Cinderella Farmington P.O.V.
“Get up your ass Cindy, Mother is calling you"Theresa screehes aggressively at me.
Well, I guess that's the perfect way to start my morning!
I opened my eyes and unfortunately had the pleasure of seeing Teresa standing in my room by my bed.
“What? What time is it?”I mumble, still feeling drowsy and tired. I barely got any sleep last night, I was tossing and turning all night, so I only had a few hours of sleep.
“It’s ten o’clock and you were supposed to be up ages ago. All the animals need feeding and Mother wants you to run to town to get her dress from the modiste and groceries. Get a move on it,” Teresa orders, I felt relieved since they were treating me the way they normally do. It's a good sign!
A part of me was a little bit worried that pricilia might have recognized me last night but it seems they're all oblivious“All right, all right.
The next day..... Pricilia Farmington P.O.V. “Are you expecting someone?”Theresa says as she approached the door. "Let the footman get the door Theresa"I grumble out, sighing as she opened the door anyway... “Is this the residence of Miss…”A familiar voice says, a little muffled but also aggressive, I moved my daughter out of the way... "It's you. I thought I forbade you from entering into this Estate. Your presence isn't needed or do you want me to let the footman throw you out?”I sneer out in disgust as I stared at Cassy. One of Cindy's old friends which I of course warned off, we don't want this substandard impoverished low class children filling her already stupid head with stupid advice... "What are you doing here? You may not be of the noble class but you're still a peasant and of the poor class. State your busi
King Alaric's P.O.VThe Night of the ball....."You need to calm down"My best friend and advisor says to me again."You know you're the worst, right?"I says to him dryly..."Yeah I know, Patience. Don't lose your head over a girl, she'll be here. You organised this very ball to meet her again didn't you?"He asks with a quirky and arrogant look on his face.."I think I get it now"I say smiling at him"Get what?"He ask confused"Why you have no friends, too arrogant for your own good"I say laughing at him as I shake my head ...“Well you can insult me if that will make you feel better but am only telling you the truth. She'll be here and am sure you'll know when she gets here, you both are connected now"He says witfully.."I wonder how she looks, because I've never seen you so shaken since bridget"He says dryly as he arched his perfec
"Heavens child, there you are, Have been searching for you"A familiar voice says, a voice I would remember anywhere, Pricilia's voice snapped me back to reality and my heart practically stopped when I realized who was with her...Bloody Barton!Blood rush to my ears and anger swamp through my body like a raging tornado. This is what she wants, this has been her plan all along, she won't even let me talk or explain. She's cornered me yet again, I mean what was the essence of her forcing me to this ball when she already has the intention of telling the king herself..I guess she gets her kicks from seeing me suffer!All along she's been planning to make me look like a fool Infront of the king, she wants to see me humilated too . Must she really go this far?“Your fiancé has been searching for you"Pricilia says smirking and smil
Cinderella Farmington's P.O.V. I found the door in the back of the ballroom and I ran, rushing through the long, dark corridors, not giving a hoot about where I might end up. My life is a mess, my soul feels like it's been torn to a thousand pieces. Staying in the same space with those two conniving creants in my life might just make me go mad. I moved away from the ballroom, walking and racing away untill I couldn't hear the orchestra playing.. my chest suddenly feels so tight, and it burned as I tried to catch my breath. I stopped my endless running as I spot a marble staircase, it looks familiar to the one the king escorted me through into his tower. I climb up through the marble staircase hoping and wishing it leads me straight to him, with every step I took darkness looms over me and my insecurities flares right back up.. What if I do bump into the king, will he agree to lis
Cinderella Farmington P.O.V.The dance was still on going when I managed to slip back into the ballroom, I silently hoped and prayed Pricilia didn't look for search for me. As I walk into the ballroom I could notice Pricilia's daughters talking to some good-looking men who seem really uncomfortable by them..They seems all pushing, Susanna seems to be hovering around a very handsome baron with her breasts on display. I guess she's hoping that move to be a thirst trap but it seems he looks rather irritated by her presence.I guess being forward isn't attractive!Prince Aldrich seems to be enjoying himself on the dance floor with his Future bride as they walzted and dance to the rhythm of the orchestra, he looks happy smiling down at his future bride..“Cindy Farmington, where in god's name have you been"Pricilia hurries to my side saying with clenched teeth.&nb
Cinderella Farmington P.O.V."Will she be okay?"A familiar voice says echoing in my mind as I struggle to lift up my eyelids."She should regain consciousness right about now"A perky voice says and then I could hear footsteps of someone leaving the room...I drowsily opened my eyes, glancing around the room."Where am I?"I asked confused as I looked around trying to figure out where the hell I am. I let my eyes glaze over the new surrounding I found myself and then it hit me, I suddenly realized that am not in my room in the attic. I stare at myself and realized my gown has been changed into a nightdress."Thank God you're okay"A familiar voice says rushing to my side with a worried and concerned look on his face."What happened? Where Pricilia?"I ask suddenly remembering the whole fiasco that went down before I blacked out.
Cinderella Farmington P.O.V The room is dark and only lit by fire, there's not even a window in sight. Pricilia is chained up, from her legs to her hands, this is the first time am seeing the great Lady pricilia vulnerable. She looks like shit, her beautiful and luxurious hair that has always been pinned so neatly on the top of her head is scattered all over her face. She look like she's been involved in a cat fight, streaks of blood evident on her face and her hair and once gorgeous dress now covered in dirt and mud. "You pox-marked, pus-filled, vagrant, tooth-spitting, filthy, villainous, wretch!"She suddenly spits out in anger as she noticed my presence. "Okay that's a lot of words"King Alaric says clearing his throat sternly.. "I guess we don't have to resort to torturing you to get you talking"I say dryly at her. "Were you responsible for the death o
Prince Aldrich's Theano"Do you know where my father is?"Prince Aldrich says loudly as he stared at his man servant Sean who looks quite scared and intimidated.."He's busy...with the queen"Sean replies stuttering with his words, prince Aldrich turned to stare at Sean with a suspicious look on his face but then it dawned on him as he then realized what he meant by "The King" being busy..."GET OUT!"Prince Aldrich screams in frustration as he drags his hand running them through roughly on his beautiful styled hair!The man servant quickly shuffled away from the prince's chambers!!The past few weeks has been hard for prince Aldrich infact it's been an internal battle for him inside his head. Aldrich cares a lot about his father. King Alaric has been the only parent figure he ever had. His mother died just after his birth and it still kills him because a part of him believes
Thanks for all the love and for all those who paid to read my book.. I've got so much love for you.. Like I said, chasing the Courtesan will be finished the first part is done but I'll be releasing another which will hopefully be signed here on goodnovel, also I'm working on Morgan's story too... It's going to be titled Possessing Morgan, am in love with her character and am not willing to let it go either, she was a supportive and good Friend to Leslie so I think she deserves a story too... Check out the prologue I wrote and drop your comments on what you think... prologue..... A month ago Morgan's P.O.V.
Damien's P.O.V.One year later.Damien strokes his hands down his wife’s waist . A warm summer wind blows through the open doors of the bedroom, carrying with it the scent of the sea and the sound of our son laughing as he plays in the sand outside below with one of the island staff’s sons.A deep feeling of peace filled me...the hungry part of my soul has gone quiet. We're currently in one of my private Island, the very first family vacation with the whole three squad. Me, Leslie and memory.After the whole ordeal last year, with the attention of the press on us. We decided to spend the new year on one of the many islands I own.Leslie smiled up at me, with her Auburn curls glowing like a halo around her head in fiery contrast to the white of the pillow, I could feel myself getting hard for her. Again.‘You should probably go down,&rs
Leslie P.O.V.So days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months. As time flew by we all grew closer, even my parents seems to be much normal well not that normal since they don't obey the No PDA rule. I now have a baby brother, dad decided to name him Jax. He's a cute little bundle which makes me more thrilled about the arrival of my baby. The much anticipated day of September 20 finally came yet no labour contraption. I feel no pain at all except from the constant pain I had in my hips, which I could definitely handle.It isn't easy being pregnant, I eat more than I usually do, well am a food lover so I don't mind. Although I sleep a lot and get tired easily, there was a time I almost slipped on the floor.Typical Leslie right.Thankfully Damien caught me,My doctor checked my cervix yesterday to see if I was dilated at all. I'm happy when she sai
Leslie's P.O.V.I don't see why we have to eat out?"I ask Damien as we got out of the car in front of a very luxurious looking restaurant Damien decided it was time to make our first official appearance as a couple in public by going to a very public and popular restaurant frequented by the high class and the rich.“I know but I think it's time to shut the mouths of those vipers, don't you think?. Besides Morgan went through great length to prepare a gift for you, you should be there at the unvieling.” He says as he adjusts his tux taking my hands in his as we enter into the restaurant.We were welcomed by the host,As we stepped in. The looks on everyone face was priceless as they stared at my swollen stomach with Damien by my side. As we moved inside I then spot Vivian sitting by the table we were directed to, our eyes locking on each others. She then glides over to us with a sore look on her f
3 days before Leslie's arrival.Morgan's P.O.V.“Morgan meet Xavier, a good friend of mine”Damien says as he motions with his hand introducing me to a handsome hunk.With golden locks, his handsome bronzed face and body that shone like gold. Broad shoulders and perfect curvy full lips with his green eyes dancing with mischief with a smirk that screams “I Know you want me"!“Yeah yeah now that we're done with the introduction, what do you plan on doing with that bitch Vivian”I say, trying not to let my body reactions to this Xaiver guy take the reigns of my brain.“She organized a board meeting outside of the company with the shareholders. Which means a lot of things, I think she's going to try to threaten you with the company.” Xaiver says as he stretched those sexy leg of his.“You know I started “BOYCE CORPORATION&rdq
Leslie's P.O.V.My head gives a resounding sound.Lifting my eyelids I wake up with a heavy feeling of In my head. I look around slowly trying to figure out where I am. I then realized that I'm currently back home, back at the mansion. Staring at the glass like wall to see it's already night time. I then vaguely wonder how long I've been out.Trying to sit up I spot Damien asleep in a couch beside the bed. Seeing him made me feel guilty for all the nasty things I did to him. It was wrong of me to have deprived him the chance to clear things up, instead of waiting I ran away. I made a huge mess of the situation, like I always do.” I thought as tears begins to slip from my eyelids slowly, weeping a bit loudly now as I could not hold back my emotion any longer.Damien wakes up looking around alarmed and then rushes to me taking me into his arms. just then the door slams open and a nurse rushed in, l
Leslie's P.O.V.It's the sixth month of my pregnancy and sitting uncomfortably on an airplane might not be one of the brightest move I've made. I hate the fact of being squished into a small seat. I even bought a first class ticket this time at the expense of my bank account which may or may not be throwing curses at me . Even with everything am still uneasy and uncomfortable it feels like there's not enough room for me no matter how I twist and turn.I informed my doctor about my flight back to New York and she advised me that after this journey I should not do it again untill the baby is born.As of my return back home no one knows yet, apart from Morgan. With the difficulty of moving around without not getting noticed annoyed the hell out of me I could feel prying eyes but I just ignored it.Outside the airport I try to hail a cab and making sure not to attract any attention from anyone.&nbs
Leslie's P.O.V After the flight from NYC, I made it to Seattle with no harm. Thankfully, there were no paparazzi around as I left the airport. I was able to get myself a cab and hurried home . The gates were locked when I reached my destination. I press the buzzer, informing Celia that I've arrived. She promptly opens the gate by the controls letting the cab into the house. See Celia has always been a very close cousin and relative of mine, we played together, ate together , went to school together and we were romies with me, Morgan and her back in college. Although she's the first to tie the knot in our group moving to Seattle with her husband. She greets me outside with her husband, Gareth, as they both helped me with my luggage. Gareth pays the driver for me as Celia helps me into the house. Once inside, Gareth locks the door and rushes to me giving me a tight hug.
Leslie's P.O.V. Okay! Have had enough! Remember the package, Vivian's been yapping about, well it was very well received. After getting home that day, I witnessed Damien hugging the strange georgous lady. When I asked who she was. He reacted so cold , distant and felt like a stranger. He left and zoomed off with her, mustering something about being back before dinner. The bitch even smiled at me waving her hands in a cherry manner and I just stood helplessly watching as he slipped right out the door with her. "There's no way I'm going to cry for this man". I whisper softly as I crash into my bed. "I will not"! "I Damn won't! "My eyes did say otherwise, as hot tears burn and tremble at the precarious edge of my eyelids. Please don't fall, please don't fall"I chant silently. I don’t want to let the