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Date Posted: 20:50:58 03/03/02 Sun
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's message, "This I Offer" on 14:58:36 03/03/02 Sun
Leaning back in his chair, Joaquim Ryker stroked his beard idly. It had been a long, hectic day, and he was pleased to get the chance to finally relax. No more meetings, no more phone-calls, no more annoying employees kissing his ass in hopes of getting ahead.
Strains of Wagner permeated his mind, bringing relaxation to his tired body. Some days it all seemed like too much. Was it really all worth it? Raising a hand, he moved it in time to the music – conducting the final notes of the opera from memory. Beautiful, he thought to himself. Simply exquisite.
His thoughts turned sour as a knock sounded at the door. Dammit. The calm serenity was gone, replaced by anger and frustration. “What is it?” he snapped, straightening in his chair. “I asked not to be disturbed.”
The door opened slowly, and one of his lackeys entered, eyes filled with fear. “You wanted to be informed when the new recruits arrived, sir. They’re waiting in the lounge.”
“Ah, I see.” Joaquim’s anger faded, replaced by docile acceptance. “Twenty minutes, Joseph. Make sure they’re properly cared for. “
Joseph nodded as he backed out the door, but Joaquim barely saw it; he was already concentrating on the job at hand. The new recruits would have to be auditioned. Not a job he had been expecting for this evening – but always a pleasure. Besides, it was so….stimulating.
Tapping at his keyboard, he brought up the surveillance camera for the lounge, turning up the radio with his other hand. The strains of the music filled his office one again, washing over him as he watched the young couple on the monitor.
His interest piqued as he watched them interact. The man was tall and dark - bright blue eyes standing out against his dark hair. There was a passion in those eyes, an overwhelming intensity that deepened into protectiveness when he looked at his wife.
As he paced the room, Ryker could see his tension. This was not a man who hid his emotions easily. His posture was stiff, his hands clenched behind his back. He carried himself like a military man, and his file confirmed it. Dishonourably discharged – insubordination, assaulting an officer.
Excellent, Joaquim thought to himself. Not only was he passionate, he was angry. Both traits that could be harnassed for his use. This man was perfect -- just the man he’d been waiting for.
The man paused in his pacing, coming around the centre table to sit next to his wife. As Ryker watched, the man kissed her gently on the cheek, placing a comforting hand on the side of her face. He clearly loved his wife, and if her reaction said anything, she loved him deeply as well. It was always so, in the beginning.
Joaquim’s smiled widened. Soon the man’s passions would turn elsewhere, and the woman would be left alone. Lonely and desperate. And such an exquisite woman.
She was lithe and thin; her long, dark hair braided down her back and tied with a blue ribbon, the few escaping hairs twisting delicately around her face. Her eyes also held a fire – a quiet, gentle intensity that also bespoke power, but through different, more seductive means.
She emanated mystery, but one thing was certain, she did not want to be there. She worried her lower lip as she sat, her eyes rarely straying from the doorway that led to the outside. When they did stray, they met her husband’s, seemingly seeking strength against some deep seated fear.
But if she was afraid, she didn’t show it, and Ryker’s awe deepened. Most women showed clear terror in her position, grasping at their husbands for support. Those women were easily seduced, easy to convince of their husband’s disinterest. But this woman -- Madeline, her file said -- appeared merely uncomfortable in her surroundings, more confident and secure in her husband’s love.
A challenge, Ryker mused, smiling as he watched the man begin to pace once more. It had been a long time since he’d had a challenge. Too long since anything had given him true pleasure.
A conquest…that would bring him pleasure. Joaquim’s groin twitched with anticipation. Yes, this was going to be perfect. The man was made for the job, and his wife – his wife would be a desperately needed change from the ordinary. She would be difficult, but she would surrender to him, in time.
Turning off the monitor, Ryker leaned back in his chair. He was certain the couple would pass his ‘audition’ with flying colours. And even if they didn’t…it would be quite a show.
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