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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

Tailorman with another lady?- Part 2

James Heathcliff stood on the other side of the room, with his back facing the King as he spoke to the guests who were acquainted with Lady Catherine. 

"You must have met James during the time of the ball which was hosted by the King," said Lady Catherine to one of the couples who had come to greet them and was curious about the good looking man who stood next to her, "James was kind enough to accompany me to the ball."

"How kind," said the woman who was eyeing the man next to the lady, "It is good that you have a partner, Lady Catherine. Peter was out of town for work, and I didn't have any dancing partner," laughed the lady at the end, who was plump and who appeared to be in her late forties. 

"They must have been intimidated by you, my dear," stated the husband of the woman who placed his hand around his wife's waist. 

"You mean they were scared of me," replied the woman to laugh again before she said, "So James, what do you do?"