BRIELLE’S POVBrielle observed Madeline's jaw drop open after her final question. She had anticipated the reaction, just as she had observed Madeline's gaze remaining fixed on the black leather bag in her hand. Brielle tried hard not to show the fear in her expression as the awful feeling within her continued to stir. She was more afraid after watching Madeline and Lady Delilah's conversation through the window. Brielle thanked her body for not slowing down and succumbing to slumber as she reflected on her difficulty sleeping. She would have missed the show if she had given in to slumber.She’d been wide awake and alert when she heard the car drive in, and she had rushed out of her bed and straight to the window to see who had arrived at the mansion. It didn't surprise her that it was Lady Delilah's jeep, but she was taken aback when she saw Madeline smiling and talking with the mistress, even taking a bag from her. Brielle had no idea what Madeline was up to with the mistress
DARIUS POVDarius had arrived at his destination a few hours before, and he was settling in after a long and exhausting journey. The hotel suite reserved for him screamed elegance and luxury. It had everything he needed, and Darius adored the space. He was putting his clothes away in the gold-plated wardrobe when he heard a knock on the door. Whoever it was didn't even wait for his consent or approval before swinging open the door, and in walked the porter who had shown him around the suite moments before. "Is anything the matter?" Darius immediately inquired, turning around with a slight smile on his face. "Not much, just special requests regarding your preferred menu and items you'll require during your stay here." The young man appeared to respond by handing over a paper, which he immediately collected. Running his gaze through the lists, the minutes passed in silence until Darius was finished. Moving closer, heads bowed, and fingers pointed at the paper, Darius made some a
BRIELLE’S POVBrielle couldn't sleep. Her mind was flooded with thoughts she couldn't keep track of, just like the previous nights. As she was tossing and turning for the umpteenth time, she began to recall her earlier conversation with Madeline. Brielle couldn't believe Madeline was now so close to Lady Delilah, and she couldn't shake the feeling that the two of them were up to something sinister. Something that kept making her stomach churn, and she despised the sensation. “No, no!” She exclaimed loudly, turning around on her bed and furiously shaking her head. She wasn't going to think about Madeline or Lady Delilah. This evening, she didn't want anything or anyone to ruin her mood. Sitting upright, chewing her nails furiously, not caring that she could injure herself in the process, Brielle’s thoughts wandered to Lord Darius, and she clenched her thighs in embarrassment, a blush creeping up her cheeks.Had he arrived at his destination? Brielle sighed, shrugging her should
BRIELLE’S POVThe sun rays from the nearby open windows shone straight down on Brielle's eyes, and she was sitting up on the bed in an instant. Blinking her eyes slowly and rubbing furiously at them so she could see well, Brielle slowly opened her eyes, yawning loudly.It was morning again, another day where she would sit alone from morning to night doing nothing. Thinking about Lord Darius almost every time didn't automatically translate into any duty, and she let out a small smile at the thought of him again. Yawning again, Brielle calculated in her head that it was just three days since the Lord of the manor had embarked on his journey, and shrugging her shoulders, eyes swooning, a blush crept up her cheeks.She missed him so much… so much that it hurt, and she didn’t know what to say about this. ‘He doesn’t give a fuck about you, Brielle….’ She tried to remind herself, but she still thought of him.Not to mention her nights were filled with satisfying orgasms she had while ple
MADELINE’S POV"Are you all set for tonight?" When she heard Lady Delilah's voice, Madeline's face lit up, and she leapt from the bed she was sitting on. She'd been waiting for the mistress since she’d been summoned. However, when she arrived, Madeline was told she'd gone out on a quick errand. Making use of the free time, she’d been so lost in her thoughts, seated on the bed and fidgeting her fingers anxiously as her mind drifted, that she probably hadn't heard Lady Delilah come in. “Yes, ma…” Madeline trailed off, curious about what had been said earlier because she didn’t quite catch a thing. "I'm referring to the mission. Are you all set for tonight?" Lady Delilah inquired again, a sinister smirk on her face, and Madeline's dark smile mirrored hers. "Yes, yes, I am fully prepared." She replied reassuringly, nodding once. "Wonderful, wonderful..." Lady Delilah said satisfactorily, and Madeline watched as the woman confidently paced around the room. Tonight, Brielle would be
DARIUS POVHalf-naked strippers in nothing but panties and bras flocked to Darius, but he politely declined their advances at every turn. He'd come to this bar at the request of one of his most important business clients, and they'd gotten halfway through their deal, but now they were resting. Sipping his whiskey and setting the glass cup in his hand on a nearby table, he straightened his suit and adjusted himself in his seat. Looking around, Darius noticed the supposed business client being sucked out by a naked lady on her knees, and he dragged his gaze away from the repulsive sight. Darius picked up his cup again, slightly ruffling his hair, and began to down the contents in large quantities, pouring more whiskey. While he sat casually looking around, more and more women approached him, but it never occurred to him to grab any of the blonde or brunette-haired ladies by the waist and have his way with them. He wasn't just feeling like it this evening, and if he slept with any o
BRIELLE’S POV The journey to the Jeep lining outside the castle felt tense and potentially deadly. Brielle was terrified by the ambient silence, which combined with the eerily quiet atmosphere safe for the sounds of birds and crickets chirping, and she felt as if she was walking to her doom. Lady Delilah had come to her room earlier, telling her about the supposed trip they were going on tonight, and the bad feeling she had been having for days had returned in full force. She couldn't shake the feeling, and each step she took increased her anxiety. The maids escorting her to the arranged vehicle all had nonchalant expressions on their faces, and she couldn't ask them anything because she knew they were as clueless as she was. 'Does she want to take you shopping?' 'Don't you think she has some other motivation for this?' 'I smell danger, Brielle.' This time she was mind-linking with her wolf, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't cut off the weak animal. Worse, she w
BRIELLE’S POVThe journey seemed to last an eternity. Brielle had already lost track of time since the Jeep started moving. She'd dozed off halfway through the journey, the cool night breeze lulling her to sleep, and now she was wide awake, her eyes alert as she looked around the car. Brielle noticed Madeline was wide awake, hands up her chin, and she seemed to be thinking seriously about something, thanks to her wandering eyes. At the same time, she opened her mouth to say something to her, but her pride and ego wouldn't let her, so she quickly closed it. She wouldn't be the one to initiate a conversation only to be ignored; she couldn't accept that. The conversation they had before the car started was a clear indication that Madeline was channeling her inner vest towards her. Brielle should have known before this time that Madeline didn't like her and was only using her for her benefit. Thankfully, her instincts had been correct when she decided to avoid a bit of Madeline, an