Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Chapter #2 - Hell`s Spawn - Chapter #2

It can be wondering what the second request is from the young woman that is beginning her adult path through life. Well, that brings us to the understanding of what two sets of blue eyes silently say to each other at fourteen years old. It is something that is wrapping in the knowledge that Katrina wants to be openly romantically loved by Jenessa. Then that is joining into the plan that Katrina is willing to wait a lifetime to have just that to exist. Thus, she easily stands toe to toe with a profoundly heterosexual man who is a traditional old school, Protestant Christian. Michael Angelo not only is that but he is very much not modern in his views of same-sex love and lesbian sexuality. Then there is a tossing in of another fact. That is that Jenessa`s deceased mother`s family is old world Roman Catholic Christian with the insistence that Jenessa marries well. Jenessa is to wed well for it`s important to the family that has a notorious Sicilian legacy. Yet, both understand all that as it is now is eye to eye with all the truth that can ever be and all the courage that any heroine may desire to possess.

“I want Jenessa`s hand in marriage. I am waiting for her to see the truth that she loves me. I am waiting patiently for her to see that she is bisexual. But in all that waiting we both know that Jenessa loves me as more than a friend. It is in her eyes as they twinkling when around me. It is in her voice when she talks about anything. It is all encompassing of her for you said yourself she is now more alive. You say that she demanded me to be here four years ago. You know that she wants me here because of many reasons but the main one is that she knows deep within herself that I am her soul mate. You know that I am right of this and you do realize it since that day of our first talk four years ago.” Arrives proudly and without a drop of hesitation.

Michael Angelo`s blue eyes rarely hold pain or fear but they do when the second request is coming at him. It doesn’t throw him off balance at first for he knows something in concern to Jenessa is to be a request. Yet, this demand is catching him between is own oath to that notorious Sicilian family and his ideas of morality and his want of grandchildren for his legacy. He fears his life being taken if he relents into the wish. He worries that he may not have anyone to leave all of his fortunes to. He additionally dreads losing both of his daughters too. So he stands there silent.

“I promise to patiently wait for her, Sir. But one day I am having her. I am working for her and I am becoming the best human on Earth so that I may have her as my wife. Will you bless the union, Sir? Bless her and me, if she comes to you saying that she romantically loves me. Please will you, Sir?” She pleads with him while standing strong in the pose. She does so even as she then she changes her tone with “You have proven that you protect me and I do the same every day of Jenessa. I honor this family. I carry your name in the world. My deeds are done in your name and all that I accomplish is to benefit you. Allow me to be the one to have her and to transport the Angelo legacy.“

It now is truly hard for Michael to endure it with it causing him to back off from standing there. Thus, he takes to sitting in that seat that she not long ago enjoys resting in. In sitting there he wipes his brow with a pocket hanky as he states, “Some whisky, youngling. Whisky and put on some Frankie for me.”

These deeds are done as he likes them to be and Katrina then comes to kneel at his knee waiting on his response. He stares at her as he ponders it all. He sips the fine Scotch whisky while Frankie croons out the old tunes. When the first glass is empty he passes the glass to then be stating, “Another one, youngling. This old boy has much to swallow.”

She grins to next rise up to stand on her feet to collect the amber liquid into the glass and in addition, she pours herself a tumbler of it too. Katrina knows that she is soon to be celebrating. She knows what her worth is to him and what her potential value is to that infamous Italian family. So it’s two drinks and then back over to bringing both cups to where he remains sitting. She passes him a glass before she is settling back into resting at his feet. It takes a moment before he says, “You will play fair in this, youngling. There is no underhanded play to get her to your side of things. It must be of her own accord.” He demands and almost threatens but knows he can`t. He simply cannot do that due to his promise to protect her.

“My only wish is that she freely be mine, Sir. The only things I have as tools are my talents, my love of her, this smile and these blue eyes.” Responds Katrina having complete self-confidence.

Michael looks down at her seeing those eyes and that smile. He does it knowing exactly what those facial features are capable of doing to others. He does for he sees the young men tripping over themselves to have her attentions when they are near Katrina. He also knows of the sexual romantic prowess that Katrina is rendering as reputation from her days of attending an all-girls private school. It is a notation that she beds girls every other day and charms any girl who even gives her a glance. Therefore, he understands that she is efficient within the world of romance. It is factual that he considers her a female Lothario and has no doubt that she could even seduce him if she tries. Yet, he never is intending to allow that. Thus, he sighs as he sips the second offering of whisky.

In turn, Katrina smiles even more at him while enjoying a sip from her own glass. Then looking up over the rim of the glass after another taste Katrina sheepishly states, “I can play fair. But when opportunity knocks then all gloves are off.”

Michael snickers of that. ”Now where did you learn that from?” He requests of her knowing that it`s a favorite thing of his to say.

“Picked it up a few years ago from my mentor.” She says with a gleaming smile before continuing on “Is it a deal, Sir? Is it? And if it is then I will have the remainder of my list to you within seven days.” The atmosphere may seem lighthearted but the tension of the consequences is blanketing the room. It is heavy in its content as it runs both of their minds. They each truly understand the truth of it all. Michael grows a bit more ghostly white as he lifts that tumbler up to gulp down a large quantity of liquid as he still tries to find the answer that isn’t a response of relenting. He looks at his wrist watch to then convey, “She is soon home.“

“Yes, she is Sir,” Katrina reassures knowing that chat is sending them into finding closure for time has skip along speedily. He stares at her hard as she says it and it has him realize that he is being trapped. “You know how to corner an opponent to get your goals.”

“Yes, Sir. No one can do long term survival working for the family without being at least five steps ahead. I choose to be seventeen chess moves ahead. So is it a deal, Sir?” She demands while sitting her tumbler on his desk as she rises from kneeling.

Michael downs the last of the whisky of his glass before passing it to her. “Deal, youngling.” He says with a knowing that since she claims that she is playing fair that he has the upper hand even if he is trapping in her web of achieving her goals. He does it because he does not swear to the same playing fair. She isn’t asking it of him and so it`s locking in as a one-sided deal. Therefore, he knows that in the end Jenessa is still going to give him grandchildren and more.

Chapter 2 – Hell`s Spawn It can be wondering what the second request is from the young woman that is beginning her adult path through life. Well, that brings us to the understanding of what two sets of blue eyes silently say to each other at fourteen years old. It is something that is wrapping in the knowledge that Katrina wants to be openly romantically loved by Jenessa. Then that is joining into the plan that Katrina is willing to wait a lifetime to have just that to exist. Thus, she easily stands toe to toe with a profoundly heterosexual man who is a traditional old school, Protestant Christian. Michael Angelo not only is that but he is very much not modern in his views of same-sex love and lesbian sexuality. Then there is a tossing in of another fact. That is that Jenessa`s deceased mother`s family is old world Roman Catholic Christian with the insistence that Jenessa marries well. Jenessa is to wed well for it`s important to the family that has a notorious Sicilian legacy. Yet, both understand all that as it is now is eye to eye with all the truth that can ever be and all the courage that any heroine may desire to possess.

“I want Jenessa`s hand in marriage. I am waiting for her to see the truth that she loves me. I am waiting patiently for her to see that she is bisexual. But in all that waiting we both know that Jenessa loves me as more than a friend. It is in her eyes as they twinkling when around me. It is in her voice when she talks about anything. It is all encompassing of her for you said yourself she is now more alive. You say that she demanded me to be here four years ago. You know that she wants me here because of many reasons but the main one is that she knows deep within herself that I am her soul mate. You know that I am right of this and you do realize it since that day of our first talk four years ago.” Arrives proudly and without a drop of hesitation.

Michael Angelo`s blue eyes rarely hold pain or fear but they do when the second request is coming at him. It doesn’t throw him off balance at first for he knows something in concern to Jenessa is to be a request. Yet, this demand is catching him between is own oath to that notorious Sicilian family and his ideas of morality and his want of grandchildren for his legacy. He fears his life being taken if he relents into the wish. He worries that he may not have anyone to leave all of his fortunes to. He additionally dreads losing both of his daughters too. So he stands there silent.

“I promise to patiently wait for her, Sir. But one day I am having her. I am working for her and I am becoming the best human on Earth so that I may have her as my wife. Will you bless the union, Sir? Bless her and me, if she comes to you saying that she romantically loves me. Please will you, Sir?” She pleads with him while standing strong in the pose. She does so even as she then she changes her tone with “You have proven that you protect me and I do the same every day of Jenessa. I honor this family. I carry your name in the world. My deeds are done in your name and all that I accomplish is to benefit you. Allow me to be the one to have her and to transport the Angelo legacy.“

It now is truly hard for Michael to endure it with it causing him to back off from standing there. Thus, he takes to sitting in that seat that she not long ago enjoys resting in. In sitting there he wipes his brow with a pocket hanky as he states, “Some whisky, youngling. Whisky and put on some Frankie for me.”

These deeds are done as he likes them to be and Katrina then comes to kneel at his knee waiting on his response. He stares at her as he ponders it all. He sips the fine Scotch whisky while Frankie croons out the old tunes. When the first glass is empty he passes the glass stating, “Another one, youngling. This old boy has much to swallow.”

She grins to next rise up to stand on her feet to collect the amber liquid into the glass and in addition, she pours herself a tumbler of it too. Katrina knows that she is soon to be celebrating. She knows what her worth is to him and what her potential value is to that infamous Italian family. So it’s two drinks and then back over to bringing both cups to where he remains sitting. She passes him a glass before she is settling back into resting at his feet. It takes a moment before he says, “You will play fair in this, youngling. There is no underhanded play to get her to your side of things. It must be of her own accord.” He demands and almost threatens but knows he can`t. He simply cannot do that due to his promise to protect her.

“My only wish is that she freely be mine, Sir. The only things I have as tools are my talents, my love of her, this smile and these blue eyes.” Responds Katrina having complete self-confidence.

Michael looks down at her seeing those eyes and that smile. He does it knowing exactly what those facial features are capable of doing to others. He does for he sees the young men tripping over themselves to have her attentions when they are near Katrina. He also knows of the sexual romantic prowess that Katrina is rendering as reputation from her days of attending an all-girls private school. It is a notation that she beds girls every other day and charms any girl who even gives her a glance. Therefore, he understands that she is efficient within the world of romance. It is factual that he considers her a female Lothario and has no doubt that she could even seduce him if she tries. Yet, he never is intending to allow that. Thus, he sighs as he sips the second offering of whisky.

In turn, Katrina smiles even more at him while enjoying a sip from her own glass. Then looking up over the rim of the glass after another taste Katrina sheepishly states, “I can play fair. But when opportunity knocks then all gloves are off.”

Michael snickers of that. ”Now where did you learn that from?” He requests of her knowing that it`s a favorite thing of his to say.

“Picked it up a few years ago from my mentor.” She says with a gleaming smile before continuing on “Is it a deal, Sir? Is it? And if it is then I will have the remainder of my list to you within seven days.” The atmosphere may seem lighthearted but the tension of the consequences is blanketing the room. It is heavy in its content as it runs both of their minds. They each truly understand the truth of it all. Michael grows a bit more ghostly white as he lifts that tumbler up to gulp down a large quantity of liquid as he still tries to find the answer that isn’t a response of relenting. He looks at his wrist watch to then convey, “She is soon home.“

“Yes, she is Sir,” Katrina reassures knowing that chat is sending them into finding closure for time has skip along speedily. He stares at her hard as she says it and it has him realize that he is being trapped. “You know how to corner an opponent to get your goals.”

“Yes, Sir. No one can do long term survival working for the family without being at least five steps ahead. I choose to be seventeen chess moves ahead. So is it a deal, Sir?” She demands while sitting her tumbler on his desk as she rises from kneeling.

Michael downs the last of the whisky of his glass before passing it to her. “Deal, youngling.” He says with a knowing that since she claims that she is playing fair that he has the upper hand even if he is trapping in her web of achieving her goals. He does it because he does not swear to the same playing fair. She isn’t asking it of him and so it`s locking in as a one-sided deal. Therefore, he knows that in the end Jenessa is still going to give him grandchildren and more.

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Chapter #2 - Hell`s Spawn - Chapter #2

It can be wondering what the second request is from the young woman that is beginning her adult path through life. Well, that brings us to t...