Riding up the elevator she almost cursed herself for getting into this mess. It could have been avoided. She could have refused vehemently that Rini wasn’t his… and. Oh hell, what was the point. He would have found out anyway.
Damn him.
She had, however, decided that she was going to surprise Darien with a pre-meeting before the family “reunion”. Oh, how stupidly laughable that phrase was. They were not a real family. The only connection they had was Rini and some piece of contract that binds them as man and wife.
She wanted to set everything on her terms. She needed him to know that she was in control was this ordeal. If he wanted to bounce back into her life, he needed to know the rules. What happened yesterday should not be repeated. She would talk to him like a civilized adult and set her conditions.
With that the elevator opened to a lobby. With a huff of breath, she strode toward where Darien’s office was.
“I want to see Darien Vitale,” Serena informed the blonde with the headset on sitting behind the counter. The woman looked up from the screen and plastered on a smile that Serena knew was as fake as her out of the bottle hair color.
“I am sorry, Mr. Vitale is occupied at the moment.” She answered with a controlled voice.
“I need to see him.”
“Do you have an appointment?”
“No.”
“Mr. Vitale only takes appointments. Would you like to make an appointment?” Serena could tell that the woman was getting as frustrated as she was.
“NO, I will not make an appointment. I need to see him NOW.”
“He is occupied at the moment.”
“I don’t care if he’s occupied because of a meeting with the president of the United Sates. Tell your boss I want to see him or I will,” Serena snapped with a barely constrained exasperation.
“Ma’am, I am afraid that is not possible. You will have to make an appointment or I will ask security to escort you out.”
Serena’s patience snapped. “Excuse me, but I don’t think I need an appointment to see my damned HUSBAND! And, watch it before I call security on YOU!”
Without a backward glance, Serena marched passed the stunned female and pulled open the double door leading to Darien’s spacious office. She expected the hi-tech state of the art desktop adorning his elegant desk.
In fact, everything was what she had imagined—even more! However, she had not expected the scene that she was seeing.
She looked straight into Darien’s eyes with an accusing shake of her head. The look on face didn’t show a bit of remorse or surprise, which made Serena even angrier. And she was livid. Why? She did not exactly know why!
The only acknowledgement he have her was a slight nod. Taking out her anger on her palms by balling her fists together, she shifted a predatory glance over to his left.
Standing half-naked about five feet away from her husband was a red head. Serena simmered with acute jealousy mixed with humiliation and rage that nearly had her marching up to the busty bitch to attack.
The spell was broken when the other woman’s shrill voice sounded loudly into Serena’s ears. “How dare you just walk in? Get out. I am undressed for God’s Sake.” She eyed Serena with sheer dislike. She looked at her up and down and turned her nose up with disgust. “Who do you think you are?”
Serena nearly laughed, but her temper clouded her amusement. Finally, composing herself before she could lash out in absolute fury, she coolly replied, “I think I am the one who has the right to ask you the same thing…” she paused to stare at the woman coldly in the eye before adding with a sweet smile, “considering I am his wife.”
“What?” the woman did a double take from Serena then to Darien. Her face suddenly lost all of its color despite her massive amounts of blush on (which Serena thought made her look like a clown).
Serena watched almost amused at the scene before her. She laughed inwardly at how much her life resembled a soap opera whenever Darien was involved. She studied Darien’s expressionless face as he eyed the woman struggling to get back into her dress before him.
However, his cool demeanor changed when the woman uttered his name with a plea that begged for him to deny Serena’s claim and take her as his.
“ENOUGH!” Darien interrupted her irritation evident in his voice. “Leave us and do not return.”
“D-Darien—“
“Go, before I take you out myself. However, I assume you still want to leave with your pride intact. Good-bye, Josephine, ” he said before giving her a dismissive nod.
Serena felt a pang of sympathy toward the woman, but soon those feelings felt when the red head walked passed her. Her blood ran cold when she heard the woman’s soft whisper into her
“Your husband,” she hissed maliciously and continued, “has made me come in his bed, this office, his car more times than you can ever count.” She traced Serena’s hair with her red painted nails and proceeded to the door.
Serena heard the door slam behind her. She let out a breath. Her knuckles where white from the pressure of her balled hands. She knew that no matter how many times she could deny it, what that awful woman said was true. She could never erase it from her mind.
She looked up to see Darien staring at her as if that whole charade hadn’t happened. It took all her will power not to march toward the desk and bring an end to his cocky grin.
"Well, that was a rather interesting scene. I should have known what you did in this office of yours," Serena muttered with a bitter laugh.
"You should have knocked. I was not aware you would decide to take a surprise visit."
"I needed to talk to you," she replied with a defensive tone.
"Ah, cara, I did not mean that as a disapproval of your visit. In fact, I am rather thrilled that you still remember your title as my wife."
Serena let out a breath. "I--"
"No need to feel embarrassed. I too would have reacted in the same way if I were to see you in the same position as I was with someone else," he paused in thought and then frowned. "On second thought, I would have reacted more violently than you did."
"Are you suggesting I was jealous of that-- that--" Serena started with an outraged shrill. She didn't want him to know just how true her jealousy was.
Darien cut her off with a laugh. "Of course you were, cara mia, but no worries. I assure you that you will not witness another scene as such. I sent her packing last night. Her visit was as much as a surprise as yours was."
"And you think that makes it all right? If you remember your wedding vows..."
"Do NOT speak to me about our WEDDING VOWS, you little slut. I am not the only one who is guilty of breaking them. If I remember correctly, it was you who broke that vow first. I only broke it because we were estranged and I am a man with male needs!"
"Your audacity astounds me, Darien. I won't even bother defending myself to a callous Bastard like you. But as your wife... I do deserve a bit of fucking respect!"
His expression turned colder. His pace was astonishingly fast paced for Serena only blinked once and he was then standing right in from of her. She caught her breath as she felt strong hands coil around her pale wrists with a force she dimly thought would break her bones.
"My wife... I seem to remember that you have wifely duties you have neglected for several long years. I think it is time you start making up for them!"
She didn't even register when his head shifted toward her face. All she registered was the fact that his lips were pressed firmly against hers and his tongue was demanding access. Unwilling to let him invade, she pressed her lips together. However, his lips merely lined her mouth with an erotic slowness and sensuality that made her shudder with pleasure. A gasp escaped and her lips parted involuntarily. He took the chance and parted her lips farther with a swift entry inside-- coxing her to whimper in need.
All of her senses were clogged and all she could think about was the pleasure he brought with his skillful tongue. He branded her with a powerful stroke upon the roof her mouth causing her to press herself closer to him. His hands tightened around her wrist causing a small whimper of pain as he pulled her around and pushed her against the desk behind him. His mouth was still against hers tormenting her with extreme pleasure that only he could bring out. She barely recognized her hips hitting the edge with a force that would no doubt leave a nasty bruise.
He released her hands to snake around her hips and mold her round behind urging her pelvis forward. Hardness met with softness and Serena brought her hands to his hair as his mouth traveled down to her throat.
"Darien!" she mumbled into his hair as she gripped it with ferocity. He should have felt the pain, but all he felt was her legs around him as he picked her up from the bottom and placed her on top of the desk.
"Tell me what you want!" He whispered harshly into her ear making her tingle.
"I-- I want you," she mumbled softly unable to think about anything else as he moved his body into a grind that met his hardness against her covered core.
"You want me? Be specific, cara. I do not know what you mean," he said cockily and stopped his movements to look directly into her eyes.
Serena looked at him with a horrified expression. She couldn't believe she had lost all of her inhibitions with a kiss... a touch. She felt the tingle of her lower regions. She was burning. Absolutely burning.
"Well?" Darien asked her with an inquiring gaze.
Snapping back to reality, she tried to push him away from her... away from her lust weakened body. She couldn't think around him.
"Stay away from me you big jerk!" she demanded when she found that her ministrations did not prove futile.
His eyebrows rose up. His face was evident with amusement.
"Ah, but, cara, you have not yet finished. See?" he finished as he pulled her in to make contact with almost painful arousal.
Disgusted with herself that her body actually responded to his action, she bit out with a barely contained frustrated anger. "Well, I don't want to finish. So call one of your whores!"
He laughed. Boy, did he laugh. And she wanted punch him for it, but her brain could not seem to will her body to attack. Instead she demanded, "What is so damn funny?"
With one last chuckle, he replied, "I find it hilarious that you would deny your wants. However, I do not wish to satisfy myself with another woman when I have you to fulfill your rightful duties." He paused and then Serena watched his face contort into a cruel mask before he added, "legally."
At this her hand shot up automatically with aim to slap his handsome face, but he intercepted it with a savage grip. "Don't ever dare try to hit me... slut."
She whimpered with pain and whispered, "Bastard."
He ignored her remark and bent his head to his her harshly as if to punish her. The message he sent out was clear. She was his.
"You owe me seven years, bitch. You made your bed. Now you will lie in it... literally," his hand snaked up to her hair and pulled it backwards with a tug that mad her cry out. Her cries of pain soon turned into cries of pleasure as his left hand traveled down to cup her breast.
"I-- I don't know what you mean..." she whispered looking wildly around her as if trying to find ways to escape.
"What I mean, wife, is that you will have to pay me back every single day that I was never a father to MY CHILD. You owe me. As my wife. In my bed. Anyway I want. Anytime I want. Anywhere I want!" he said vehemently as he took the outline of her erect nipple and pinched through the thin layer her dress provided.
"You can't mean that! I refuse. This is ridiculous,” she replied in between pants of pleasure. She shook her head and tried to escape, but he was just much stronger than she. "Let me go, you pig! I will scream this place down."
"Go ahead. This office is sound proof, little one. But I will let you go... however, you will be faced with extreme consequences. I will drag you through every court in this country for custody of Rini. I may not win, but it will affect her greatly. I will make sure you are ruined long with your BOYFRIEND, Seiya!" he stated bluntly. "Now, what sort of mother would you be if you had the chance to stop that?"
She stared at him as if she had seen a four-headed monster in front of her. He smirked evilly as he abandoned his play with her right breast to mold the other.
"You like that don't you. I bet you're dripping wet with lust for me. Tell me, did Seiya ever make you want as I do?" He tightened his hold of her breast with a squeeze at the thought of another man touching his wife.
Serena couldn't believe what a shameless cruel person the man she had loved had become. Her left breast was starting to ache with need and pain as his hold tightened by each second.
"Answer me when I ask you a question!" his hand left her breast to turn her head toward him when she looked away.
He saw the tears of humiliation and anger filling her eyes and he sneered at her insolence.
Her eyes almost bulged out when she felt his hand run up her inner thigh. She opened her mouth in protest, but was silence with Darien's hard mouth on hers.
"Now, does he make you want like I do?"
"N-no!" she choked out a reply as he boldly took two fingers to explore her from beneath her now soaked panties. Despite her disgust, she could not help but groan with want.
She did not bother to complain when he ripped through the thin material of her recently bought underwear from the middle leaving her utterly exposed under her dress. Without bothering to take off the fabric still nestled around her underwear, he positioned her on her back, feet up and knees apart sending objects and papers on his desk to flutter and clutter to the floor.
"NO!" she finally exclaimed trying to put her knees together to hide her femininity from his burning and appreciative gaze.
"No?" he mimicked sarcastically. "I don't think so! The only thing I want to hear from you is 'Yes, Darien. I love what you do, Darien.’ I want to hear it. I will hear it.”
“You son of a—“ she started but a moan in her broke her phrase as one of the hand that kept her legs parted traveled down so that he could tease the small hardened nub with a gentle pinch.
“That’s it, cara. Moan for me,” he muttered hotly into her throat as a finger moved up and down her softness—and finally into her entrance. She felt her body shiver with delight as her tightness engulfed his finger and soon the other one that followed. She was simply lost.
“I will make you come right here,” he claimed as his movements quickened within her. The pace made her want, but sanity prevailed which latched on when he uttered those words.
Serena heard that vile woman’s hissed whisper in her head overriding any pleasure she felt by a ten fold. With en extraordinary strength that shocked both Darien and her, she managed to sit up and shove him away with a loud cry.
