Title: Ecstasy
Summary: Chloe meets Lex Luthor in Metropolis in an unexpected way. How will he get her, to see him?
Disclaimers: I do not own Smallville
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*Chapter One*
He didn't know what he was doing, when he walked into Atlantis. He hasn't been there in years it seems. The city of Metropolis brought back memories of bliss. He liked the city all too much. It was his home. When his father shipped him back to Smallville, he was torn. He missed his city life. He walked in the bar, and the smoke filled the atmosphere. The darkness of the night club carassed his skin. The flashing lights glowed on his face. He was taking in its smells, and intoxications. He saw the lingering people drinking amiabley. He got to a sudden spot, and then he stopped. He stopped when he saw her. That young blonde girl, sitting in a lounge chair with a martini in her hand and a ciggeret in the other. She was leaning over for a laugh with her friends. She wore a red dress, and lipstic. A smile crept on his face. He decided that he would have a chat with this younge blonde, who has captivated him. When she saw the tall dark handsome man, she gave a glare of hate when he sat down.
"Mr. Luthor." She said coldly.
"They say smoking can cause death." He said almost sounding threatening, and a smile crept on his features. He sat down on the black leather lounge chair.
"I prefer to live life on the edge." She took a puff, and blew the smoke in his face. He didn't flinch at all. He took the ciggeret out of her hand, and took a puff himself.
"As do I." He eyed her, and put the ciggeret out.
"You know me, but I don't know you?" He said coolly as he laid back in his black leather lounge chair getting comfortably.
"It's kind of hard not to know a former play boy, who's made the cover of every zine in Metropolis, wouldn't you say?." Lex just nodded his head to that statement. His reputation was decieving. It haunted him nintey percent of the time.
"Touche; miss?" He was asking for a name.
"Chloe." Chloe. The name echoed in his ears. It was music to him. He looked at her beautiful face, and took it all in.
"Well, Mr. Luthor I have to get going." She smiled on her way out. She loved to play hard to get with guys. That was one of her favorite past times. Chloe's two friends left him a lone in a cloud of smoke. He saw the ciggeret pack laying there on the table. There was one in the pack, and a liter lay next to it. He put the ciggeret in his mouth, and lit it. The smoke filled his lunges, and he blew out the air.
"Smoking is not all what it's cracked up to be." He says to himself.
"Maybe it's because she likes to smoke when she drinks?" Said a young man in his 20's, as he sat down in the chair where Chloe once sat. He looked to be 21.
"Mr. Luthor, that is one of the hardest girls to get in this city." He warned her.
"I'm pretty aware of the women world." He says and takes another puff, then puts the ciggeret out. He knew he had to have her.
So what did you think? I hope it wasn't too long.
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