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The Princess of Cones
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Matched to the devil Picnic with the Princess Of Cones
“Eat this,” Jules said, whilst nudging the plate filled with bacon and cheese close to Janice. He watched as she picked at the food in front of her and wondered what she was thinking about when she tilted her head. “Are you feeling unwell again? Because if you are, we can go back to the castle.” He stated, creasing his brows. “I am fine, Jules. Don't worry about me,” Janice said with a small smile. She wasn't feeling unwell like he had thought. Rather, she was displeased with the ludicrous flirting the young princess was doing in front of her husband. Since they had arrived, princess Gabrielle was caressing his biceps. Though it was meant to be discreet, Janice had noticed every movement from the corner of her eyes. Also, she had caught her in the act, which meant she was doing it, perhaps, to rile her. “You haven't touched your food since. Bacon is your favourite, and right now, it seems like it disgusts you.” Jules pointed out. Janice crinkled her nose as she nudged the food
Matched to the devil Illness
Janice groaned as she came awake. She glanced to her side and watched Jules curl into a fetal position. He thrashed about on the bed, twisting and groaning. Janice wondered if he was having a nightmare as she watched him with a frown. Her hands went to tap his shoulder, and she grimaced whilst retracting it. "Shit!" she mumbled, glancing at him. She realized he wasn't having a nightmare, rather, he was shivering. "You are burning up." She muttered. Jules sneezed and groaned out her name. "Janice." She barely heard his weak voice called out her name. "I warned you last night, but you were so hard-headed to listen." After he made love to her last night, a storm had descended without warning. She warned him about going out. But, being the wilful man he was, he didn't listen. More so, Janice let him be, since he told her he was helping the villagers whose houses were uprooted by the storm due to the lack of a solid foundation. Jules had found a shelter for them inside the wa
Matched to the devil The threat
She was freaking in love with Jules, Janice thought as she paced around the room. She took in a staggering breath and thought of when she began loving him. However, she couldn't come up with a reasonable answer. Moreover, the revelation appalled her because she didn't know she would fall so fast for him, seeing as men had treated her awfully in the past. Though she was aware Jules wasn't like them because he had always been gentle with her. Janice understood he didn't feel the same way about her like she did. He hadn't even mentioned the word like, let alone love, to her. He treated her only like his wife. She knew he had wedded her because of the child on the way. She couldn't help but think he would feel the way she did. Janice sighed as she sat on the bed. The baby in her tummy kicked, and she winced, rubbing it. A soft rap sounded on her door, snapping her out of her reverie. Her eyes strayed to the young maid, Judith, who entered the room. “Your majesty.” Judith curtsied,
Matched to the devil Janice in danger?
Jules groaned as he came awake. Gradually, he opened his weary eyes and winced as the light from the sun flashed into them. He shut his eyes and tried again. This time, slower than the first. He clutched the pillow that was underneath his head and set it at his back to brace himself as he sat in a relaxed position. Jules frowned as his eyes caught sight of Janice, who was standing next to the window-whose curtain had been drawn apart with a hand on her bulging tummy. He watched her bite her bottom lips, tapped her pointed chin and scrunched a pink envelope in her free hand. “Madame…” Startled, Janice swirled as she heard Jules' voice. “You are awake!” She exclaimed, ambling to his side. “I am,” Jules affirmed, shaking his head slightly. “Since when?” she asked as she gripped a thermometer out of the opened first aid box that was near the foot of the bed. “I've been watching you for a while, but you were lost in thoughts,” he said, groaning as he opened his mouth for her to slip
Matched to the devil Anger/ the slap
“You've been moping all day, Madame. May I know what is bothering you?” Jules inquired, standing by the doorpost. He stared at Janice, and he noticed her hesitation. She bit her lips before letting a smile brighten up her face. He could tell the smile wasn't from within, and she only did it to dodge his question. He had studied her since she arrived with him at Cherview, and he knew when she was trying to evade his question. “It's nothi…” “Don't tell me it's nothing.” Jules asserted. “I've never seen you this gloomy before, and I feel you are keeping a tremendous secret from me.” Janice furrowed her brow as her eyes bored into Jules' in the mirror. He looked quite serious and didn't seem like he would let her escape from the question like she had done last night. She doubted if he already knew about what was going on and wanted to confirm with her. Because Jules often kept tabs on her, and she didn't need to tell him some things before he knew what was going on. It was one of th
Matched to the devil The punch
The ride to his flat in London was taking forever. Jules groans, kneading the flesh at the back of his neck. He couldn't remember the last time he had been jet-lagged because he often had enough of rest before and during travelling. However, what was going on between him and Janice had made him stay up late. Also, it made him regret ever questioning her. She had not to bother walking him to the door like she usually does whenever he was going on a business trip. It seemed as if she was glad and couldn't wait to get rid of him. “We are here, sir.” The chauffeur mumbled, breaking Jules out of his thoughts. The man, Jonathan, who looked like he was in his late fifties, was the one that had always been his chauffeur ever since he arrived in London. He had stuck with him ever since. Jules liked the fact that he was respectful and did everything more orderly than other chauffeurs he had been with. “Thank you,” Jules muttered, sliding out of the car. He strode towards the huge glass d
Matched to the devil Apology and forgiveness
“8 PM,” Jules murmured, glancing at the wristwatch he wore before dusting the red plastic chair. Light flickered on his face as soon as he was about to sit down. At first, he thought it was from the power supply until he glimpsed the paparazzi some meters away from him. “What the hell?!” Jules's eyes glinted. He attempted to block the continuous flash of the light with his hand, but it was of no use. They went on taking shots upon shots like he had called them to do so. He groaned, shielding his face slightly. Though he was used to them showing up unannounced, he hadn't thought of it happening. He knew what would be the headline tomorrow without even guessing. Also, he believed the 'stalkers', as he liked calling them, would have taken some shots of him when he was with John on the balcony. He only hoped they hadn't seen him punching him. Even though the idiot deserved it, he didn't want a scandalous headline with his face and name as the main heading. He didn't want to be qu
Matched to the devil Caring for him
“You hit him?!” Janice asked, staring at the pictures in her hand in disbelief. She knew Jules would definitely do so if given the chance, but she didn't know he was going to go viral. “Of course, and he deserved it,” He grunted, rolling his eyes. The pictures in her hand did not bother him. His nonchalant attitude irritates her. She doubted if he was aware lots of people were looking up at him. Yet, he was acting as if he didn't give a f**k about anyone. Not even her. Except for the baby. “Are you having a soft spot for him now?” Jules raised his brow. She still had that incredulous look on her face, and he wondered what she was thinking about. He heard her gasp and sidled to his side. “Your hands!” “What is wrong with my hands?” “They are bruised and stop acting as if you are untouchable or unaffected!” She walked towards the foot of the bed and squatted. “What are you doing?” Jules eyed her as she tried to look underneath the bed. His hand shot out to grip her, but she
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Matched to the devil 71
Janice glanced at the door as a knock sounded on it. She rolled on the bed and snatched the hanky beside her to blow her nose.Her eyes were puffy, but she didn't care. She only wanted the pain that seemed to have multiplied ever since she moved out of the room she shared with Jules to vanish.Also, the new ones that surfaced when she knew about what happened seemed to intensify all that she had been feeling and wondered if she could do anything.As soon as she got home, she had tried to set up a meeting with Jules to talk about everything, but it seemed like he didn't want to see her because each time she went close to his room, she noticed it was locked.She didn't know where he often went and didn't have th
Matched to the devil 70
The next morning, Janice groaned as she came awake. She rubbed her temple and winced as she sensed a headache brewing.She recalled doing what Margie had termed to be fun yesterday.It wasn't her wearing a skimpy bikini to show off her backside to people in the castle nor did she seduce anyone as she had suggested.They had a little tea party in her room yesterday. Only that it wasn't tea they had taken.It was a brandy Margie had stolen from Jeremy's collection and hid in her bag.Music had been played as well but was on low volume because of Prince Michael and even the dowager queen since she would term the choice of their music disapproving or vulgar.
Matched to the devil 69
"But trust me, can you see he is suffering the same way as you?""Just drop it, Margie.""Fine." Margie shrugged. "I hope you accept him before it is too late. You should try considering him because of the prince anyway."Janice glared and puffed out a breath. "We are not talking about him anymore."Margie giggled as Janice tossed her a throw pillow. She drew an imaginary zip across her lips and tossed the key away before staring at her."How about we do something fun?"Janice creased her brows whilst staring at the twinkles in Margie's eyes.
Matched to the devil 68
Janice glared at the phone, continuously ringing on the nightstand, then at Margie, sitting beside her with Prince Michael in her arms."Give him a chance, I don't think he wanted to hurt you.""Well, when Jeremy does the same, I'd like to say the same to you."Margie rolled her eyes, "Jeremy wouldn't dare. Besides, I trust Jules and I know what he can do. He'd never do such. I smell blackmail."Janice shrugged, "I don't think so. We both know how Jules is before he married me. What shows he wouldn't do the same?""You should see how he stares at you, Janice." Margie enthused. "He freaking adores you and you think he would do something as awful as this with
Matched to the devil 67
"Janice…""Stay away from me!"Janice snapped, moving past him and down the hallway. She stepped into the room and he followed suit.Jules let out a sigh and he pinched the bridge of his nose. "At least, give me a chance to explain myself."Janice sat on the bed, her eyes were on the ceiling. Even though she could see whatever Jules was doing in the room from the corner of her eyes, she pretended like she didn't see him."Will you ever hear me out or just assume I cheated on you?"She glared at him but wished she hadn't. His eyes were sunken and bleary as if he had not slept for days.
Matched to the devil 66
"How dare he do that to me?!" Janice paced around the room, gritting her teeth. She balled her hands into fists and exhaled noisily through her nose."I don't think he is aware of this. I believe what Jules says, and you don't have to blame him. He is even astonished himself." Margie pointed out.She glanced briefly away from her phone, then at Janice."I don't care if he is astonished or not! Why the hell will he go about assessing everything in a skirt?!"Janice tossed her hands in the air. "I should have known he would never change. I thought he was beginning to become the kind of man I want…""He changed for you." Margie interrupted. "He mi
Matched to the devil 65
Jules was the first to snap out of the daze he was in. He stomped towards the woman and glared, "Lucy, I think you are mistaken.""Perhaps I need to say it again. This is your child whom you abandoned years ago. He is here now. You can take him. I don't want him anymore."Lucy shoved the little boy forwards and despite her confusion, Janice instinctively caught him before he could tumble to the tiled floor."I have no child with you." Jules gritted his teeth.He yanked her hand and tugged her towards the waiting room, which was inside the church.He noticed people were gathering. A few people took photos of him. He didn't want them to know more than t
Matched to the devil 64
"May I?"Janice nodded as Jules pointed to her chest. She turned, and showed her back to him, to help her undo the hooks of her brassiere.She breathed out as her ample breasts bounced free from the restraint.She rolled her eyes as she noticed Jules’ eyes on them and glimpsed him licking his lips slowly."Don't." She mumbled."Don't what?" A grin plastered on his face, "I said nothing.""I know and I am aware of what you are about to say." She mumbled, grabbing her son who was squirming in his cot.Jules shrugged, "I doubt that."
Matched to the devil 63
It was exactly two hours after Jules landed and Janice was a bit relieved that not only had the pain in her tummy and lower back lessened, but she could move around the room as well, without feeling like she was going to be ripped into two. The only restriction she had was that she couldn't go a long distance, but it was better than being confined to the bed. “How about you take a cold shower to help with the pain?’’ Jules asked, whilst Janice fanned herself. She nodded without hesitation and allowed him to help her out of the bed. Stripping down to nothing, she stepped into the bathtub and let out a sigh as the warm water caressed her delicate skin. Janice eyed Jules from the corner of her eyes as she noticed him watching her from the d
