He'll keep an eye out - an eye on. On me. That's all I wanted; that's all I need, until I find the itch that's been bothering me for the past few weeks and scratch it raw, finally and for good. This time, anyway ( Read more... )

[April 3, 2001:]

Thought she was different from the others. Better. More suited to this life - the life I gave her!

I was wrong. Won't make that mistake again, and we'll see how she'll regret it in time. Oh, yes, she will. I'll make sure of it, after what she did-

Ungrateful bitch.

( 'I have a headache.' [Emma] [rated R] )

Bahir al-Razi came by tonight after dinner for a shielding lesson. Practice, anyway, and how I needed it! If he didn't walk away with all the keys to my soul (never mind my business and my plans), it was only because of his ethics, not my balky, stubborn, loud brain ( Read more... )

If I am suspicious, it's because that's kept me alive so far. A woman of her caliber, repeatedly surprising me in my private quarters? What else am I supposed to think, White Rook? Not there for the pleasure of my company, oh, no ( Read more... )

New to it. I knew it. (Still wasn't careful enough, knowing it, however.) Need to give her more instruction, then, don't I? We'll have time. Just need to stay circumspect, especially now that she's an administrative assistant - my administrative assistant, picking up some of the load that Jamie can't carry right now, and the last thing I need is ( Read more... )

Oh, the people you meet in the city.

It was all I could do not to laugh at her the whole time, especially when she actually listened to the rah-rah bigotry I was throwing around. Amusing little poseur, in her tragically hip gear, smoking her cigarette of sinful vice. I'll bet she's listened to Evanescence at least once in her life, too ( Read more... )

Shit. I think it'd be better if I did hurt more right now; then I might learn my lesson about not letting ego and testosterone take the wheel. Where was my brain tonight ( Read more... )

Once she got the hang of it, she wasn't half bad. Workable. Malleable. Vulnerable.

Such a pleasant way to end my day.

( 'Let me go? Please?' [Zenith] [R/NC-17 for consensual BDSM] )

Caught me redhanded, and I wasn't even going to eat them until she did. Just put them back on the shelf - but then pride got the better of me, and screw it. A few cookies never hurt, right ( Read more... )

She's certainly got a mouth on her, with attitude to spare. Coming from a safehouse brat (and thank you, dear, for being so forthcoming with useful information), that's rich. Not to mention potentially suicidal if she mouths off to the wrong person: wham, bam, thank you for playing with fire, irresponsible and not-invulnerable young ma'am ( Read more... )