Hi dear readers. Still facing th same problem. Writing is so hard, but my new keyboard is on it's way.
Malachi’s pov.The taste of Antonia on my lips lingers, even as I watch her walk the grounds of my mansion with a man in tow.Tieran is acting strange. Stranger than strange, he’s acting suspicious, and I can see why he’s doing that.Tieran smiles benevolently at something Antonia says and a flash
Antonia’s pov.I’m lost in thought after Tieran and I eat. We head out to the gardens.Tieran has no idea what I want to happen, and I almost feel bad it has to. Still, Malachi has to learn a certain lesson when it comes to me and invading my personal space, and I have to be the one to teach him tha
Tieran and I discuss the rest of the business deal in the garden's privacy, and even as I speak with him, I hope he can’t hear how fast my heart is racing.It’s pounding like a stampede of horses.I had formerly decided to take this loan from my father, and more than that, I intended to borrow a muc
“Master Malachi has ordered you move back into your old bedroom.”I ignore the maid who delivers that message and open the door to my room, go in and shut it back behind me.“Mrs Antonia. Master Malachi will not be happy with this kind of behaviour.”The overbearing tone i hear in the maid’s voice m
I send the maid off and am left with Malachi’s friend. Someone who won’t stop wearing a hard look on his face and the tight-lipped glower he’s directing at me. I don’t particularly care about the frown, but I'm more concerned about the fact that he’s a friend of Malachi’s.I can’t claim to know all
Malachi’s pov.Skye walks in with a drink in hand, and one look at the smile on her face tells me she’s done something. I’m less concerned and uninterested until i hear her speak, “Want to know what i did?”I raise my head from the contract i’m going over and look directly at her. Skye can have a m
When Skye comes to my room to tell me dinner will be ready in a few more minutes, the only thing i have in mind to tell her is to go die in a ditch somewhere.Now that my anger has cooled into something much cooler and lethal, i remember the male doofus who stopped by my door did mention his name. H
I pause. “Excuse me?”The line is silent for a while before she speaks again, “Are you not Antonia Verentia Finn?”I try to keep my breathing stable as i respond, “I made the order as Antonia Verentia.”There’s that silenence again, and then an almost akward session where she clears her throat and r