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The Honeymoon is Over!	By : GingerQ Category: S through Z > Xena Views: 2625 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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PART TWO

CHAPTER TWO

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Now
that Ares had located Donna, he could finally take time to figure out how he
was going to punish her. He used to
spend all of his energy just looking for her.
Over the past year it had taken it's toll on him, leaving him too
exhausted to think that far ahead. Oh
sure, he would have his impulsive visions of torture, but they were usually outrageous,
created in a fit of anger or frustration.

At
first he just followed her around - everywhere. To work, in the car, at the grocery store - even in the
shower! She became very on edge,
restless, causing sleeplessness to returned night after long night.

The
fire of arrogance, that used to fuel the passion in the warrior at battle, was
growing hotter again in the God of War�s soul.
His mind churned with cruel intensions and a stone coldness entered into
his heart. He slowly started messing
with her, just the little things.
Things that would cause her to have a bad day. Like materialize in her room before she awoke and turn off the
alarm, so she'd be late. Or cause her
to have a flat tire during hunchunch hour.
He would follow her around constantly, always invisible to her. He'd move stuff around on her desk when
she'd go to the ladies room.

Donna
was becoming more and more agitated every day.
These pranks of Ares were driving her insane and raising her stress
level. She would often snap at Rachel,
causing them to bicker with each other.
Thoughts of Ares became more frequent, distracting her constantly. She felt like she could have a nervous
breakdown any day.

One
night, when Donna felt that it couldn't get any worse, Ares locked her out of
her own room. That did it - it broke
her, and after she finally was able to get inside, she broke down crying.

The
following day Ares thought he was growing tired of this little game and decided
to give it a break for a while. A short
while! Besides, he wanted to come up
with something new - spice it up to the next level.

***************************

Two
weeks later, Donna awoke one weekend morning from another restless night of
sleep, overwhelmed with depression. She
had to get away for a while and so she went for a drive. She ended up in the valley and decided to
stop at a new museum she had wanted to visit, unaware a special exhibition of
Greek artifacts were on loan there, making it's way across the country. She paid the admission fee and walked
in. The first thing she saw sitting
there in the main lobby was a miniature model of the great ruins in
Athens.

"Oh
great, I came here to get away from these thoughts." she spoke out
load. Since she was already here, she
figured she'd make the best of it anyway.
Everywhere she looked, she saw Ares.
His likeness in a painting, or his profile on a vase. She felt like he was taunting her. Which he was! Purposely trying to get the
desired response from her.

Donna
had been so frazzled lately; that it never dawned on her it could really be Ares. After he tortured her for an hour or so, she
became so absorbed with the God she fled the museum, nearly running to her
car. When she was finally inside, she
broke out in tears.

It
seemed like only yesterday when Ares was holding her in his beautiful, strong
arms. She wonder if she had made the
right choice; curious as to what he was doing right now, unaware that he was
invisibly sitting next to her. She
thought about Professor Nijjan. She
suddenly had burning need to find out something about Ares. She dried her eyes and heading for home to
E-mail a message to Greece.

******************************

As
usual, Rachel was gone when Donna got home.
That girl spent more time out parting that Donna did in her 'wild'
days. Rachel was younger than Donna by
three years. They had been roommates
during Donna's last year of college.
They had got along so well together, that after Donna graduated, Rachel
moved off campus and together they got the apartment.

Now,
her and Rach had been bickering so much lately that Donna was glad she was
gone, even though she felt gloomy as soon as she entered the apartment. She knew that, lately, she was spending way
too much time here. A prison for her
tormented mind. If she didn't find
something new to do soon - a hobby, anything, either her or Rachel would end up
dead, from the others hand, she thought.

She
walked into her bedroom, already forgetting that she was going to E-mail
Professor Nijjan. She turned on the
radio and sat on the bed. Suddenly, she
shot up, eyes wide. Did I just hear that right? The radio announcer was making dedications
that afternoon and she swore she just heard him say: �this next tune is for
Donna: Warren wants you to know that he will see you soon�, followed by Sade's
�Ordinary Love�.

Donna
felt clammy and lightheaded and sat back down on the bed. Ares was kicked back in her chair, feet
propped up on her desk, laughing silently at her turmoil. He got great pleasure playing his little
jokes on her. Her agony seemed to
rejuvenate him, like sex with her used to.
Well, not really, but it was the closes thing to it. When the spinning room subsided, she was
sticky and sweaty. She thought she'd
shower and stood to undress. Ares eyes
watched her intently, becoming aroused as she slowly peeled off the clothing
that clung to her damp body.

Ares
noticed her breasts perked slightly when exposed to the cool air of the
room. He rose and walked to her,
bending slightly in front of her and blew across her chest, causing her nipples
to jump to a stiffening ache. Without
even realizing, Donna brought her hands up, cupping them to warm them. Her fingertips pinching and rolling over the
hard tips. She was really horney. She hadn't slept with anyone since
Ares. No man seemed to spark her desire
enough. But damn it, if she didn't need
a good fuck right now!

She
lay back down on the bed. As she ran
her hands across her body, wishing it were Ares� hands touching her. She pictured her lover, caressing her,
kissing her, loving her. Her heart
secretly desiring to be his again. She
closed her eyes and smiled mischievously as she envisioned Ares. Flashes of momentary pleasure and
contentment crossed her face.

Ares,
curious at what thoughts could cause such a delightful reaction, closed his
eyes and probed her mind for look. A
wicked smile rolled across his face as her visions rolled across his mind. It was HIM she was fantasizing about! She longed to taste him. Ached for his touch. Craved his musky scent. Desired his cock in her. His own desires sparked up from the strong
passion she was feeling for him. He
shifted slightly from one foot to the other to accommodate his growing
bulge.

He
opened his eyes and stared possessively at her. She already had a hand between her slightly parted legs. He took in a deep breath through his nose
and could smell her wet juice. It
called to him, and he felt his own need building rapidly. He wanted her badly, and thought about
showing himself to her, but knew she would resist him and he didn't want to
"take" it from her. He was
craving her desire for him, her need of him. It seems to give a sense of purpose to this untimely existence in
this strange world.

With
a wave of his hand, he cast her mind into a fog that would leave her unsure if
she were awake or dreaming. He sat next
to her on the bed, remaining invisible, and softly ran his fingertips down an
arm. She shuttered and slightly
moaned. He moved his head down to
capture her right nipple. As soon as
his lips touched her, she instinctively called his name, startling him
slightly. She arched her back up into
his face. She ran her hand over her
stomach towards her nether lips. He
followed with his own, mimicking her exact actions. She moaned louder.
Slowly, he began to take a solid shape - fading in, naked like she was
already picturing, his mouth still attached to her breast. Once visible, he ran his lips up her neck
until he found the mouth he longed to claim again.

She
slipped her fingers through his dark curls; grabbing handfuls of hair and then
releasing them again, while his tongue feverishly searched for a taste of her
soul. He pressed his body against hers,
full length, grinding ever so slightly.
Breaking their kiss, he pulled his head back, gazing at her with
overflowing lust in his eyes. She
looked up at him with half shut eyes and reached her hand up to caress his
cheek. He saw the love in her eyes and
it gave him power over her.

"I
miss you so much, Ares. You just don't
know." Ares saw tears forming in
her pretty hazel eyes as she spoke. He
quickly swooped down and kissed her passionately, almost urgently, running his
hands through her soft copper hair, bringing them to stop on each side of her
head. He took his thumbs and ran them
over her cheekbones and whispered to her.

"Me
too, my love. I've missed you as
well." He seductively pressed his
lips to hers once again, this time extracting that part of her soul that
belonged to him. Victory! Yes, he
proudly thought. He could read her like
a book, knowing that in her fantasy, she envisioned him as gentle and loving
with her. And he played his part so
perfectly! Relishing in his silent
success, his physical need rose another few levels. If he didn't exert a good deal of self-control, her touch could
surely cause him to burst.

He
burned a path of hot, sensuous kisses down her body, leaving no important place
neglected. He positioned himself
comfortably at the bottom of the bed, spreading her legs as he moved in to lap
some of the glorious sauce that flooding her pussy.

He
caressed her thighs, finally coming to slip his hands underneath her
buttocks. He blew across her crotch,
teasing her, before he moved his mouth to drink in the ample wetness. Allowing his tongue to drag behind his
ascending lips to her clit, he wildly flicked the nub upon finding it. Donna cried in pleasure, jerking her hips
uncontrollably. Her hands immediately
found his head and pushed him further into her aching cunt.

"Oh
God, Ares, please . . . don't stop. PLEASE!"

The
more she begged, the faster he licked her tasty clit. He took a finger and entered her steamy canal, then a second and
third. Within minutes, he had her
screaming at the top of her lungs, now begging him to stop.

He
did finally, leaving her sweating and out of breath. His cock had grown to a thick and throbbing erection that wanted
some much-needed attention. He
scrambled on top of her. Sitting
straddled on her chest, he brought his aching cock to her mouth.

"Please,
baby, suck me!" He said sweetly.

She
clamped her hand around the base of his cock and lifted her head to take the
swollen tip in her warm mouth. Stroking
his length, she sucked the pre-cum from it, relishing the taste of her gorgeous
God. She was unable to take much of it
due to their position and it was driving her mad.

Bucking
him slightly she told him to get off so she could suck him like he deserved to
be sucked. Ares moved off her, now
sitting with his legs parted. She got
on her knees, facing him, and wrapped her mouth around his rock hard cock. She rammed it all the way, till it caused
her to gag. Then, pausing briefly she
allowed her throat to relax and slowly took it in the rest of the way.

"Oh
fuck, Donna. Damn!"
Ares eyes widened as he watched her consume the mass of his cock, making
it disappear and reappear again and again.
It glistened with her saliva. He
couldn't hold himself any longer, nor did he want to. He wanted to watch her greedily drink his seed as he exploded in
her mouth. His body tensed and he
clenched the bedspread with his hands and let out a loud grunt. Donna moaned as she slurped the salty cream
in, sucking and nurturing his cock like it was a baby�s bottle. She sat up, a few drops of cum still around
the sides of her mouth.

"Mmmmm,
that was good!" She smiled sexily
at him. Instantly, his desire
overwhelmed him and he was on top of her again, licking his remains from her
face and then greedily taking her mouth.
He was grinding on her again.

"Gods,
woman! I want you so!" he stated.
Then he wiggled his hips into position and thrust into her wet
mount. She gasped as he entered her. She was tight. So tight he figured that she
had not been with another since they parted. It pleased him, not just because it felt good, but also because
she knew that no mere mortal man could ever compare to the great God of
War. A feeling of superiority covered him,
and he grinned smugly.

He
threw her legs over his shoulders and began to pump her harder and deeper. She met each thrust with slamming hips,
causing him to completely bury his large cock in her depths.

Her
pussy began to convulse as he brought her to a tremendous orgasm, himself coming
equally a powerful. They locked lips
in the heated moment, drinking in as much of each other as possible. As the intensity subsided, he collapsed on
top of her, both covered in sweat, panting.
She ran her hands over his strong back, caressing him lovingly, until
she fell asleep.

********************************

Donna
awoke with a smile and turned to embrace her lover, only finding a pile of
pillows. Startled, she propped herself
up, looking around in bewilderment. She
swore she had made love to Ares. Her
pussy was still wet from the sex. Then
she found it - her dildo hiding under one of the pillows.

"I
don't remember getting this out," she said as her mind searched for the
missing memory. Was it all just a dream? It
couldn't have been - it felt so real!

"DAMN YOU, ARES!" she yelled as she
flung the plastic cock across the room.
A few tears streamed down her face.
She was disappointed that he was not there, realizing how much she had
wanted him to be. She became
distraught. Curling into a fetal
position, she let the tears flow from her soul. They tasted of the pain and loneliness she had been carrying
around inside since Greece. Eventually,
she fell back to sleep, the top of her pillow completely drenched by her heavy
sobs.
With
his feet propped up on the desk again, Ares half-smiled, half-glared
wickedly. He found it was rather
amusing she was having these affectionate thoughts of him. This indicated that all his 'haunting' was
paying off. She couldn't get him off of
her mind. And now - now that she had
tasted him again, he could torment her body as well as her mind. He disappeared as soon as she fell asleep
again. Feeling rather rambunctious and
full of himself, he thought he might go cause some trouble at one of the local
taverns this evening.

*******************************

After
that day, Ares seemed to live life with a renewed purpose. He felt even more confident and sure of
himself now. She revived life within
the God of War again. He still had not
realized that needed her love to survive in this world, and the longer he toyed
with poor Donna, the more cold and arrogant his heart became. He had deeply buried his true feelings for
her. His distant heart was easily
fooled into thinking that just his presence in her life completed him in a
strange way. He would not attempt to
seduce her again. As much as he would
have liked too, it was too risky. She
was too smart to be able to trick a second time.

He
seldom rested, hating what sleep it brought with it - dreams. She
would haunt his dreams with her
smile, her voice, her touch and her love for him. He would be content to stay in them forever. "NO!"
he'd cry, waking in a cold sweat. He
despised those feelings and so later, would take it out on Donna with another
cruel joke. The only joy he wanted to
feel was at the expense of someone else's pain. He isolated himself from the world he longed to control, unable
to concentrate on anything but Donna.

While
the life of the God of War didn't seem to be going anywhere, Donna�s life, was
about to take a turn for the better.
Ares stalked Donna so much; she finally came to the conclusion that it
was just her guilty conscience reeking havoc on her mind.

Continually
having that feeling that he was nearby, she grew used to it and now hardly
seemed to notice any longer.
Eventually, she started to gain control over her emotions, accepting the
untimely pranks that Ares pulled as just 'part of life'. Within six months, Ares began to fade from
her mind and the constant stress that seemed to hinder her was slowly easing
away.

Then,
one of Ares� tricks backfired on him.
Ares had given her the weekly flat tire during lunch again, which she
quickly learned to remedy by carrying a can of 'Fix-A-Flat' in her trunk. But today she was dressed up for a party at
work. She was getting a promotion! Her superiors and co-workers were throwing
her a special celebration.

"Oh,
Damn! Why today of all days". She
exclaimed as she looked down at her sharp yellow and white suit. A smug smile crossed Ares� face. "Every time I touch those frickin�
tires I end up with black shit all over everything."

She
slapped her hands down against her thighs, and walked to the rear of the car,
mumbling as she opened the trunk and searched for the can of flat repair.

"Why
- why - why - why - WHY? This always
happens to me! Now where is that
can? DAMMIT!" Her search
became a bit more panicked. "I
just bought a new can yesterday. SHIT!" She slammed the trunk closed.
Ares was invisibly leaning against a street light about two parking
spaces away. There was a trashcan next
to the pole. He snickered as he eyed
the can of Fix-A-Flat sitting in the trash.
A man was approaching Donna.

"Do
you need any help, Miss?" The man's voice was gruff sounding, the pitch a
spine tingling deep tone. Donna whirled
around, just having slammed the truck.
He had startled her a little.

"Huh? What?"
Her eyes became wide and she gasped as she brought her hand to the
center of her chest, just above her breasts.

"I
asked if you needed any h.h. . .Donna?
Donna Clark? Well I'll be! It's been a long time." The man's voice was filled with excitement
accompanied by a big friendly grin, as well.

"Lucas? Lucas Clemmings? My God, that is YOU!"

The
two people embraced briefly, and pecked each other's lips. The man, not entirely letting free of Donna,
was now rubbing one of her arms. Ares
blood started racing in his body as pangs of jealously cut through the cold
steel barricade of his heart. He
clenched and unclenched his fists, eyes narrowed, as he listened to them
cheerfully chatting. Who's this? he thought. He wanted to
go and take Donna by the hair and drag her off behind the alley to slap the
shit out of her. How DARE she speak to another man? She was HIS.

".
. . since we broke up in junior high? Or was it high school?"

"We
went steady in junior high, Lucas.
Remember, you took me to the Ninth Grade Graduation Dance?" Donna
reminisced.

"And
I got sick and threw up on your shoes!
Oh yeah, I remember now, thank you very much!" They both laughed. "Is this your car?
You know you have a flat?"

"I
know. I had a can of flat fix in the
trunk, but it seems to be missing now.
I tend to get a flat about once a week.
If figures it would happen to me today.
Now I'm going to be late for my own party."

Lucas
looked as her quizzically.

"I
got promoted at work, officially starting next Monday."

"That's
great Donna! Well, we better not let
you be late. Come �on, I give you a
ride back to your office, and then I'll come back and fix your tire for
you. It will be ready for you when you
get off work."

"Lucas!
You don't have to . . ."

"I
want to. Let's just say it's my way of
making up for puking on your shoes."
He ushered her to his metallic blue BMW across the street, opening the
passenger door for her and ran around the other side. A few seconds later, they were heading back to Donna office, and
she wasn't going to be late.

"That
MENACING IDIOT!" Ares exclaimed in anger as he kicked the
trashcan he was standing by. An
unfortunate bicyclist was just about to pass by him and collided with the
obstacle, sending him brutally flying into the hard pavement of the street. Sinister evil flashed in Ares face as he watched
the man lying on the ground in pain, grasping his bent knee. He chuckled under his breath as he
disappeared in a flash of light.

**********************************

Lucas
walked Donna to the front door of her building.

"Are
you sure you don't mind doing this?" she asked again.

"No,
not at all. Really. I'm off for the rest of the day. I was heading for the gym when I saw you. Nothing pressing," he assured her in a
confident voice. "What time do you get off? I'll come pick you up and take you back to your car."

"Oh,
that's not necessary. I can get a ride
from someone here."

"Don't
be silly, Donna. I insist. Besides, I plan to convince you to have
dinner with me tonight, as payment for my services," he half joked about
it.

Donna
blushed. "I'll see you here at 5:00 pm." She kissed his cheek.

"See
you then."

Donna
held her head up high as she strutted back inside her office, humming quietly
to herself as Lucas headed back down the road to fix Donna's car, feeling about
the same way. Lucas and Donna had dated
in junior high for a good year and a half.
She had thought that they would be together forever - get married, the
whole nine yards.

But
they split up the summer after graduation, when Donna walked in on him making
out with one of neighborhood girls. He
apologized for over three months, calling her, sending her flowers and cards,
but she wanted nothing to do with him.
Finally, he gave up and she moved across town about eight months
later. They had not seen each other
since.

*********************************

At
5:05 pm, Donna walked out to where she was meeting Lucas. He was waiting for her, casually leaning
against his car, with a dozen red roses in his hand. She blushed with a huge smile, as a couple of her workmates
quizzed her about the stranger. She
just told them he was an old friend from school and hurried over to Lucas.

"Your
chariot awaits, my lady!" Lucas
said playfully.

"Thank
you! And the roses are lovely too. You sure know how to make an impressionable
escort,� she said shyly.

After
they were in the car, Lucas reminded Donna about dinner.

"So,
may I take you to dinner? There's so
much I want to ask you, it been so long.
I still can't believe that I ran into you! Someone up there is on my side," Lucas said sincerely.

Donna�s
thoughts briefly turned to Ares when Lucas had referenced �someone up
there�. She knew that someone wouldn't
have been her God. She started to
decline the dinner invitation, but changed her mind. Lucas she knew. He was a
regular everyday MORTAL kind of guy.
The idea of a normal man appealed to
her. Besides, she really hadn't had
much of a social life in the past 18 months.

"Sure,
I'd love to. It will give us a chance
to catch up on old times."

"Terrific! I know the perfect place. Like Italian?" His eyes sparked with excitement.

"Absolutely!"
she responded.

"Would
you mind if we get your car after dinner?
I want to be sure we get there in time."

"In
time for what, Lucas?"

"You'll
see."

*************************

Just
before the sun began to set, Lucas pulled into the pier parking lot. He was taking her to a restaurant that sat
on the water's edge. As they entered,
the hostess recognized him.

"You
regular table, Mr. Clemmings?"

"Yes,
please, Julie."

He must come in here a lot, Donna thought. The
woman escorted them to a private table in a room off the main dining room. It had a fireplace, and a separate bar and
two of the walls were clear glass, allowing for a spectacular view of the ocean
and of the fabulous sunset that was just beginning.

"Wow,
that's beautiful!" Donna said in awe. "I see what you meant now about
getting here in time."

"This
is one of my favorite places. You can
find me here probably three days a week.
I do a great deal of business in this room as well."

A
tall man in a tuxedo looking black and white outfit entered the room.

"Good
evening, Mr. Clemmings. Would you like
me to bring you your usual sparkling mineral water?�

"No,
Sam. Tonight bring me the best bottle
of champagne we have in stock."

"Certainly,
sir." the waiter said. Donna was
rather impressed by how important he seemed.

"Well,
you really MUST spend some time here."
It was all she could think of to say at the moment.

"You
could put it that way," he chuckled lightly. "I OWN the place.
And a few others as well."

"Oh!
I see things have worked out in your favor, Lucas. I'm really happy for you.
It's a nice place."

"Thanks. I worked hard to build it up from a failing
fish fry restaurant to what it is now."
He looked proud, but not smug.

The
waiter returned with the champagne.
After pouring them each a glass, he put the bottle in the ice bucket on
the table and left. Ares had
materialized next to the fireplace and sat on the cool brick ledge glaring
intently at the couple. They were
toasting to old times with smiles on both of their faces and laughing. Donna looked to be enjoying herself far too
much, Ares told himself.

After
a while the waiter returned to take their order. Lucas ordered a special dish for the two of them and the waiter
left the room again. Ares� rage was
boiling over by the time the waiter returned with their meal. As he walked to the table, carrying the
plates of pasta with red tomato sauce, Ares saw an opportunity. "We'll just cut this little
get-together real short,� he said to himself as he stretched out a leg and
tripped the waiter. Both the plates
spilled on to Donna, covering her bright yellow and white suit. She screamed.

"Oh
my god! Donna, are you
alright?" Lucas glared up at
Sam. The poor waiter felt
terrible. He rushed to get some more
cloth napkins.

Donna
was retrieving large amounts of spaghetti from down her blouse. Lucas wasn't quite sure what to do. His face flushed at the thought of helping
her wipe her chest and lap clean, not that he wouldn't have minded putting his
hands all over her body. He had thought
she was pretty as a young girl. Now she
was even hotter looking to him, turning out to be an even more voluptuous
woman. He was feeling quite smitten at
the moment. He just kept apologizing
for the accident. The waiter returned
with a generous amount of napkins and some club soda, his embarrassment
apparent. Donna noticed and tried to
relieve him of feeling responsible for the situation.

"Don't
worry about it, Sam. The new fall
colors come out next month, and this color will be out."

She
was a complete red tomatoey, stringy mess.
She reached for her champagne. A
piece of noodle still stuck to the back of her hand. She laughed through her nose.

"I
feel so bad, Donna. Let's get you into
something else."

"I
can't walk through all those people in there like this!" she motioned with
her head towards the main dining area.
"I'm too embarrassed. Is
there a back door?"

"Yes,
through the kitchen. Sam will take you
there. I'll go get the car and meet you
at the door."

They
departed the room. Ares walked to the
table and picked up a noodle and sucked it into his mouth. Smacking his lips he commented, "Tasty. Shame you didn't get to enjoy any,
Donna." He reached for her half
filled glass of champagne; bringing it to his nose he inhaled its bouquet. "Mmmm� He sipped the glass. After grabbing the bottle left in the ice
bucket, he disappeared.

**********************

Lucas
had a towel in his gym bag that he used to cover the passenger seat with. Donna quickly got inside, not waiting for
him to open the door for her. She
flicked her wrists in disgust as the sauce was beginning to dry on her.

"I
only live around the corner. We can go
there so you can get cleaned up."

"Lucas,
you must be a jinx or something. Every
time I'm around you all dressed up, something seems to happen." She laughed breaking the tension she felt
from him. Donna was happy to see that Lucas
had a regular house with a garage. He
used the remote to open the garage door and drove in. This way at least no one else would see her. Lucas led her to the master bedroom where
there was an attached bathroom. He went
to his closet and pulled out a black terrycloth robe.

"Here. You can put this on after your shower. There are clean towels under the sink. Pass me out your suit when you've undressed and
I'll see if I can't clean it up some."

"Thanks,
Luke," she smiled shyly.

*******************************

As
Donna showered in Lucas' huge bathroom, she looked around in amazement. The guy had certainly done well for
himself. She wondered about his family. She figured he'd be married by now, yet
there was no indication of any other woman in the place. Well at least not in the bathroom anyway:
only men�s' cologne, 'Brut' soaps and shaving creams. She figured he must have a housekeeper since the towels were so
neatly folded and put away.
Donna
didn't bother drying after she got out, but rather just wrapped the large thick
terry-robe around her. She brought the
sleeve of it to her nose and inhaled deeply.
It smelled like Lucas - a manly scent.
She briefly imagined his strong arms embracing her. Lucas was quite handsome with short, dark
brown hair, steel blue eyes and long dark eyelashes. He apparently spent many hours outdoors since his skin was a
golden tan color. But he always had
been a good-looking guy! That's why all
the girls in the neighborhood used to hang around his house. She knew he worked out. Not only was his body an undeniable example
but also he had mentioned he was on his way to the gym when he ran into her
earlier. She tightly closed the robe
around her and pulled the belt around her waist, tying a knot.

Lucas
had a fire burning when she came out of the bedroom. Her suit was hanging on a hanger on a coat rack he had moved by
the fire. She couldn't see any red
sauce on it.

"Lucas!
How did you get my suit so clean?" she said surprisingly.

"It's
an old family secret. You'll still have
to take it to the cleaners, of course.
I'll pay the bill. I am so sorry
about the accident."

"Oh
hush. It's not that big of a
deal." Lucas motioned Donna to
have a seat on the couch.

"Well,
regardless of all the mishaps, I sure am glad to have run into to you
again. I've missed you, Donna. I just didn't know how much until I saw you
today." Lucas couldn't look her
straight in the eyes, feeling nervous about telling her.

"That's
sweet." She smiled and took his
hand.

Their
eyes locked for a moment, before he quickly rose from the couch and asked her
if she wanted something to drink. Donna
felt like he wanted to put some distance between the two of them. He's
shy, she mused to herself. How cute! Donna couldn't help but admire Lucas� nice ass as he turned and
walked to the bar to mix drinks. Even
after everything today, it didn't turn out too badly! Lucas was being such a gentleman, acting so concerned for
her. She ate it up.

"Luke?"

"Uh,
huh?"

"Where's
your wife?"

"My
WHAT? My wife?"

"Yes. Haven't you gotten married?"

"Well
. . . no. I never have. I guess you could call me one of those
'work-a-holics'. I purchased my first
restaurant right out of high school. I
didn't have much time for dating. Then
as business grew, I put it on the back burner and never got back around to
it. What about you?"
"No,
I guess it just not written in the stars for me to do so," she sighed.
Donna thought about what the ancient scrolls had said about her 'destiny'. She shifted uncomfortably on the couch.

"Well,
luck is on my side." Lucas said cheerfully as he returned to the couch and
handed her a drink. She took a sip and
set it down on the coffee table.

"So
what shall we do while your clothes are drying?" He had decided to take a seat in the chair on her left, instead
of next to her on the couch. He was so
very attracted to her. She looked
delectable in his robe. And knowing she
had nothing on underneath was driving him crazy. Donna reached for her drink again. The large robe ballooned open slightly at the neck and Lucas got
a nice view of her lovely breasts.
Quickly, he moved his eyes away, not wanting Donna to catch him admiring
them.

"Well,
I'm still hungry."

"OH!
Okay. I can whip us up something. I'm a pretty good cook, if I do say so
myself." Lucas boasted feeling relieved to do something to keep his mind
off her sexy body. He rose and headed
towards the kitchen. "Why don't you
turn on the television in the mean time?
There are plenty of movies in the cabinet on the rigquotquot; he pointed
to the entertainment center against the wall and left the room.

A
few moments later Donna appeared in the doorway of the kitchen watching
Lucas. There was a skillet cooking on
the stove with something that smelled marvelous and Lucas was standing at the
sink over the cutting board.

"Can
I help?" she stad hid him, and he accidentally nicked his finger with the
knife he was using to cut scallions.

"Ouch! Damn," he snapped, bringing his finger
to his lips to clean the blood from it.

"Oh,
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you
jump. Here - let me see." She walked to him, taking his hand from his
face and examined his finger.
"It's only a scratch. I
think you'll live, Lucas,� she teased.

Their
faces were mere inches from each other.
Donna looked away from his finger up into his sexy blue eyes. Lucas couldn't help himself. He grabbed her around the waist with his
other arm and pulled her close to him as he captured her mouth with his, all in
the same motion.

Donna
responded with a low moan. It felt so
good to have the strong arms of a man around her again. She automatically started to run her fingers
through his hair, pulling his head harder into her mouth. His hands started flowing down the sides of
her body.

"Oh,
Donna." he whispered. "I have never stopped thinking of you, all of
these years." He kissed her
deeply, passionately. She could feel
his overwhelming desire for her as his tongue probed her mouth. He continued whispering "I knew I made
the biggest mistake of my life by letting you get away." He kissed her again and then lifted her up
and set her on the counter. She was shorter than Lucas and now her head was
just slightly higher than his.

She
took his face with both hands and looked seriously at him. "If I remember
correctly, you don't usually get a choice in a break-up. That�s why it�s called a �break-up�, not an
�agreed separation�. Besides, I was
pretty hurt and really mad at you."

"I
know, I know. But I should have never
given up trying to get back together.
You don't know - I was really crushed.
And I had no one to blame except myself. Then when you moved away, I thought I had lost you for good. Who would have known you would be sitting
right here in front of me today."
The look of desire in his eyes caused Donna to become lost in them. If he wanted her, she would not resist
him.

He
untied the knot in the belt of the robe and parted the material at her
breasts. He gasped as he looked at
them, caressing one with his hand.
Donna closed her eyes and tilted her head back. He laid wet buses along her throat as he
opened the robe the rest of the way and exposed her nude body to him. His hands moved around her back, under the
robe and scooted her a bit closer to him.
She straddled her legs to accommodate for him. His mouth found a nipple and teased it, causing her to giggle in
delight.

Ares
reached to adjust his cock that was quickly hardening, both furious and aroused
by the sight of his woman sensually
kissing another man. Anger and lust
together was a deadly combination for the God of War. He had followed them from the restaurant, observing them
carefully. He probed Lucas' mind
wanting to know his intensions with Donna, irritated to find out the man was in
love with Donna and had been for quite some time. As Lucas laid Donna down on the counter, Ares probed her
mind. The fire of jealously flamed up
in his eyes as he realized she desired tou touch - his body. He was going to stop this but quick.

Ares
looked to the stove where the meal had been simmering and a thought caused it
to burn and catch fire. The smoke alarm
suddenly sounded, causing the kissing couple to suddenly jump in shock, and
Donna slid off the counter and was standing on the floor again. Lucas scrambled to the stove to extinguish
the flames. He had pushed Donna back
slightly aold old her to stay clear.
She backed herself against the wall and right into an invisible
Ares.

She
froze and her eyes widened. She could
feel his hot breath against the back of her neck. He reached an arm around and pinched one of her exposed
tits. Lowering his head, he spoke in
her ear

"Don't
even think about fucking him, Donna, or you'll be signing his death warrant. You don't want that, now do you, my sweet
Destiny?" He mockingly ran his
tongue up her cheek and disappeared.
Even thought she couldn't see him, she heard him clearly. His voice was cold and serious. All the color drained from her face. OH NO, ARES! She fainted.

***************************

At
daybreak, Donna awoke in a confused state of mind. She was unsure of where she was.
Suddenly, she realized she was in Lucas' bed and quickly scrambled to
get out. She was still in the robe from
last night. It had been tied closed
again, but now was twisted under the belt in every direction. She tiptoed to the door and peeked out. Lucas was asleep on the couch, snoring.

At least he�s still alive! She sighed in
relief. She retrieved her now dry suit
and quickly dressed. Lucas only slightly
stirred as she closed the front door behind her.

She
found a phone booth and called a cab.
She was a mess. Her clothes
still showed the outline of the stains, and were wrinkled horribly. She didn�t have any make up on, and her hair
was uncombed.

It
seemed like forever before that cab arrived.
She had been the center of many disapproving stares from the few people
who passed her by as she waited. How embarrassing, she thought to
herself.

Rachel
was sitting at the dining room table when Donna got home.

"Hi,
Don." she paused and took a second glance at Donna. "Where have you been? You looked like you've been put through the wringer."

"Long
story, I'll fill you in later. Right
now, I just want to get out of these clothes." She started down the hall to her room.

"You
got a couple of calls already this morning.
Two guys. One named Lucas
Clemmings and the other named Warren.
He didn't leave his last name."

"Did
they leave phone numbers?" Donna
started to feel sick to her stomach when Rachel said Warren's name.

"Lucas
did. The other guy said to tell you
he'd see you soon. Who are they
anyway? You haven't dated in a year and
a half and now, all of a sudden, you�ve got two guys pursuing you? Come� on, Donna, you used to tell me
everything. I'm dying to know."

"Later.
Let me change first. You're not going
anywhere right now, are you?"

"Nope,
no plans at the moment."

"Good,
we'll make it an afternoon together. Okay?
I will tell you everything."

"That'll
be fun, Don. Michelle might be dropping
by too, is that okay?"

"Oh
sure. I don't mind Michelle!" Donna went to her room to shower. About 20 minutes later she came back out. Michelle had arrived in the mean time.

"So,
I hear we are having a girly gossip session this afternoon. We three haven't done that in a long
time." Michelle stated. "I'm glad you're still not mad about
what happened with that guy at Blue Bells the night of Pete's birthday."

"That's
been long forgotten now, Michelle. So
how is Pete anyway?"

�Just
FINE! And you know he is just the most wonderful man in the world," she
bubbled as she held out her hand to showoff a nice sized diamond ring to Rachel
and Donna.

"No,
he didn't! Michelle, why didn't you tell me sooner?" Rachel exclaimed in
shock.

"Because
I'm telling you now. He only proposed
last week. And since then. . well. .
we've been kind of. . busy . . . you know?" Michelle blushed.

"Oh,
I understand," Rachel blushed as well.

Donna
smiled. "Well I'm really happy for
you. If anyone deserves a nice guy,
it's you, Michelle." She hugged her friend. "Have you set a
date?"

"Well
sort of, we are going to elope in Vegas next month."

"NEXT MONTH?" Rachel shouted. "Michelle,
that doesn't give us much time to plan anything. Why so soon?"

Michelle
ran a hand over her stomach in a circular motion. "We're gonna have a baby in about eight months."

"Oh
my, I had no idea," Rachel's face shown shock. "You never said anything."

"I
didn't know until last week, when I went to the doctor. Pete proposed the following day, giving me
the ring." She had that glazed
over look in her eyes. She was totally in love - that was apparent.

After
Donna and Rachel interrogated Michelle with all of the questions they had for
her, Rachel turned to Donna and asked about the two men who had phoned her
earlier.

First,
she told them all about Lucas, from their courtship in junior high to the break
up, the flat tire, the dinner, stopping short of the fact she nearly did the
man on his kitchen counter. Then the
telephone rang. Rachel answered it.

"It's
for you, Don," she said as she handed the phone to Donna.

"Is
it Lucas?" she asked.

"He
didn't say."

Donna
slowly brought the phone to her ear.
"Hello?"

"It
would be wise for you not to say
anything more. DON'T EVEN UTTER MY
NAME. Not that they would believe what
you do tell them about me. And, Donna,
if you ignore my warning. .� Ares� voice had a hint of amusement in it. He was enjoying torturing her. All the color had drained out of Donna's
face.

"You'll
what?" Donna had a sharp tone in
her voice.

"Well,
let's just say that your cute little love sick friend sitting across from you
won't need to buy any diapers, or pick out china patterns, for that
matter!" His evil laughter shoot
down her spine and gave her goose bumps.

"You
wouldn't?" she whispered.

"Think
NOT? Just test me and find out."
He snapped.

"You're
such an ass! I wish I had never met
you." Donna slammed down the
phone. She felt Michelle and Rachel's
eyes on her. The anger caused the color to return to her face. Her heart beat in hand that was still
grasping the phone. It rang again almost immediately, startling her greatly.

"Damn
you. LEAVE ME ALONE!" Donna
shouted into the phone as she picked it up.
She was shaking now.

There
was silence on the other end. Then a
polite deep voice said "Excuse me, I believed I dialed the wrong
number. I'm very sorry."

"Lucas?"
she sounded unsure.

"Donna?"

"Yeah,
it's me. I'm sorry - I thought you were
someone else."

"That�s
okay. I'm just glad I got a hold of
you. When I woke up and you were gone,
I was a little concerned about you. But
I can see your home now. I'll let you
go, I feel I've reached you at a bad time."

"No,
no, really, Lucas. It's all right. I
just had a harassing prank call moments before you called. I thought you were the same person calling
back."

"Oh. How come you left without waking me,
Don? I was looking forward to seeing
you this morning." Disappointment
rang clear in his voice.

"You
looked so peaceful sleeping, I didn't have the heart to wake you,� she said
sweetly, attempting to sooth his feelings.

Michelle
and Rachel gave a knowing look to each other as they listened to Donna
conversation. Rach leaned in towards
Michelle.

"That�s
the guy she stayed overn wit with last night." Rachel mentioned to Michelle when they had talked on the phone
earlier that Donna didn't come home all night.

Michelle�s
eyes widened in surprise.
"What? Donna, Ms. I Never
Sleep With Anyone On The First Date, spent the night with him. Didn't she say she had just run into him
yesterday?"

"That's
right. But you know she'll deny this
being the first date for them since they used to date in junior high."

"That
doesn't count. It was too long
ago."

"Try
telling Donna that." The two girls
giggled. Rachel was happy that Donna
agreed to even go out with him in the first place. That was a good step. Any
other time she had gone out with anyone, she nearly had to be tied and
drug. Rachel wondered about this
Lucas. Michelle was thinking about
Pete, staring at the sparkling diamond on her finger.

"I
can't tonight, Lucas. I'm sorry."

"Why
not, Donna? Are you seeing someone
else? Please tell me if you are."

"No,
that's not it. I . . ." Donna searched her mind for a good excuse.
"I'm supposed to go over to see my dad tonight. He needs some things done and I told him I would help. He's getting pretty old now and sometime has
a hard time."

"Your
dad - how is your dad?"

"Lonely,
since mom died a few years ago. But
doing pretty good, nonetheless."

"You
see, I just knew it was another man." Lucas joked with Donna. "But I understand. I'll call you tomorrow, Okay?"

"Okay,
thanks. I'll talk to you
then." Donna hung up the phone and
then picked it up again to call her father.
She told him she was going to come by tonight to visit and she would see
him later on. She set the phone back
down again and turned her attentions back to her two friends.

"Donna,
why did you do that?" Rachel
quizzed her.

"Do
what? What are you talking about?"

"You
lied to Lucas about already having plans.
Why?"

�I
didn't want to see him tonight, that's all."

"Why
not?"

"I
just didn�t, Rachel. Okay? I've got things to do now. I'll see you later, Michelle." Donna quickly rose and stomped down the hall
to her room, slamming the door closed behind her.

Michelle
didn't even have to speak to Rachel, the look on her face spoke for her.

Rachel
shrugged her shoulders "Hey, your guess is as good as mine."

******************************

Later
that afternoon, Donna pulled into the driveway of her father�s house. She noticed a Harley-Davidson motorcycle
parked on the walkway that led to the door and wondered whom it belonged
to. She locked her car and headed up to
the door, opening it without knocking.

"Dad? Daddy?
It's Donna. Where are you?"

"We're
in the den, sweetheart."

We�re in the den? Donna thought. She
didn't know her father was having company over tonight. She walked through the kitchen to the back
of the house where the den was located.
Her dad loved his billiards and darts and had built himself this rec
room after she and her two brothers had moved out. That was his 'den', complete with big screen TV and mini
fridge.

Donna
heard the sound of the pool balls clanking together. She turned the corner into the room to see her dad had just
'broke' the balls for a new game.

"Hi,
Daddy!" She walked up to him and
pecked him on the lips. Her eyes
scanned the room looking for his guest. "I thought someone was here."

"Oh
yes, he just went to take a piss. You
know how beer runs through you. He'll be
out in a second."

"Who?"

"Remember
little Mikey from next door?"

"You
mean that trouble making juvenile who I always used to catch looking in my
bedroom window? Great! His parents were . . . the Fields,
right?"

"Yeah,
that right. Well, he was in the
neighborhood and just decided to stop by to say hello. It turns out he's quite a good pool
player. Giving your ol' dad here some
stiff competition." He said with a
tobacco stained smile.

Just
then a tall, dark haired man, wearing black leathers entered the room. Donna's back was to him.

"Hello,
Donna!" the deep, monotone voice spoke.
Donna froze. She knew that voice
and fear crept up into her throat. She
slowly turned around to find Ares towering over her.

His
broad chest slightly exposed and showed off his sexy trail of hair, his
muscular arms looked flexed even though he was relaxed, and he had a wicked
smile across his face. "Long time, no see." He raised an eyebrow up as he spoke.

"Wh.
. what. Ah, hi little, MIKEY,"
she emphasized heavily on the name Mikey, her eyes narrowed as she glared at
him.

"It's
your shot, Mike. You've got
solids." Donna's dad interjected.

"Well
look at you. All grown up now."
Ares walked towards the pool table, pausing to rub Donna's shoulder briefly.
"Your daughter has grown up to be quite a beautiful woman, Vern,� he said
as he made a shot and missed. He turned
back to look at Donna, who hadn't moved yet.
He eyed her up and down and smiled sexily.

"Yes,
I know. She still single, yeah
know."

"Dad!"
Donna spurted out in a reprimanding way.

"Mike
here owns a Harley shop up north now.
Says business is going well for him, right, Mike?"

"Yeah,
just booming," he smiled seductively at her. "Ever traveled up north, Donna?"

"Nope." Her answer was short along with her
voice. He couldn't possibly think that
she was going to sit here and make idle chit chat with him. How arrogant can you be? She was fuming inside. How dare he invade her life like this? It was bad enough he had threatened both
Lucas and Michelle, but now he's getting all buddy-buddy with her father. Her Father!
She was about to blow, but instead went to the kitchen for something to
drink. Ares called to her as she was
leaving the room.

"Hey,
sweet cheeks? Could you please bring
back another beer? You want another
Vern? (He nodded) And one for your dad too, okay?"

She
didn't answer, her anger was almost to the point of causing her to cry in
frustration. She opened the fridge and
pulled out two cans of beer.

She
saw the half-pint bottle of Jack Daniels sitting between the mayo and salad
dressing in the door. She grabbed it,
opened it, and chugged down at least half of what was left. Capping it, she returned it to the same
place.

It
burned uncomfortably as it flowed down and warmed her chest. Then she smiled, remembering her unfortunate
accident at the restaurant last night.
She grabbed a third beer. Taking
a glass from the dish drainer, she popped one beer and pored it into the glass,
filling it completely. She went back to
the den, holding two closed cans of beer and the glass.

Ares
was sitting in the recliner as Vern racked the balls for another game. Apparently, he sunk the 8-Ball out of turn
and lost. Donna stopped by her father
first. He took a can from her. Then she started towards Ares.

"Thanks,
doll!" He looked smug as she approached him. He thought it was odd that she was smiling at him, when her eyes
clearly showed the anger she was feeling.
Then Donna faked a stumbling/fall and dumped her glass of beer all over
Ares crotch. He jumped up immediately.

"SHIT!" He tried to wipe off the
beer with his hands in reaction.

Donna
was on the floor at his feet. "Oh I'm so sorry!" She could barely get
the words out through her laughter. An
evil smile on her face as she looked up at an extremely upset Ares.

"Are
you okay, Donna?" She heard the voice of her concerned father.

"Yes,
Daddy, I'm fine. But it looks like poor
Mike here got a bit wet. Gee, I hope
that it doesn't ruin your leathers," she said sarcastically.

"I'll
go see if I have an old pair of sweat pants, Mike."

"That's
okay, Vern, I have to be going now anyway.
I will take a towel though."

Donna
was getting up off the floor as her father went to get Mike a towel. As soon as she was standing, Ares grabbed
her by her collar, pulling her tightly to him in a threatening manner. He bore his deep brown eyes into her tender
hazel ones. He was pissed!

"What
was THAT all about?" he
demanded to know.

"You
tell me, Ares. What are YOU doing HERE?"
her eyes reflected back the same fire as his did.

"I
came to see you. I thought we should
talk." He released her with a
slight shove as he heard Vern coming back with a towel.

Donna
took a few steps back and straightened her collar. She turned to her father and said she had to go herself,
forgetting to take care of something important. Then she apologized to Mike again for the unfortunate
accident. Kissing her father, she
started to leave. Mike called after her.

"Wait
a second, I'll walk you out,� he said in a polite voice. "Well, Vern, it
was sure good seeing you again. Thanks
for the games and the beers."

"Oh
it was my pleasure, son. Stop back by
again anytime."

"Why,
thank you. I just might do that sometime." Donna glared at him again; her father didn't
seem to catch it. The two men shook
hands and Ares and Donna departed the house.

As
soon as they were outside, Donna stopped and turned around to face Ares. If looks could kill he would have been dead
meat.

"How
DARE YOU! Just who in the fuck do you think you are? What right do you have to interfere in my life like this?"

"Don't
you raise your voice to me!� Ares said crossly. He had his hands on both of her shoulders, squeezing firmly.
"I have EVERY right - a God�s
right. You and your life belong to me -
whether you like it or not."

She
backed away from him, breaking his hold.
He smiled as he saw her fire replaced by momentary fear. He took a step closer to her and reached up
a hand to caress her cheek, grabbing her hair instead, pulling it tight. She flinched.

"And
just what was that little beer accident all about?" He released her hair.

Donna
brought her hand up to the side of her head where he had just pulled the hair,
rubbing it slightly.

"I
had to do something to get you out of there."

"Why
didn't you just ask me to leave?"

"Right.
Would you have gone if I did?"

He
laughed. "I doubt it."

Donna
turned and began walking to her car. Before
she could put the key in the door, Ares had her pinned against the car with his
body. She closed her eyes as she
absorbed the heat she felt where he was pressed against her. She was instantly flooded with passion. It felt good to her. Then she mentally scolded herself for
feeling it. This guy is a heartless lunatic, how could you even think about it,
Donna?

"And
just where do you think you're going, sweet Destiny?" His voice sounded
seductive. She shivered as she felt his
breath on her neck. She was in trouble
now, knowing she wouldn't be able to fight him off for very long before the
passion would take her over.

"Home!" She bucks him off her a bit, but was still
trapped.

"I
don't think so," and in a flash, she was somewhere else. But where?
She had no clue. It was a place
of complete blackness. She could feel
the cold steel of manacles around her wrists and ankles. There was absolute silence, except for her
breathing and the sound of her heart pounding loudly in her head. She was scared, very scared, but she refused
to show it.

She
knew that if she gave into the fear, he would see is as weakness in her. Then, he would overpower her and take
control of her destiny. She was not going to allow that to happen. She stood
there quietly for about a half an hour.
Then she heard whispering voices coming from all around. Unable to make out what was being said, but
feeling like it was something about her.
She felt like an animal at the zoo � on display for all to gawk at.

"Ares?"
No answer. "Ares?" Still, no
answer. "THIS ISN'T FUNNY, ARES, BRING ME BACK!" He heard the panic in her voice and bellowed
an evil laugh. It echoed around her but
a few moments later, she was standing in front of her apartment building. Her car was parked on the street, like
usual. And Ares was nowhere
around. She headed inside, mumbling
insults at the God under her breath as she climbed the stairs.

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