The reception was a short and tedious affair. It was small, but somehow nobles Edwina had never met before were able to crash the party. They surrounded her and introduced themselves, attempting to appeal to Edwina in any way they could.
She was quickly overwhelmed by their attentions, and couldn’t find a way to get to her own mother. Claiborne seemed to have just as little patience as her, and after only thirty minutes he drug her away and stuffed her in a carriage. They rode in separate carriages.
Once they had arrived at Claiborne’s estate, her new husband disappeared. He muttered something about last-minute business and left her alone with Mercy and her devilish companions. They wasted no time whisking Eddie off to another bath, where she was once again poked, tweezed and pruned. At this point, Eddie gave up on even trying to lift a finger. The maids would just get angrier and make everything hurt more.
They placed a satin nightgown over her head and toss
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“Yes, our honeymoon. Unfortunately, we won’t be going anywhere. We’ll just be staying here on the estate. I only have three days but I negotiated with His Majesty and got you a whole month off.”“A month! Talked to his Majesty? I can’t take a month off work!”“Are you sure? The king said you were ahead of schedule? He told me you had been working frantically up until the wedding.”“Well - I, I have been working a lot but I can’t be away from my work that long!”“Give it a week at least Eddie? If you want to go back to work after that I won’t stop you.”A week trapped in the Claiborne estate, away from all of her friends and her work. It sounded like torture. But maybe she could turn this into an opportunity. She could spend her time digging into Alex’s dirty little secrets, and when she returned from her honeymoon, maybe she would have enough evidence to
And then his lips were on hers, ferocious and possessive. The early kisses had been chaste pecks compared to this. He braced her and let her fall gently with her back on the bed. They came up for breath again. His ice-blue eyes were burning with passion and for a moment she was lost. No one had ever looked at her like that before. Like she was sexy and desirable. His burning gaze moved to look over her body and she couldn’t contain the full-body shiver that followed. She wondered how anyone had ever called him the Duke of Ice. There wasn’t a single part of him that was cold. His lips, his hands, his eyes were all burning, raising her temperature until she felt she was boiling. She panted attempting to regain her breath as his hands ran up and down her sides. He started to kiss her neck and trained kisses upward until he chuckled softly in her ear. She shivered. “Have you ever come, Eddie?” he whispered. A blush lit her cheeks and she swallowed hard. S
Alexander waited with bated breath, knowing this vixen could send him to heaven or hell. He had never realized he had this much passion inside of him. That day when he made the bargain, he knew beforehand that he wanted her as his wife, he didn’t know what emotions he would awaken with that decision. Alexander had spent the past few nights contemplating his feelings, analyzing them until he was sure he understood them completely. He was attracted to Edwina Knight, to her character and to her appearance. So he could say that he liked her. He liked his clothes a certain way. He liked his high end whiskey. He liked fine pieces of art. Whatever he liked, he made sure to possess. Anything that caught his fancy was guaranteed to become a part of his collection. Edwina was just another bauble. She was slightly different from a beautiful piece of jewelry or sculpture, though. She was a living breathing person, and thus obtaining her would be trickier
Eddie didn’t wake up the next day until after the sun had risen. She was alone in the bed. For a moment she wondered if it was all a dream. If she had fallen asleep alone on the night of her wedding and dreamed of a caring and passionate Alex. It had to have been a dream. There was no way the Duke of Ice could be so caring and warm. No way the man stopped when she asked. Men only cared about their own pleasure. Pure fantasy, that’s what she dreamed. And what was wrong with her for dreaming something like that? Was she frustrated? How could she be sexually attracted to a corrupt monster like Claiborne? Annoyed with herself, Eddie thrust the sheets off her and tried to get up. She swung the bed covers to the side and attempted to stand, except her legs felt like jello. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at herself. Small love bites covered decorated her body and her private parts sticky. Her cheeks filled with heat. She hadn’t imagined last
After all the decadence she had experienced so far, the size of the closet shouldn’t have surprised Eddie, but it succeeded in taking the air from her lungs.The “closet” was double the size of her office in the palace. The room was stuffed to the brim with all different sorts of clothes, from evening gowns to riding wear, in an extensive array of different colors. Luckily, the closet was arranged by type of wear, otherwise, it would have taken her hours to get ready just to find something proper to wear.When she emerged from the closet dressed in a green dress with beautifully embroidered accents, Alex only smiled and gestured toward the door. Eddie walked swiftly past him chin held high.Alex placed his hand right in the curve of her back, her nerves reacted to his touch. She refused to look at him. He continued chuckling and opened their bedroom door to lead her to the rest of the estate.He guided her through his estate from the kit
Ignorant of her thoughts, Alex tucked a stray hair behind Eddie’s ear. She glared at him and he chuckled.“No, thank you?” He teased.Eddie bit her lip and looked past him. The room was perfect, something she had never known she wanted until she saw it. She could see it becoming her favorite place.“Thank you,” she whispered.Alex’s bright smile caused Eddie’s heart to do a little flip. It was unadulterated joy. He was happy and proud of his gift, his eyes sparkling.Was this genuine? Did he really want to please her?He ducked close and kissed Eddie on the cheek, “Your welcome.” He whispered in her ear before pulling away, his blue eyes twinkling.“I do have to work today, so you’ll have to spend the rest of the day by yourself. I’m sure you’ll find a way to keep yourself entertained,” he smirked.“If you need anything just call for a mai
“Would you like to go for a picnic with me this afternoon?” Alex asked.“A picnic?” Eddie was curled up in a comfy wingback chair in her library cubby. She spent every morning there, curled up with a book, a cup of tea, and shortbread cookies the butler brought her.“Yes, I thought I could have the chef prepare a basket for us and we could explore the estate? I know a perfect spot and the weather is lovely today,” Alex gestured toward the window, a sheepish look on his face.Eddie stared out the window. The sun was shining and the sky was pure robin’s egg blue. She squinted. She was an indoor creature by nature and always more of a night owl than an early bird. She wondered if she would shrivel to nothing if she went outside in the midafternoon sun. She glanced at Alex.He was fidgety and smiling. He seemed excited. His hand in his pockets one moment than running through his hair the next.Sighing, she nodd
Alex had laid a thick picnic blanket on the ground and spread out different snacks and bite-sized hordoeurves. He was pouring some sort of champagne when she wandered up. He was smiling but as soon as he looked up at her, his expression dropped. “Stop!” Eddie stopped in her tracks, “What? Was it?” “I took my eyes off of you for one second and you’re covered in dirt!” “Dirt?” Eddied looked herself over and blushed. Crouching near the creek had gotten mud all over her shoes and a little on the bottom of the skirts. Alex put down the champagne glass and shuffled over to her, “Don’t step on the blanket. Here put your hand on my shoulder and take off your shoes.” She leaned against and slipped out of her shoes. Putting one stocking on the blanket and following with the other. “Much better, here you can sit here.” Alex handed her a champagne glass and sat down unnecessarily close to her. She attempted to lean away, a little o
Eddie readied for bed, but remained awake. She left a lamp on and pulled out a book, snuggled under the blankets she waited until Alex returned. The door opened just after midnight, and her husband snuck into the room. “You’re still awake? You should be asleep by now,” “I wanted to wait for you,” “Is something wrong?” “No, you look tired. What kept you?” “A client at the casino wanted to meet with me, and I couldn’t refuse. I made sure he wouldn’t hold me up again.” Alex’s eyes darkened. Eddie shuddered, her mind pondering all the ways the Duke of Ice could prove a point. Alex sauntered to the bathroom, and in less than fifteen minutes he returned. His hair was still wet, a towel wrapped around his hips. Water sluiced down his muscles and Eddie watched him, her gaze turning heated. Alex grinned mischievously and crossed the bedroom quickly. He drew her lips in for a kiss. Eddie closed her eyes, savoring the tast
(1 month later)"Well that was certainly exciting,” Lily took a sip of her tea. She looked stunning today, wearing her signature purple. Her dark hair was braided to the side of her head, with small flowers and crystals decorating the braid. Her makeup was perfect, her long lashes enhanced with mascara, and her complexion warm with a hint of blush.“I can’t thank you enough Lily. If it weren’t for you I don’t know what would have happened,” Eddie grabbed her friend’s hand. This was their first visit since Eddie’s kidnapping, and she was overjoyed to see her friend.The past month with Alex had been equal parts happy and frustrating. She loved Alex’s endless attention, but his overprotectiveness had reached new levels. Even though she was able to get out of bed a week after her attack, he refused to allow her to leave the bedroom for an extra week. He wanted to forbid visitors for two months, but Eddi
After a moment's pause, she asked “What happened to him?”She needed to know. Eddie didn’t want to think of Johannes after this and if she didn’t know what happened to him, she might spend her entire life glancing over her shoulder. Worried that he could be there, waiting to pounce and kidnap her again.Eddie didn’t want this incident to stay with her. She already knew she would flinch at men now, afraid that they might hit or harm her. She’d never had that fear before, but she would conquer it.Alex placed her hand back down on the comfort and retrieved another glass of water for her, “Alistair took him back to Arendel with him. It’s up to their King and Alistair to deal with him now.”“Alistair is their Crown Prince right? How do you know him?” She asked. Alex handed her the glass of water and waited for her to take a sip. Once she’d taken a few gulps he answered her question.
Eddie slept for two days. On the third day, she was able to stay up long enough to drink some broth and water. She promptly fell asleep afterward. Several doctors visited the estate to treat her wounds. There wasn’t much they could do besides disinfecting and bandaging her wounds. They prescribed some painkillers too, which Eddie took with breakfast and dinner.Alex barely left her room the entire time. He would pace frantically with worry. When the doctors came he would threaten and bully them, just to make sure they gave Eddie the best care they could. Eddie didn’t have the energy to scold him for his behavior, she merely watched loopy from her pain medicine, giggling at his antics before falling back to sleep.She woke up early in the morning on the fourth day, feeling well-rested and sore. She tried to sit up, but she felt a sharp pain in her arms and legs. Eddie slumped back into her pillows.Alex rushed to her side immediately. He gently lifted
She blinked at him in surprise. Eddie had no idea that Alex had any ties to the royal family of Arendel.She glanced up at Alex, his face serious, “Where was she, Alistair?”“A room in the basement, from the looks of it she’d been tied up there.”Alex’s grip on her arm tightened. She refused to look at him, her mind still reeling. She faintly heard Alex and Alistair discussing her, but her mind tuned them out as she took a look at her surroundings.She was in a seedy bar. The bar had been completely turned over. Broken plates, chairs, and tables littered the floor. In the center of the bar, several men were tied up, including Johannes.Eddie flinched when her eyes landed on him. She didn’t want him to have any more power over her, but the bruises and pain she felt were too fresh. Alex felt her flinch and he squeezed her gently, his arms still wrapped around her.“What happened?” she asked
He kept her there for days. She had no true idea how long she was there, no indicator of time other than his visits, each one more cruel and violent than the last. Johannes had gotten a taste of brutality and he reveled in it, finding new ways to taunt her and punish her.She never saw him leave, always fainted before he made his way out the door. Her legs and arms were bruised and battered, she was sure her face was a rainbow of color.She was grateful his hands never turned sexual. The thought of that brute’s hands made her want to retch.He left her on her side on the floor, during this time, but the last beating she received he’d propped her up, her chair finally back in an upright position. She smiled before her consciousness faded.The room was dark and she was alone when she woke up again. When she struggled the chair jostled a little. It was less stable than before. The left chair’s leg felt loose. She pulled against the chair le
Eddie’s consciousness returned suddenly. She gasped and her eyes popped open. Without thinking she began to struggle until she fell on the ground, knocking her head and disorienting her once again.She took deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. She looked around but saw nothing. She was in a dark room, with no light.She was seated in a chair, her legs tied to the chair legs, her hands tied behind the back. Splinters rubbed into her arms.She tried to let her eyes adjust, keeping them open even in the pitch darkness. Eventually, thanks to the light peeking around the door she was able to make out her surroundings.She was locked in a storeroom of some sort. Barrels of what she assumed were alcohol were stacked high up around her. A leaking drip-drip sounded in the corner of the room.She didn’t know how long she had been unconscious. It could have been hours or even days. The light from the door gave her no indication of time. It c
“Tell me about it,” Claiborne took another swig of his drink, “I mean how could I lose to that piece of garbage. I gave her everything she could ever want.” Lily felt no sympathy for Claiborne’s pity party. The sight was absolutely revolting. It did confirm Claiborne’s feelings, however. He must really love Eddie. If Claiborne found this letter, it could only mean one thing. Eddie did meet with Johannes and that bastard must have done something to her. Why would Eddie meet with him? The why wasn't it important right now. Lily knew in her gut that Johannes had done something to her friend. They needed to find out what happened to her. Maybe she needed to go to Thackery for help? Thackeray wasn’t the most subtle person. He never even knew about Eddie’s relationship with Johannes. Eddie was always afraid he would blab. This incident couldn’t reach society’s ears. A married woman disappearing from her husband’s estate and a suspicious letter. Even
Lily was welcomed into the manor by a sober-looking butler. He opened the door but did not gesture for her to come inside.“Welcome, Duchess,” the butler bowed, “How can I help you today?”“Where is he?” she asked, pushing past him to enter the manor. She handed her hat and gloves to a maid who appeared at her side. The butler cast a searing look at the maid. He clearly didn’t expect Lily to stay.“He’s not taking any visitors currently, my lady,” the butler scrambled to intercept her as she made her way deeper into the manor.“I don’t care,” Lily shoved past him, and further into the estate, “He will see me.”The butler and maid hesitated, worried about getting scolded, fired, or in some sort of trouble with their master. Lily sniffed. If they were fired she’d compensate them accordingly. There were bigger things at stake than their jobs right now.