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19: Spiders and boots
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2022-10-16 01:25:26Bab terkait
Promised to the father, married to the son 20: Showing his trust
*Skye* As he escorts me from the room, I am a bit surprised … based upon the way his eyes had darkened as he had rubbed my chin … that he hadn’t tossed me on a nearby sofa and pulled up my skirt. Once outside, I lock the door, already dreading the encounter I will have with Mrs. Barney regarding the keys in the morning. I am going to reclaim the room whether Ben likes it or not. When he isn’t around, I will entertain myself by playing the piano. I understand it is his house and his rules, but some rules are in need of breaking. Carrying on down the hallway, I become very aware of my uneven gait, my slipper whispering along the floor, his boot clomping. “How are you managing to keep my boot on ?” He asks. “I stuffed newspaper into the toe and around the sides, filling up the space around my foot. A trick I learned from my mother, who always bought our shoes a bit large so we could grow into them and they would last longer”. I explain. He looks surprised. “Our shoes ? You had sib
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2022-10-23Promised to the father, married to the son 21: Teasing him
*Ben* She is going to drive me mad. i am fairly certain of it as I sip my scotch, staring out the window of the library into the darkness, and wait for her arrival. After hauling up the tub and water, I had been incredibly tempted to lounge against the wall and watch as she removed her clothes, as she stepped into the bath, as she dribbled water over her skin. But if I had stayed, I doubt that she would get so much as her tiniest toe wet before I had her on her back. I yearn for her with a fierceness I do not want to acknowledge. Never before has any woman affected me as she does. So I had walked out simply to prove … more to myself than to her … that I could. I never would have expected to find Sky on her hands and knees cleaning. Granted, Mrs. Barneyis no spring chicken and her efforts yesterday with the parlor had been sadly lacking, but she had made the room habitable. And she is the housekeeper. It is her job to keep the house. But Sky has begun seeing to the things herself,
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2022-11-11Promised to the father, married to the son 22: An interesting dinner
*Skye* Montie had been attracted to me, and had wanted me. He had made that clear the evening he introduced himself at a charity event. But he never looked at me with the smoldering intensity thatZ ac does. While he sits across from me, several feet away, I am acutely aware of the desire thrumming off him as the wine is poured. Although desire seems too tame a word. He had wanted to spread me out on the desk and have his way with me. I had seen it in his eyes. I don’t know whether to be flattered or insulted that he managed to keep his urges under control. I would be smart not to taunt him so brazenly, not to give the impression that I am somewhat of a wanton, but I need the marriage consummated before the sun rises again. It is the only way to ensure this arrangement can’t be easily undone, is the only way to guarantee a measure of protection should Montie discover where I am hiding. I had been careful, never using my name during my trip here, never using the main system of tra
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2022-12-05Promised to the father, married to the son 23: Their goodnights
*Ben* She licks the pudding from her spoon, slowly, provocatively, all the while making little moaning sounds that cause me to harden, my skin to tighten and my breath to hitch. I have no doubt that she knows precisely how much she is tormenting me and is taking delight in doing so. I want to throttle her. I want to kiss every inch of her. I want to laugh, a large boisterous guffaw that will echo through every corner of the manor. I can’t remember a time when I had enjoyed a woman so much … and I have yet to enjoy her fully. My own pudding remains untouched. “Perhaps you would care to finish my dessert too”. I offer when she finally sets her spoon aside. “Don’t you like pudding ?” She asks. “I don’t have much fondness for sweets, which must be why I like you. You’re so tart”. I tell her. Surprise washes over her features. “You like me ?” Had I said that ? Damn it all to hell, I had. Without thinking of the repercussions or how she might interpret the words. That she might find
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2022-12-09Promised to the father, married to the son 24: Passion blooming
*Skye* Standing in the hallway, I fight to ignore him telling his father that he doesn’t like me. I take some consolation in the fact that he doesn’t seem to despise me. And he had given me the keys. There might be no affection lost between us, but ours will be a civil relationship. At least outside the bed. I suspect it is going to be quite untamed within it. Stepping out, he closes the door, turns the key, waits a heartbeat as though needing a moment to shake off the melancholy that comes over him after spending time with his father. Then he faces me, giving away nothing, none of his doubts, his concerns, his troubles. “What’s wrong with the mines ?” I ask. His jaw tautents and his eyes narrow. “Nothing is wrong at the mines”. “You answered so quickly”. And so tersely. “That I was rather sure you didn’t want to discuss the matter with him”. “I didn’t”. He takes a step nearer to me. “My father loves his mines. Get him started on them, and he can go on for hours. I have little
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2022-12-15Promised to the father, married to the son 25: Unexpected pleasure
*Ben* I am reluctant to admit that I might never have enough of simply kissing her. The way her luscious mouth moves beneath mine, how it welcomes me, how it has me anticipating her womanhood welcoming and closing around my cock. Because I want her so desperately, I fight to curb my body’s aching needs, refusing to give in too quickly to the temptation of her. But before the night is done, I plan to know her in every way possible. She is remarkably beautiful, every inch of her is flawless. She could bring any man she wanted to his knees. Which is why I vow here and now to never go to my knees for her. Breathing harshly, I tear my mouth from hers, plowing my fingers into the thick silken strands of her hair, and begin removing the pins. Gasping for breath, she says. “It would have been easier if you’d done that whilst standing”. “I didn’t want anything to obstruct my view”. I comb her hair out over the pillows, the glorious red in stark contrast to the pristine white. All the while
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-01-08Promised to the father, married to the son 26: Afterglow
*Ben* I must have done it properly. It leads to another round. One that goes a little quicker than the first, but is no less intense. She's so blasted tight that at first I had thought she was a virgin. But there had been no blood to clean up. And she is far too comfortable with a man’s body not to have been around one before. Still if I didn't know better, I would think the pleasure she had experienced had taken her by surprise. We have finally gotten around to moving the bedding aside. She is lying on her back, one arm raised, her hand toying with strands of my hair, while I rest up on an elbow and trail my fingers over her sternum, along her ribs. I had tried going down her side to her hips only to discover she is a bit ticklish. Who would have thought ? “I’ve never done this”. She says quietly. I still, my hand a quarter of an inch away from cupping her breast. “You were a virgin? But you were married. There was no blood”. She laughs lightly, running her fingers up over my scalp.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-01-10Promised to the father, married to the son 27: Tales of love
*Ben* I wake her up before dawn so I can have her before sunlight steals into the room. Then, even though she invites me to stay, to prove to myself I still possess enough willpower to resist her charms, I dress and go to the library to study my ledgers. Instead, I keep seeing her sitting in the chair before the fireplace that first night. We will probably spend many nights there. Either there or in my bedchamber or wandering the hallways. It isn’t as though I am providing her with an abundance of options. Not that she needs any options. She is there to warm my bed and provide me with an heir. She isn’t supposed to make me want to laugh. She isn’t supposed to make me want to give her more. Nor is she supposed to make me glad for her presence when I walk into the breakfast dining room after growing tired of staring at her empty chair in the library. She is dressed in the dark blue she had worn yesterday, which I suppose signals that she is going to tidy up the music room a bit more. I
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2023-02-03
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Promised to the father, married to the son Epilogue
*Skye* Standing on the landing at the top of the stairs with my husband behind me, his arms circling me just below my breasts, and Marsden beside me, I couldn't be more pleased. "What do you think, Father?" I ask."Beautiful, my dear. It’s just as it was the last time that Linnie and I held a Christmas ball here. Of course, we had an abundance of guests then."I saved the tidying of the ballroom for last, and this is my gift to Marsden. Every room in the manor is now absent cobwebs and dust; every room has been set to rights."Will you host a ball here?" he asks."We thought in the new year, if you've no objections.""You're the lady of the manor. It’s your decision.""If you're not comfortable with so many people.""It'll be good to see old friends. Will you dance with me now?"I smile at him. "We don't have an orchestra."He pats his chest. "The music is here. You don't mind, do you, son?""Not as long as I get the last dance.""Will you dance with me, Papa?" Maddie asks from her
Promised to the father, married to the son Maddie
*Skye* We stayed in New York until the end of the Season. No rumors about my past circulated. Occasionally, I caught a glimpse of Beaumont, but he kept his distance. It seems to me that he always looks rather sad. I do hope that happiness is in his future. But happiness is certainly in my present. I am glad to be back at the country estate. Sitting on the terrace with Marsden, sipping my afternoon tea while he drinks scotch, I don't know why I ever thought this place was desolate. "I love it here," I say on a sigh. "It's not for everyone," he tells me. I look over at him. "It's for me, though." And it will be for my children. Here, they will know only happiness. They might climb trees, but it won't be because they are afraid of receiving an unjust punishment. I know my husband will be returning soon. He is spending less time at the mines these days. He still goes down into them, he can't seem to refrain from accepting the challenge of it. But he doesn't go as often, or so he tell
Promised to the father, married to the son Together again
*Ben* As soon as the car takes off, I drag her onto my lap, latching my mouth onto the soft skin at her throat, suckling, nipping, journeying up and down the long column, while she moans, drops her head back, gasps short breaths. "If you ever leave me again, without so much as a word of warning..." "What will you do? Spank me? Lock me in my room? There is little point in running away if you warn the person ahead of time or leave a message stating where you are." Threading my fingers through her hair, I bring her head level with mine, holding her gaze. "Never leave me again." "I did it for you. To spare you." "The agony of losing you nearly killed me." Something I'd never admit to another soul, but to her, I suddenly feel that I can admit anything. "How did you find me?" "Not as easily or as quickly as I should have. I went to see your parents." Her eyes widen. Wanting to drink in the whiskey, I wish it wasn't dark, that we weren't ensconced in shadows. "I told you I was dead t
Promised to the father, married to the son Finding her
*Skye* I hated parting with the pearls, but I didn't have any other choice. Unfortunately, they didn't bring in as much money as I had hoped, but it was enough for me to feel confident going to my solicitor, knowing that I could pay his fee. Turns out, he didn't charge me for his advice, as there was nothing he could do for me. "I can't divorce him," I say, pacing in front of the fireplace in my temporary bedchamber. "I thought infidelity was a justifiable reason for getting a divorce," Sophie says. "Yes, but I can't divorce him because I committed adultery. Only he can divorce me for my transgressions." "You can divorce him if he commits adultery, so let's say he did." Shaking my head, I stop pacing. "No. I won't have some woman he might wish to marry questioning his faithfulness. He is loyal. Besides, it's not enough for him to be an adulterer. He must desert me for two years. Yet I don't have to desert him. There are different laws applied to men than to women, which makes it
Promised to the father, married to the son Has he seen her?
*Beaumont* I've never had as much luck playing cards as I'm having this evening at the Twin Dragons. From the moment I sat down half an hour earlier, I've taken every hand. This latest one will be no exception. Fortune is smiling so brightly on me. "I need a word." Christ, I nearly jump out of my skin at the low rasp near my ear. I recognize the owner's tone as one that doesn't bode well. I snap my head around, my gaze slamming into Killian Archer's, the hazel eyes indicating a high price will be paid for any disobedience. But I'm known for my stubbornness. "I'm otherwise occupied." Do I have to sound as though my heart is lodged in my throat? Archer grabs my cards, tosses them down. "He's out." "See here." I swing back around to glare at him. There is a tenseness, a danger, to him that has no doubt led to his surviving his treks into the wilds. Not even the king of the jungle would want to tangle with a man who looks as though he'd take great delight in devouring his prey for
Promised to the father, married to the son Her parents
*Ben* I've ridden my motorbike like a madman all through the day and into the evening in order to catch up with the bus. When I finally do reach it, I discover she's disembarked in the first village at which it has stopped. Naturally, by the time I return there, she is nowhere to be found. So where the bloody hell has she gone? She isn't going to return to the country estate. Of that, I'm fairly certain. In no mood to explain the situation to my father, I've sent the cars and servants back to New York while I carry on to her childhood home. I think it's unlikely that she would seek out her parents for help, but I'm hopeful they can shed some light on where she might seek refuge. Having attended a couple of balls at Beaumont's country estate, I'm familiar with the area and seek out the parsonage near the church. After knocking on the door, I glance around, my chest tightening as I study the towering oak that brushes up against a window on the uppermost level. I imagine Skye bold, b
Promised to the father, married to the son Seaking shelter
*Skye* It's the very worst place I could come, but I have nowhere else to go. Knocking on the servants' door, I hold my breath, striving not to think about what might have gone through Ben's head other than a great deal of pain considering how much he'd imbibed when he awoke this morning to find me gone. Would he have even cared or would he have thought good riddance? A servant opens the door, blinks at me, furrows his brow, and I know he's trying to place me. "I'm here to see Miss Sophie." "What is the nature of your business?" "It's personal." In my bag, I have several calling cards that Ben had given me when we arrived in New York, in the event I made morning calls. He had such faith in me garnering the love and respect of Society, of being welcomed, of being accepted as his wife. Instead, I've merely managed to ruin his life. And I'll ruin it further if I hand over a calling card and anyone discovers that Mrs. Archer is very familiar with Mistress Row. "Just inform her that
Promised to the father, married to the son A missing wife
*Ben* I awaken with my head feeling as heavy as my heart. I rather wish that I hadn't asked Skye about her history with Beaumont because I have a strong need to go find him and pummel the man to within an inch of his life. I have catched glimpses of her innocence when she kills spiders, falls into the arms of a waiting servants, and laughs, dancing her fingers over the piano keys. I wish I had known her before Beaumont tore away her guilelessness, although I recognize that I would have considered her too pure for the likes of me, giving her little thought because she would have been likable and the last thing I wanted was a woman I could fancy. How ironic then that I ended up with one I could love. I shouldn't have come to her, should have resisted, but where she is concerned, I had no resistance from the moment I opened the door to her. I curse her for bringing a loneliness to my life that I had never before experienced. I never had any trouble sleeping alone, and now I despise
Promised to the father, married to the son Her whole story
*Skye* I lie on my side beneath the covers, staring at the pale moonlight filtering in through the windows. My life has been a series of escapes, of running away, each one leading to something worse than what had come before. Reading the gossip Magazines, I never considered the rich to be very noble. The men are womanizers; the ladies are silly chits who care only about gowns, money, and dance partners. None of them have real troubles or concerns. Through Montie, I havd learned they are a selfish lot concerned only with their own wants and needs. The other mistresses I have known saw the upper crust of society as a means to an end. Nice residence, fancy clothes, fine jewelry. And if it means giving up one's good name and reputation, they think it worth it for all they gain to be spoiled and pampered, even if it means indulging the whims of a specific gentleman anytime day or night. To be his bird in a gilded cage, to sing when prompted, to keep silent otherwise. Mistresses mistaken
