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Date Posted: 08:06:55 03/03/08 Mon
Author: Hannah
Author Host/IP: port150.dialup.bfree.on.ca / 66.207.116.150
Subject: Northern Woods, Chapter 143 - Language/some Violence
In reply to: Hannah 's message, "Northern Woods" on 01:01:21 02/11/08 Mon

Chapter 143

Karen sighed as she listened to Elena’s guest rant from behind the closed kitchen door. She’d just finished cleaning up after serving Elena and Jurgen a three course meal that had taxed her culinary skills to the limit. Cooking was not her favorite thing, even if she excelled at it.

“Too bad you’re not allowed to go to the party tonight.” He was saying with a chuckle. “It would be highly amusing to see the former and present Madame Samuelles in the same room.”

“Jurgen,” Elena sneered, “obviously you were asleep at the police station. The officer said…”

“Yes, I know.” Jurgen laughed with a sneer of contempt. “If you leave this house or go within two miles of Michael’s new wife, you’ll go back to jail.”

“Right.” Elena sneered back. “Besides, what makes you think you’ll be welcome after what we’ve done?”

“Michel will welcome me with open arms.” Jurgen said with a disdainful chuckle. “We’ve always been friends.”

Elena shook her head. “I know what you’re up to. You want to get her in bed, don’t you?”

“What if I do?” Jurgen smirked. “What do you care?”

“Hasn’t what he’s done to me registered with you?” Elena inquired incredulously. “All I did was threaten her and he had me arrested. Michel’s no fool Jurgen. I have no doubt he knows your game.”

“So what if he does?” Jurgen said in amusement.

“Do you really think Michel will want you anywhere near her?” an amazed Elena demanded to know.

“And why not?” Jurgen said condescendingly. “I’m a very important person… and I hear she’s luscious… unlike you my dear.”

“What does that mean?” an increasingly irate Elena snapped.

“Face it Elena…. you’re yesterday’s news.” Jurgen continued in a voice dripping with disdain. “Age is dragging down on you, ‘darling’. It does that to women after all. It’s no wonder Michel replaced you with a younger woman. It must a great comfort to you to know that his luscious blonde wife is warming his bed in your place. I hear they have your son too… ”

With a shriek of outrage, Elena slapped Jurgen’s face, only to be slapped in return.

Karen listened to all this in the kitchen and groaned.

Those two are so much alike it’s sickening! They’re both childish, pretentious and arrogant. I can’t wait to get some information and get out of here.’

“How dare you!” Elena yelled. “You deceived me! I thought you’d marry me!”

“Marry you? Why would you think that?” Jurgen said with a smirk.

“You said…” Elena began

“I never said anything of the sort, you tramp. I enjoyed our little romps Elena but I’m never marrying. Marriage is boring.” Jurgen sneered.

“You liar. You promised me marriage!” a furious Elena replied.

“You deluded bitch! Why would I want to marry a whore like you?” Jurgen inquired.

“You bastard!” Elena snarled.

“I’ll be sure to let you know how much better Michel’s bride is in bed than you are.” Jurgen continued with a sneer. “Of course, being younger than you are, she’ll be much more agile too. Too bad you can’t compete with that.”

“You honestly think Michel will let you anywhere near her?” Elena replied in disbelief.

“I have no doubt of it.” Jurgen replied. “He didn’t have the guts to do anything when he caught us together ‘darling’, so why would she be any different?”

“She’s different… and he’s changed.” Elena breathed, finally admitting the truth. “He never would have done the things to me before that he’s done since he’s returned.”

“No, He’ll let me have her… after all, he let me have you.” Jurgen mocked.

“NO!” Elena screamed. “Michel loved me.”

“The past tense being the point, ‘darling’.” Jurgen scoffed. “Too bad you never felt the same for him!”

“Bastard!” Elena snarled.

“Then we’re well matched my dear, because you’re the biggest bitch I’ve ever met.” Jurgen taunted.

“You won’t get into the party.” Elena warned, as her chest heaved with her rage. “He’s very protective of her.”

“Of course I will.” Jurgen laughed. “It’s being held in a public place.”

“And if you can’t get in?” Elena persisted. “You don’t know Davenport… I do. If he has orders to keep you out, he’ll do that.”

“No matter.” Jurgen shrugged. “I have men inside who will bring her to me.”

‘That’s it!’ Karen thought, buoyed by her success. ‘I have to get this information to Monsieur Samuelle!’

“You’re mad.” Elena gasped. “Michel will kill you.”

“Then he’ll go to jail and you and your brat will inherit Michel’s billions after all.” Jurgen sneered. “Too bad the split will be two ways, instead of one.”

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