Todos los capítulos de Disgraceful : Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

That comment gave her a sudden stab of pain. She took a hurtful lungs of breath, wishing that emotion didn't find a way into her face. Polly regarded her warily, then asked,"Have you given yourself to him?" Ava reacted instantly as if she was just stung by a bee."No! I told you we just kissed." "Good. Next time never let him take advantage of you again." A moment of awkward silence dragged on several seconds. After some time, without quite looking at Polly, she murmured uneasily,"I still have to return to him to bind his wound,"She hesitated,"Or, will you do it for me?" "Jesus, no!!!"Polly spurned abruptly, her mouth twisted into a grimace. "All right, then. I must return to him now. I've made him wait too long."She turned away from her friend. Polly bored her gaze into her back, grumbled in annoyance."I can't believ

An hour later, they were arrived at Waterside Inn. He helped her mounting from the hackney and held her by the arm along the way, as though to keep her from running. She and Polly wore a cloak and a big shawl around their neck, covering almost all of their faces and hair. They cast down their eyes and tugged the hem of the shawl until it covered their mouth while heading to the concierge. From the way the concierge got on his feet quickly and approached him, Ava knew instantly that the staff recognized him. It was difficult to stay unnoticed with his unusual hair color. She was certain that his ripped, blood-stained waistcoat didn't escape the staff's notice, however the man wisely kept his gaze averted from the sight of the duke's disheveled appearance, and greeted him properly. Ava heard him muttering about bumping into some burglars on his journey and she could hear a little, although he said it in a low voice, he stated in an unmistakable tone to the staff t

A few hours later in the evening, Ashton tipped his head back, peering up the white, classical facade of Waterside Inn. He felt like a miserable fool, standing on the edge of the street for almost half an hour only to see the light in her window. He caught a movement beneath the white sheer curtains. The slender figure ceased to move, and the next second, the window pushed open. Her face appeared in the window frame. "Hey,"She called, peering down at him. She darted a look around, then her gaze drifted back to him."What are you doing out there at this hour?" "Just checking around."He replied shortly, looking up at her. She looked hesitated, but then she asked again, making a gesture with her hand."Do you want to go upstairs?" "No, I'm just about to leave."He looked away, staring idly at the empty street. "Wait."She said unexpectedly

Once they entered the lodgings, Ava understood instantly what the driver meant. Beyond the door was a bar full of men drinking beer and ale, chattering and laughing in loud voices. The men were not the kind she frequently met at her country. They were different. They looked dangerous, and, she noticed with a tingle of fear, savage. Most of the men were rugged, bearded and brawny, with a worn-out, grubby casual outfit. She couldn't really tell what exactly the men were. They didn't look like traveling farmers or merchants. They looked uncouth and uncivilized. The room was filled with an odor of male sweat, cheap spirits and cigarettes smoke. All eyes were drawn to her as she appeared on the door. Her breath caught at the outright lecherous gazes. She drew her shawl higher to cover her face and hurried to the doorkeeper, that seemed to be the owner of this place. The man was sitting behind a small table. She ignored a brazen whistle from somew

He crossed the room and stopped by the edge of the bed. She flinched in shock when he flipped off the bedcover. "Come here." Horrified, she stared at him open-mouthed."Please don't do this..." The very idea of what was going to happen made her blood run cold.  "I promise I will never run away from you again..." When she sputtered incoherently in anguished fear, he urged her impatiently."Come here this instant, or do you need some assistance?" She wheeled around and ran toward the door. Storming toward her, he took hold of her arm and tugged her along with him. She screamed, twisting and turning in his grip, but he swung her off her feet easily as if she was a rag doll, carrying her in his arms all the way to the bed.  Ignoring h