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The Crown's Obsession

[Mature content 18+. No rape] "Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her. "What are you doing here?" she asked when his feet touched the ground and he pushed himself up to start walking towards her. His handsome features looked darker than usual because of the lack of light in the room. "I came to meet you," he tilted his head, "Where did you go?" "I went out for a walk," came the quick reply that had him smile, a smile that scared her the most. She took a step back when he came close to her. It didn't stop him from cornering her, and her back hit the wall behind her. He raised his hand towards her face, and she closed her eyes, scared. She shuddered when his fingers trail down from her temple and her jaw and neck. Her blonde hair was left open. "In the middle of the night?" she didn't answer him knowing he could decipher her lies through her words. He stepped closer that had her turn her face away from him and his words vibrated on the skin of her neck, "Did you go to meet him, my sweet girl?"

ash_knight17 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
868 Chs

Permission from the parents- Part 1

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Mr. and Mrs. Harris were in their room, waiting for the maid to leave the room, who had come to serve the morning tea. It was only a few minutes ago they were with their elder daughter Madeline before returning to their room. 

Mrs. Harris saw her husband walk towards the bed and take a seat at the edge of it, a sigh escaping his lips, and she went to place her hand on his shoulder. The maid had left the room a few seconds ago after bringing them tea. 

"You seem to be too tired. Did you not sleep well last night?" Mrs. Harris asked in concern. 

"I haven't been able to sleep well for quite a while now. I don't know if it is because of my age or if I am just worried about the possibilities of the future of our daughters," replied Mr. Harris while staring at the clean floor in front of him.

Another tired exhale escaped his lips, and Mrs. Harris came to sit next to him.