin in the corner. He turned his head not understanding why he was turned on by her. Why he was growing aroused? No one ever made him feel like that besides Serena, the few times she acted mature. Sometimes when she spent the night at his apartment in Tokyo, she would dress sexy in a pair of lacy panties and bra and walk around in tight tops and short skirts. He had to stop himself many times from taking her right then. He lived basically like a monk, except the partying with his friends on the weekend.

Darien asked, "Why do you think I come from money?"

She bent over and wiggled out of her jeans. "Because you look rich like you come from money like the Bennett family."

Darien popped opened his beer and took a sip. His arousal grew harder. He tried to distract himself. "Who are the Bennetts?"

"One of the wealthiest families in Los Angeles, I think the head of the family is Cain Bennett. He looks like you."

Darien laughed. "I wish." Who wouldn't want to find out that they came from a rich family, he thought.

Karen turned to him. She smirked. He was flustered and focused on the moldy ceiling. She turned to him and said, "You can turn around Shields."

Darien turned towards her. She was dressed in a large t-shirt. He glanced at the dirty laundry and saw her black lacy bra and thong were in there. He gulped. She was not wearing anything underneath. He could see her nipples poking out through her shirt. He totally forgot what they were talking about.

Karen smirked and asked, "What age did puberty happened for you, Shields?"

Darien did not respond. His eyes darkened like she was temptress he had to stay away from. Karen's breath stilled as her nipples hardened. She said, "You should leave now. I'm okay."

Darien did not respond. The way he was staring at her was making her hot. His eyes were undressing her and rational thought started to leave both of them. His empty beer dropped to the floor. He strolled over to her and grabbed the sides of her face surprising her. His lips crashed with hers. His hands grabbed her ass and pushed her closer to him. She could feel his desire for her. His hands roamed underneath her shirt caressing and squeezing her ass cheeks. He pushed up her shirt as she helped him take it off until she stood nude in front of him. He admired her body. Her breasts were perfect and round. Her stomach was toned and slim. Her hips were slender and enticing. She tossed her hair back. Her hair lightly caressed her back. His lips kissed her skin. His big hands cupped and molded her breasts tightly. He lifted her in his arms. Her legs wrapped around him. He pushed her against the wall. He could still smell the paint. His mouth sucked hungrily on her breasts as she moaned as their arousals grinded against each other. She held onto him tightly. Her arousal wet and leaking. His head rested against his neck. He pounded against her as they dry humped against the wall. No man ever turned her on like he did and he had not even entered her. She gasped as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. Their bodies stilled as her leg came down and her foot touched the floor. He stepped away from her. The front of his pants ruined.

Karen said catching her breath, "I'm sorry, Darien."

Darien's back was turned to her. He was freaking out. Did he actually cheat on Serena? He did not have intercourse with Karen. It felt good to rub up against someone even though he was still hard.

Karen stepped towards him. She said, "I'm sorry."

He turned to her. "I never cheated on her before."

Karen huffed. She was worried about ruining his pants. He was worried about whether this counted as cheating on his girlfriend. They had been friends for months and he constantly spoke about his precious, virginal Serena, who could do no wrong. He planned out their entire lives together and constantly spoke about how they were meant to be. He never looked at any other girls or gave them the time of day. She thought she was special because he actually spoke to her and chatted with her when he saw her. That had to mean that he actually liked her.

Karen smiled. "Then let's pretend that this never happened."

Darien looked at her. She was right. Serena would never forgive him if she knew about this. Most men could not go three months without sex. Darien had gone four years without sex. He did not remember the name of the girl he last had sex with before he met Serena. She was a girl from his college. She was horrible and acted like she was a porn star from a bad porno movie. He had not entered her yet, and she was already moaning and jerking around in bed yelling at him to go harder and faster. He banged her that night and never called her again.

Darien said, "I've been celibate for four years."

Karen asked curiously, "You're religious?"

Darien hesitated. "Yes," he thought. He had a goddess that he worshipped and her name was Serenity, the goddess of the moon.

Darien nodded.

"Does that include blowjobs?" Her question surprised him as she walked towards him, completely comfortable with the fact that she was standing before him full frontal naked. Serena would have freaked if he saw her in her underwear. Darien knew he should have said no that day, but she was naked and beautiful and he was horny as hell. He shook his head. Karen smiled with a wicked glint in her eyes. She dropped to her knees and instantly relaxed him with her mouth. For the next twenty minutes, she gave him the best blowjob ever. He continued their affair for the remainder of the school year calling her whenever he was stressed or horny….

He opened his eyes and glanced down. The front of his boxers and shorts were stained. He looked up to see Alexandra standing in the doorway. Her eyes were angry and hurt. Fear skulked over Endymion. She said angrily as her eyes became watery, "One time? You're a liar!" She walked away. Endymion closed his eyes. It was his memory, and she had seen everything.