Ends of Being

<p><strong>Darius</strong></p><p>She's a damn menace.</p><p>She has no regard for her safety and dances along the tongue in the mouth of danger.</p><p>A loose cannon who torments me day in and day out.</p><p>She thinks I can't rise to meet her challenge. She thinks I don't know what goes on in that beautiful head of hers.</p><p>But she's sorely mistaken.</p><p>Mistaken about who exactly she is to me.</p><p>Mistaken about how much danger she's in.</p><p>And mistaken about what I can take.</p><p>Challenge accepted.</p><p></p><p><strong>Antoinette</strong></p><p>It's adorable really. How tough Mr. Clark Kent thinks he is in his starched shirts and cashmere sweaters.</p><p>A bore to his core he's my favorite target of torment. I love to push his buttons and see how far I can take it.</p><p>But something about him calls to me.</p><p>Somehow I know there is more to him than meets the eye.</p><p>What will it take to make him loosen that tie and release the beast?</p><p>What harm can it actually bring?</p><p>I intend to find out.</p>