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Beauty and the Beast ( charmed & Kade)

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Charmed

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Feb 6, 2009
Yes sir. I understand completely Mr. B. and no worries- Delilah will make us all rich, I guarantee it!
Absolutely.....yes sir...*Laughs* The tits and ass on this bitch will have the buyers on their knees while they empty out their Swiss bank accounts in order to have her as their sex slave. As a matter of fact, I will personally guarantee you and your associates that she will not only get the most but the highest priced bids at the auction...yes sir, thats right. *Laughs* No problem, I've already got the drug cocktail ready, she'll never know what hit her....


Delilah St.Claire replayed her boyfriend Luke's phone conversation over and over again in her head as she drove like a bat out of hell in the stolen jeep she had escaped in just a few hours ago.

The shock she suffered over the sick and sadistic plans she had accidentally overheard her boyfriend of 5 months making to sell her as a sex slave in some perverted and illegal auction had now turned to anger. How could she have been such a fool? A "once in a lifetime, career making" opportunity he had called it. A chance to do a sexy swimsuit shoot in the steamy jungles of a secluded tropical island and be paid more than she ever had before. It was perfect. A dream come true for her. Especially at her age of 19, something almost unheard of in this industry.
The bastard!! What in the hell was she going to.....BOOM!!

The jeep suddenly jerked hard to the left, off the black top road and into a small ditch where she heard the sound of glass breaking and metal bending as it came to a swift stop against an old rusted guardrail. The seat belt jerked her back in the seat so hard it felt as if it cut through her chest and neck but atleast it kept her from flying through the windshield.
A few minutes later she got out to survey the damage. "Damn! Damn! Damn!" The tire had blown. "Oh God...what the hell do I do now?"she said outloud as tears began to stream down her face-
 
Devlin had been out hunting the last few nights with all the people around, and he walked back through the forest with his blood stained clothes and a happy grin upon his face. Being a werewolf was fun, but it did have it's downsides. He was cursed, and he could no longer have a normal life except if he were in a pack. He got removed from his pack and disposed of in a sense. He had been banished to a large mansion by himself, which for him was one of the worst punishments he could endure. He hated being alone, and it made him cold and bitter.

He had grown to hate the human race since he lived in that large old mansion, as it had been about a hundred years and he was still forced to live there. The werewolves had hired a witch to place a curse upon him forcing him to remain on the island and only leave his mansion to feed.

He caught wind of a sex slave auction that would be coming through, and that just made him happier than anything because it meant fresh meat every night he wanted it. He fixed his hair and straightened up his clothes as he heard a very loud boom nearby his home. He immediately started growling before he transformed into a wolf and ran through the woods to see what had happened. It was just a car that crashed into his gate, nothing major and to his surprise there was a human there as well. That made him very happy in a twisted sense, but he took one look at her face and he almost stopped breathing.

He transformed back immediately and ran over to her, "Hello miss, are you quite all right? I heard the noise and I came running." He said with a thick British accent. He had been transported from London all the way to the island so that he would never get home. "You know, if you need some help I could be of assistance, and you could stay in my home. It's right up the road." He said pointing up to the large dark mansion. "How about you go walk up there and I'll catch up with you after I check out the damage on this fine car." He said with a great big smile.
 
Delilah gasped at the sudden sound of a mans voice behind her. She twirled around so fast that she nearly lost her balance on the uneven ground in which she was standing. She quickly steadied herself by leaning against the jeep as her gaze swept over the stranger from head to toe in an attempt to determine any possible threat from him.

Despite his obvious good looks and sensually charming voice with which he spoke, she wasn't as trusting of her instincts as she once was- not after Luke.

She cleared her throat and wiped the tears from her eyes before she spoke. " Actually, I am in a lot of trouble and I hope you can help me because at this point...you're the only chance I've got...."
 
He almost took a bow with a grand smile, "It would be my honor and my pleasure to be of service to you. I will make sure that you are okay. You may stay at my house until you find out where you need to go, and I have plenty of food and supplies that come onto the island every couple weeks." He said with that same smile that had almost an evil sparkle to it.

He only got food and supplies because a few years back he realized that humans were constantly coming to this island for underground trades of drugs, and women, and things like that. So he would often keep some at his house and he needed supplies for them.

He had made a radio call into the mainland nearby and told them that he needed supplies out there because he was studying something. He was a very good convincing liar, and that helped him with his prey.
 
Delilah knew she didn't have much time left, in fact, Luke was probably already hot on her trail and mad as hell! She trembled in renewed terror at the thought of what he would do if he found her. From what she had overheard of the conversation between him and "Mr.B", it was quite obvious that there was alot of money involved in their sick sex slave operation and that her disappearance would not be taken lightly. Nor would they give up so easily on getting her back. Yet, could she involve this man who offered to help her in what could possibly be a highly dangerous situation? On the other hand, she was lost and alone, without a penny to her name and now without a vehicle to help her escape in. All she had were the clothes on her back and the desperate will to survive. Her consciousness told her she'd have to atleast warn him first.

With a furtive glance behind her, she courageously walked around from behind the jeep and faced the man offering to help her. "I'm afraid there isn't much time to explain at the moment, but I feel I must first warn you...about..about the trouble I am in" she began as she once again scanned the road behind her, fearful that any minute Luke would appear.
" There is a man....men actually, very bad men who will soon be searching for me and I must get away, I have to hide..." her voice cracked as she felt tears welling up in her sky blue eyes, " By helping me, you could be putting yourself in alot of danger.."
 
He knew more about her than she thought he did, as he was very used to these sick men coming onto his island and selling very beautiful women as sex slaves. He heard about her, and he was surprised even by her beauty, and he smirked softly as he watched her think about what to do. Sooner or later she would give up and realize that she would need a place to stay and lie low before she could escape. His place was the only place on the island not run by these money minded disgusting men, and she would have known that by now. He walked over to the gate and unlocked it before walking back over to her with that smile on his face. He was a very easy person to get close to, and that helped him capture people quickly and without much of a fight.

He heard her speaking to him in a scared and worried tone, and he just nodded slowly, "You need not to warn me of anything, as I know of what is done upon this island. My home is the only place around that is not involved in the lewd business of women and drugs." He said as he watched her, "And seeing as you're gorgeous and very sexually attractive you probably escaped from them. My place is possibly the safest home upon this island. You are safe with me." He said as he walked her slowly towards the home.
 
"You are safe with me."
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Those words were like a balm to her battered emotions and she nodded her head and thanked him, " Well...I...I truly appreciate your help, my name is Delilah St.Claire." She joined his side as they walked towards his home which she still hadn't been able to spot, and found that she couldn't help but to steal furtive glances at his handsome profile. He was much taller than she was, which wasn't too surprising as she was only 5'5 and rather petite but oddly enough she felt quite comfortable with him at her side- despite the fact that she didn't even know his name.

Delilah was shocked at the size of his home. It truly was a palace set amidst a part of the jungle so thick with trees and vines she didn't even see it as they approached until they were practically at the front door. It was highly camouflaged, and she couldn't help but wonder why?

Once inside the sprawling estate, she was both surprised and relieved to feel the cool air of an air conditioner blowing. He quietly led her to an open and well appointed living or "great" room and motioned for her to have a seat on the sofa.
 
He looked at her knowing that he had her now, she was under his charm and spell, "It's no big deal." He said softly as he looked into her eyes, "Delilah is a lovely name. I am Devlin." He said as he walked with her noticing that she kept looking at him. She liked how he looked as a human, but once he turned she'd think he was hideous. It was unfortunately the only downside to doing this for her. He'd want to keep her until he was hungry, but he'd probably have to transform before that and once she saw it he'd have to stay like that until she either admitted her love for him or died by his hand.

He knew that she would never admit her love for him so there was a good chance that he would have to kill her if he was transformed. Of course he didn't want to kill her, but how could he live with her when she would think he was hideous. And he didn't want to rid the world of something so beautiful and delicate.

He offered her a seat as he stared at her luscious body, "Do you want something to eat?" He asked as he stood there for a moment before getting close to her.
 
"Do you want something to eat?"
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" No..no thank you" she shook her head as her blue eyed gaze roamed around the lush interior of his home. " You have a beautiful home, Devlin." she said, her voice cracking just slightly. It was the kind of home she'd always dreamt of having one day. A dream Luke promised would come true after the success of the supposed modeling shoot he'd arranged for her. The reminder of the total disaster her life had become, practically overnight, had her closing her eyes to keep the tears from spilling again.

" I...I'm sorry, it's just that I..well, I feel so lost and alone, and have no idea what to do about it" she said as she looked back up at him, unable to hold the tears from falling.
 
He watched her walk around his home while she just denied food, and he wondered if she was doing that out of fear or if she really wasn't hungry. He didn't bother pushing it further because she complimented his home soon after, "Thank you. I have worked on it for years. I mean its not exactly easy getting furniture like this out onto an island. But I did it." He said smirking as he remembered how he got most of his things. He hadn't ordered them and had them delivered to the island, he stole them from the slave traders and the markets in town on the island.

"Well then go up, shower or take a bath, and then relax. Even go to sleep if you'd like, I have a few extra rooms." He said as he saw her crying, "And don't do that, crying doesn't solve anything."
 
"And don't do that, crying doesn't solve anything."
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She wiped her tears away with her still shaky hand, " You're r...right, I know" she said as she headed for the elaborate, spiral staircase that she assumed led to the second floor rooms. She could tell by his comment that he was definately not used to comforting a distressed woman and seemed highly uncomfortable by her tears. So, she sucked it up and put on a brave face and just before she headed up the stairs, she paused to turn and face him. Her blue eyes shimmered with understanding, " I could definately use a shower..thank you, and Devlin?" she said with true concern laced in her voice, " Please be careful...be on the lookout, I fear Luke will cause problems for you very soon.." Then, without waiting for a response, she turned and walked up the stairs.

Once on the second floor, she again looked around with appreciation of the architecture of this man's amazing "jungle home". It was as if the very structure was built to blend in with the forest with large, heavily tinted windows on every wall so that no matter where you stood inside you had a perfect unobstructed view of the lush canopy of jungle beyond. She slowly made her way to the first bathroom she came to which nearly took her breath away as she entered. It had all the usual amenities- toilet, sink, etc... but beyond that instead of the average shower/bathtub there was a perfect replica of a natural waterfall! Smooth, sanded stones were built in a pyramid shape that rose atleast 8 feet and at it's apex flowed the clear water of the waterfall into a pool (the tub) of heated water!
 
He knew that what he said was probably not the smartest thing to say to a crying woman, but if he hadn't then she might have tried to attach herself to him, and he couldn't have that, especially when he would have to kill the men that came after her. He would soon turn into a werewolf and the closer she was to him, the more it would hurt when she told him how ugly he was. He watched her walking up the stairs and he saw her trying to be brave while in his presence, and he admired her for trying to be strong. "That's good. Go ahead, and you're welcome. No woman should be put through what they pull on them. What is it Delilah?" He asked as he heard her telling him to be careful, "He can try to cause as many problems as he wants, and he will be unsuccessful." Devlin said with an evil smirk. He had lured food right to his door just by bringing her in.

He heard people coming from afar, and he saw that her jeep was still at the front gate as he had promised her that he would bring it in. He ran outside and began to push it into the gates, in hopes that they wouldn't see it. He didn't want to have to kill all of them at once, he just wanted one at a time. He heard them getting closer and before he could get the Jeep all the way behind cover one of the men was through the forest and he had a gun on him. "You sir!" He yelled at Devlin and Devlin just smirked a bit before turning around with a plain look upon his face, "Yes good slave trader?" He asked as the man grimaced with anger, "I am not a slave trader, but that car you were moving. It belongs to one of us, and well, it was stolen by a woman who is very important to us." He said as a few more men stepped forward. "Ah yes. Delilah. She's up using my shower. Sometimes they like to clean themselves after a really good, pounding in the sack." He said as he smirked. The men only got more angry with this.
 
Delilah soaked leisurely in the warm pool of water at the base of the waterfall, allowing the heat to relax her tense, sore muscles. A myriad of images and thoughts played through her mind as she washed away the dirt and sweat from her lithe body.

Of all the emotions that swirled around like an impending whirlwind, the hardest to deal with was the humiliation she'd suffered at Luke's betrayal. What it all amounted to was that the entire time, from the moment they met, he'd decieved her, played her , made her think he truly cared for her..not just her "pretty face and perfect body" but the real her- who she was on the inside as well as the outside. HA! She'd been such a fool.....

After her thoughts had somewhat cleared and her body was as relaxed as possible, she wrapped herself in a fluffy bath towel and decided to take a tour of the rest of the house.
 
It was clear that the men were angry and they wanted her back but Devlin had no intention of giving her back to them what so ever. He looked at them, "Only the man who is brave enough to fight me may enter my gates. Otherwise you must all leave." He said smirking.

All but one man left, and it was the one who was trying to sell her on the island. He needed to get her back and he told the rest not to bother with this fool. "Come now young man, it is time for you to die." He said with a grand smirk before he watched the man run after him. Devlin transformed into a werewolf quickly, not just a wolf, a full blown were wolf and the man was killed instantly with the swing of his back paw.

"Such a foolish boy." He growled out loudly as he looked down upon the body and began to devour him. He heard the men turn around and come back and they immediately called for back up. A few hours later, Devlin had killed more than twenty of them and gotten rid of the bodies, but he knew now he couldn't change back for a while. He was stuck like this.
 
After a few hours of exploring his immaculate home and Devlin still had not returned, she found one of the many elegantly appointed guest bedrooms and laid down to rest. She was weary and exhausted from the day's intensity as well as the fear that was constantly plaguing her in the back of her mind.

She fought to keep her eyes open despite being so tired but the bed was so comfortable she soon lost the battle. The last thought that flickered through her head before sleep claimed her, was that all she had on was the white bath towel that was wrapped around her naked body.....
 
He walked slowly into the house trying to gauge where she might be, but his instincts forced him to follow right after her and soon he was growling and standing in front of her. He had run up through the building, searching as he followed her scent until he found her in a towel just standing around.

He smirked as he looked upon her body and began growling once more, he was looking very scary, "Hello there Delilah." He growled out, as he could speak rather well even with his self control being so out of whack. He looked her up and down once more, "Don't you look...tasty."
 
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