Sweet Seduction

Hello. :) I've decided to do two more chapters after this one. Is that okay with you? :P

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My eyes opened lazily when Prue's alarm clock buzzed beside the bed. Groaning, Prue smacked the small machine and collapsed back down beside me. "It's too early," she moaned.

Smirking sleepily, I asked, "What time is it?"

"Eight," she murmured back, her hand perched over her closed eyes.

"It's not that early," I retorted and then yawned.

Whipping her arm away from her face, she gave me a look of amusement and asked sarcastically, "Oh, no?"

I gave her a playfully-angry glare. "Come here," she demanded gently, holding out her arms.

I snuggled next to her chest, the heat of her body colliding with mine. I moaned, "Can we lay in bed all day?"

She kissed the top of my head and answered, "No. Since today is my day off, I'm sure there's things I have to do around here. And then I have to spend time with my sisters."

"Not me?" I whined childishly.

"Hmm, I don't know. I'm sure I could put you on my list of things to do, also," she joked. I frowned and gazed at her sadly. "Ohh!" she cried with a smirk and then kissed me. "Of course I will make time for you," she said after pulling away. "You'll be with me all day."

Smiling with satisfaction, I replied, "Thank you."

"Mm-hmm." She planted another peck upon my head before scrambling out of the blankets. She changed out of her old undergarnments, teasingly shielding her breasts from my sight with her hands, and changed into her new clothes. When she finished, I moved my eyes from her gaze, to pretend that I hadn't been gawking at her the entire time. "Would you like me to help you get dressed this morning?" she asked with a smirk.

"Oh, yes, please," I said greedily. She picked out some clothes out of her closet as I got myself out of the bed, replacing the covers untidily. Prue handed me a pair of underwear, which I put on myself, and then helped me put on the bra. She put the padding of the bra upon my breasts, purposely rubbing along the exposed flesh of my mounds, causing me to shudder. She clasped the bra together on my back, then proceeded to help me into my shirt and pants.

When we were both fully-clothed, we exited the bedroom, hand-in-hand, and walked down the hallway and the stairs. As soon as we reached the bottom of the stairs and heard the small murmurs of people talking within the other room, a bad feeling swirled inside me. Prue pulled my hand and led me into the room where Piper and Phoebe sat on the couch, Leo was standing just in front of us, looking between Piper and Phoebe, and Cole stood across from Leo, his expression very serious.

"What's going on?" Prue asked quickly, glancing around at each one of their faces.

"Uhh..." Phoebe began, staring at Prue with uncertainty, then glancing to Piper for some help.

"Um..." Piper said, sounding nearly as unsettled as Phoebe.

"Delilah," Leo addressed me, making me jump unexpectedly, "Maybe you should go into another room."

"No," Prue said defiantly before I could even speak. "She's staying here." She turned from Leo to her two younger sisters and demanded, "Now tell me what's going on."

I bit the inside of my cheek and looked at them all, feeling caught. 'Somehow they know,' I thought anxiously.

"Prue," Piper started then exhaled deeply. "Cole told us why Delilah's really here."

My internal organs all plummetted to the floor. I turned to see Cole, who looked at me without any emotion. You promised! I thundered at him with my power.

He stood there and seemed completely unaware that I had just said, or thought rather, anything. But, ever so faintly, I could see the smallest smirk curve along his lips. 'No...'

"What do you mean...?" Prue inquired, glimpsing from Piper to Cole.

"Cole said that Delilah's here on a job," Leo said, as if I wasn't even standing a few feet away from him.

"'A job'?" Prue asked dumbfoundedly.

Phoebe and Piper both looked very uneasy, so Leo decided to continue on:

"Cole told us this morning that Delilah was told by The Source to come here. She was ordered to seduce a Charmed One... you," he said, looking at Prue.

Prue didn't look at me at all; her hand was now free of mine. Her expression was unclear.

"Once she had you where she wanted you, she was going to give you up to The Source, hoping that Piper and Phoebe would follow."

Prue's hands were shaking and her breathing was slowly becoming more heavy. She turned to look at me, her eyes tearing up but full of rage. "Is it true?" she asked through gritted teeth.

Tears fell freely from my eyes as I whispered, "Prue...." I reached for her hands, but she stepped away hastily and said threateningly, "Don't touch me."

I froze in place, my lip trembling. "Just tell me..." she said quietly, "Is Cole telling the truth?"

Hesitantly, I replied weakly, "Yes. But Prue, you don't--"

"Stop." She looked so hurt, so angry with me.

I couldn't help but silently say to her: But Prue, I really do love you!

"Stop it!" she cried, her tears falling fast down her face. Her sisters dashed to her side, rubbing her arms sympathetically. "I loved you, Delilah. You took advantage of my family, of my sisters... of me."

I opened my mouth to say something but Phoebe said my name threateningly. "You guys can't..." I whispered pleadingly. I shot a look to Cole. "You promised..." I said softly through a sob. "You promised!"

"Did you really think that you could hide it forever, Delilah?" he said cockily. "Daddy would've done something about it sooner or later."

"Why?! Why did you tell them?!" I shouted through my tears. "I told you that I was going to be good, like you! I'm not going back there!" I turned to Prue. "Prue, please... I'm telling you the truth," I said beseechingly.

Prue looked almost hopeful after I'd told her that, but before she had the chance to respond, Cole thundered back, "You can't ever be good! You belong to The Source; you're his property, along with the rest of the demons of the Underworld," he added cruelly. Even the sisters and Leo gave Cole a bewildered look as he spoke.

Suddenly, behind me, the door burst open and in came... another Cole? He looked ragged and wounded. He turned toward us all, panting roughly. "It's a trap!" he growled and pointed at the other Cole.

Just as we all turned to look at the other Cole, I saw the brief aftermath of a shimmer, then felt a hand clamp over my mouth and another gripping my wrists. I screamed, saw one last look of three shocked witches, and then I was shimmered out of the manor.

I landed on a familiar bed when the imposter-Cole had released me from his grasp. I was back in my room in the Underworld. The blood red blankets were neatly made beneath me, the grand piano was still perched over in the corner, the atmosphere smelled of candles and sweat.

'I don't want to be here, I don't want to be here,' I thought madly and began hyperventilating. "Take me back," I ordered the demon.

"I don't think so," he said, smirking.

"Who are you?!" I demanded.

He chuckled. He waved his hand along the form of his body and transformed into the shape of Jarrod. "Surprise."

"You bastard!" I shrieked and jumped from my bed onto him, clawing at his face and chest.

"Get off, wench!" he shouted, flying me off of his torso and into the wall. "You deserved that," he replied, wiping off his shirt.

I fell face-first onto my bed, my head now stinging from the impact. Rubbing my head tenderly and standing upward, I snarled, "They're going to come help me."

"Oh, you think so? Even though I wasn't the real Cole, what I told them was true, and they know that. Fortunately - and unfortunately - they're not stupid. Now you're back to your real home, living out your true destiny: being the whore you really are," he cackled.

"You don't know that," I responded fiercely.

"You--"

"Enough." Jarrod turned around, and I stood on the tips of my shoes to see over his shoulder. A hooded man stood near the entrance of my room. His face was unseen while his bony hands were folded neatly along each other. "Leave, Jarrod," he ordered monotonely. With a snap of his neck back in my direction, he smirked evilly and then shimmered out.

My heart was pounding within my ribcage as the figure advanced closer and closer. With barely any hope or faith in myself at all, I shut my eyes tightly and thought the hardest that I could: Prue, please save me. Was it worth it?

I reopened my eyes to find the man standing right in front of my bed, his face still hidden. Even though it was concealed, I could still tell that I was in trouble - big trouble. I bit down on my lip, and my body started to shake.

"Daughter," his voice came icily, and he pulled off the hood of his cloak, revealing his revolting, monstrous face along with a frighteningly sadistic grin.

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