Emily was looking at the fabric stash that she wanted to buy for the newest curtain drapes that she had in mind for another one of the rooms at the townhouse. However, she did not know if she had to use the yellow curtains just because the butler had been calling that room the 'yellow room'. "I thought that would be the right choice, but what if it simply defeats the purpose of that and people might be thinking of something else?" she mumbled to herself as Emily was touching and feeling the fabrics that brought her joy to match in the yellow room.That was until she bumped into someone."Oh!" Emily exclaimed as she turned to look at the person that she bumped into, a smile was plastered to her face. "I'm sorry! I didn't there was someone there. I should have been looking where I was going," she said before the other person, a young woman, turned to stare at her face. Emily gasped as she knew who she was.Felicity Habiet.The other woman was blinking her eyes before she was stepping clo
Ian was pushing Emily against the oak door of the dining hall when the servants had been dismissed by him. Then, he claimed her mouth like something that he had been starving for. Emily moaned in the kiss that they shared before she was wounding her arms around his neck and her leg was wrapped around his torso. When Ian was satisfied tasting his wife after a hectic day at the Stone Tower, he released her, touching their forehead together. Emily chuckled softly, licking her lips with her tongue and making his cock jerk at the sight.Ian groaned. "You're such a wicked lady, my love," he stated as Emily's brown eyes were staring innocently at him. He smirked, knowing that Emily had wrapped him around her little fingers. Then, her wife was pushing him away as she went to the table and looked at the food that the Cook has prepared for their supper. Emily smiled before turning to wait for Ian to pull her chair so that Emily can take her seat. Ian smoothed his silk waistcoat before walking be
"Tell me what, Ian?" Emily asked as she was uncrossing her arms, walking the distance that separated her from her husband. Ian seemed flustered but to her, he always seemed that way after she returned from Molftus Market. Perhaps, it was because of the missive that I sent him rather than telling him that I wanted to go out yesterday, Emily thought as she was biting her lower lips before putting her hands on his hard chest. Ian was looking at her, his amber eyes were turning to pure obsidian whenever his inner Demon was close to the surface. Emily smiled as she was hugging Ian, waiting for him to tell her what he needed to tell.After all, they made a promise that they would never keep secrets between them anymore. Not after Emily almost went away when Ian told him about his darkest secret. And now, Emily was holding her darkest secret as well."Well? Will you tell me or not, my love? I'm waiting," she whispered as she was crushing her breasts against his chest. Ian was drawn to that er
Emily and Ian broke their fast together as she was looking at her husband. Ian was looking suave with the black Ditto suit as his breeches, waistcoat, and coat were matched. Emily was looking at him up and down as Ian was sipping on his blood-laced tea as Emily was eating her scrambled eggs. Then, she sipped on her blood-laced tea as well before dabbing her mouth and clearing her throat. "So, will you be gone long, my love?" she asked as Ian was turning the pages of The Island. Then, he was closing the papers when Ian was focusing his amber eyes on her. Emily smiled when she saw that Ian was smirking at her."Why, my love? Are you anxious to have me again in your bed, Emmy?" her husband asked her as Emily was tracing her eyes all over his body. His muscular, hard chest, broad shoulders, and his powerful thighs.Those power thighs made her scream for hours last night.Emily covered her eyes as she knew that her iris were all pure obsidian right now. She knew that her inner Demon was sho
Ian sighed as he was looking at the map of the recent riots that were happening all over the island before he rubbed his face with his hands, wanting to get out of the courtroom as soon as he possibly could. But of course, Nick has another plan coming for them when he saw the duke was pulling some other ledgers that went way back in the ancient time when The Origins perhaps lived. Ian arched his eyebrow at him. "Seriously? Do you want to look at the ledgers now? But it's almost morning and I don't think that we to spend the night at the Stone Tower when we have our wives to warm our beds," he stated as Nick shrugged. The duke was smirking."Well, Becca would not be minding when I am busy with the tenants' payment as Becca called my tasks at the Stone Tower," Nick chuckled softly before he was sighing. "Perhaps I am missing my wife dearly as well, Ian," Nick said, rubbing his mouth as Ian was snapping his finger at him."See? I told you we can pick this up tomorrow. Perhaps we have bett
Emily was stunned. She did not know what was happening until she was falling into the divan that she occupied earlier, planning on how to bring her husband down. But of course, it was not him that was down this time, it was herself that was giving in when Ian was kissing her on the lips. Oh, Gods, her husband can truly kiss with that perfect mouth as Emily was moaning inside the kiss. She was gripping the armrests when Ian was whispering against her mouth, their hot breaths mingled together. "Will you insult me again, Emmy? Or will we have to do this all night when I know that we can have something else in mind that will give us the release that we need," he whispered before Emily was hissing at him."You are not going to share my bed tonight, Ian. Not now, not ever," she said before her husband just chuckled at her attempt to be intimidating. His obsidian eyes were locking with hers. Emily knew that her eyes were pure obsidian as well when color faded from her sight. Great, the last t
Lord Edwin Moore, who was now known as Edwin Ortiz, a fisherman from Chentersea, was looking at the grand townhouse where his alleged sister was living with her husband. He did not know what he was doing, writing the letter stating that he would love to have a visit with her if Lady Emily Hassildor, the marchioness of Kain, would accept his humble self.And accepted, he did. Edwin stepped down from the hackney that he got in Grea before he went to the residential area of the gentry in the capital. He was nervous to meet his only sister when he cannot remember that he had a family member when he has washed ashore on Chentersea. Edwin gulped as the hackney stopped and before he could pay for his transportation, someone had handed the money to the driver as he stepped down from the carriage."Thank you, my lord. Have a good day," the driver said before he whipped the reins and the hackney moved forward, leaving Edwin alone as he was looking at the couple that was lavishly dressed in the
Edwin was looking at her sister who was looking adoringly at her husband. He knew that Emily loved Ian and Edwin can sense that the marquis of Kain was a very good man. But can Edwin trust him enough not too hard his sister while he was away again? Edwin focused on the choker that Emily wore, knowing what that meant.Knowing that Lord Dorian Hassildor, the marquis of Kain, was one of them. And he had converted Emily to his side.Edwin sighed, looking at the tea before sipping it. He knew that coming here was a mistake but he cannot leave Emily to be with her husband. But it would seem that he was mistaken for Emily had vowed to be with Ian forever. And perhaps I have to make do with that fact now, he mused before Edwin was smiling at the young couple. He put his teacup down, smiling as he was intertwining his fingers together. "Well I suppose I tell you why I ask for this visit with you, Emily," Edwin said as he was taking a deep breath. Then, he spoke his true intention of the visit.
ARABELLA“It is a shame that our king and queen were lost and drowned in the shipwreck. Our condolences to Princess Arabella and the Duke of Belikov,” someone from the Higher Court said as I was holding the champagne in my hand. I smiled before I nodded at him and drank my wine. ItWas bubbly but nothing was much worse than pretending that I wanted to be here.I just wanted to be left alone but of course, Niklaus will not let me have my moment.After that, the Lords of the Higher Court were looking at each other before I put the glass down. Then, Lord Davenport spoke as he cleared his throat.“Princess, as we all know, you are in mourning for two weeks and I understand if you think this discussion will not be gracing your ears, but I must insist that you will hear it nonetheless,” he said before I was looking at him, arching my eyebrows.“And what matter is it that you are trying to tell m
ARABELLAI don’t know what to say but to stare at the bodies that the royal guards assured me. I was not going to cry, but when Niklaus hugged me and told me to be strong, tears were starting to accumulate in my eyes.Heat swelled behind them before I was blinking my eyes as I turned to look at my cousin. He was looking solemn before he was patting my shoulder.“Stay strong, Ara. You know you can do it,” he said before I turned to see that he had ordered the guards to put the king and queen’s bodies away before the funeral tomorrow. I looked after the white sheets that covered them and as always, the tears were not coming out.I will not cry. I will be strong. I cannot let them beat me, I reminded myself before I took a deep breath and I went out of the hallway as I was going to my room. Preferably to sleep it off and just to think this was a nightmare.A real nightmare.The next morning came, and I h
Marsh went into the study room and he went up to the decanter that has all sorts of poison for his choice. He took the rum and poured it down into a glass before he was sipping it in one go, leaving a burning taste of it inside his throat.He stopped his glass midway when he was turning on all his senses to hear something. Someone was coming for him and it took all his might not to turn to look at the lady that has been attracting his attention from the start.Marsh knew that it was not good for her and himself if he was to deny their attraction to one another. It was one thing that he hated about the match that was being made by the queen.He sighed before he was sipping on the rum as his wife was making her way into the study room.“You’re wrong,” she said as she was panting when she was coming to stand in the doorway as Marsh was trying to ignore the demon that wanted to claim her inside him.’Mine,’ it sai
Ava was sipping on the wine as the ladies were talking with each other and she was one of them as well. The Duchess of Belikov, Becca was smiling as her best friend, Emily, the marchioness of Kain were talking with each other.“I cannot believe that Daniel’s cousin is finally married. And here we are trying to figure out the man myself but here we are talking to his wife right now. How do you not know that your husband’s cousin was in town, Caroline?” the ladies asked my best friend before she shrugged.“Hey, I am not in this family for so long and I am not his maid. Daniel did not know that he was getting married until we had the invitation,” Caroline said as she was sipping on the wine. I smiled.“At least, we will not be playing with the queen’s matchmaking anymore. It was hard when she wanted our husbands to find a bride and to think that she had a say in anything,” Jessie said as she was shaking her head. I pondered on that.“Yeah, Niklaus and I met
Ava has been flustered after the vows that they exchanged in the church earlier. She could not think straight as she was trying to make sure that everything was going exactly like she planned for Marsh to be surprised when she walked down the aisle in a sensual dress and the men were looking at her.She managed that moment as Marsh was not talking to her after the vows and when they had to leave for their reception, he was still not talking to her. Not in the carriage, certainly not when they have to greet their guests for their wedding celebration.Not until Marsh was planning something to her for going against his wish with the wedding gown.“Welcome, how are you? Where is Harold?” Marsh greeted Lord Davenport and his wife as they were coming through the front door of their fortress. Ava sighed inwardly as she knew tonight would be the first night for her to be spending at her new household, in which she was the mistress.Not her mother.
Ava walked to the study room that her mother insisted she come. She just got out of the bath and she was ready to take on a new thought before she heard some conversation inside the room. And it was about her, none the wiser.“…I will be in touch then, Lord Randolph,” the familiar voice came from inside the room as the servant opened the door for Ava to enter. It was her mother who spotted her first before she was greeting her.“Ava, dear, would you like some tea? His Lordship was about to leave as he thought he would not be meeting you,” her mother said with a glistening shine in her eyes that made Ava want to know what they were talking about in the first place. She was aware that it was about her, so might as well get some information about it.“You waited for me?” Ava asked Marsh as she was locking her eyes with his. He smiled before her mother was fussing over them and they were not the only ones that wanted to be
Marsh was looking at himself in the mirror, standing from head to toe. He sighed as he was tying the cravat onto his neck. This is not what I had in mind when I was coming back here, hosting a dinner party for the queen and her seneschal, Marsh thought before a knock disturbed him.“Come in,” he said before the old butler was coming into the bedchamber. He was smiling at him before the butler bowed to him.“The guests are here, my lord,” the old man said as Marsh was nodding at him. He was looking at himself for the last time before he took the cravat and put it inside his waistcoat.“Are the seneschal and his family here as well?” he asked the butler before the old man nodded.“Aye, my lord. And the daughter is a pretty one. I think the young queen has chosen well,” the butler said as Marsh frowned at him. If the butler did not know about this matter, Marsh would certainly make some other arrangement as wel
Ava was smiling at the carriage ride as she was holding hands with Marsh right now. She did not know when this developed but after that kiss that they shared, she knew that she was being courted by this lord.Is this what it felt like to be courted to marry? Ava smiled as she felt the hand that was squeezing hers. She turned to look at Marsh before he smiled upon her.“I see that you are quite content with yourself, darling,” he said as he used the endearment that was only reserved for someone dear to them. And right now, Marsh was using that on her. Her heart was beating fast before she blushed and smiled shyly as Marsh was pulling her closer.This is heaven, Ava mused before she was looking at the mansion that was standing still in front of her. She gave the directions to get to her house but she did not classify which one was hers.She just hoped that Marsh did not want to come and greet her parents. She was not ready for
Ava was riding the horse astride as she knew that people might be surprised to see a Lady riding a horse without her riding habits.How come I wear that when I have a date with a potential suitor? Ava thought grimly before she pulled the rein. She stopped in front of a stable as the stable boy was holding her horse.“How much for a day?” she asked before the boy looked at her.“A Tellu, ma’am,” he said as Ava nodded at him before paying him the money and walked to the center of the Square as she was waiting for her date to show up. But Ava did not have to wait since she was spotting Marsh from afar as he was smiling brightly at her and her heart skipped a beat.Control, Ava, control, she reminded herself as she was smiling when she was looking at the man in front of her.“You’re early, my lord,” Ava said as she curtsied to him. Marsh smiled before he took her hands and kisse