"Are you lost, my dear?" The stranger asked her as she was blinking her eyes. Becca tried to form sentences but she stammered instead. The stranger chuckled lowly. Then, Becca was clearing her throat before she glared at the man.
"No, my lord," she did not know if he was a gentry or not but it was never hurt to tell them, just to boost their ego. "I am merely looking around to take in the sight of the ballroom. It was mesmerizing that I cannot help but turn around, making myself look like a fool," Becca said sarcastically before the blue-eyed man was amused with her answer.
It usually worked the other way.
"Well, you must thank the host of this ball then. It is grand, I must admit," the stranger said before Becca was rolling her eyes. The tomes on her etiquette lessons would be cursing and her tutors would roll on their sleep as Becca was doing the things that a lady of the genteel breed should not do.
Talking sarcastically.
Rolling her eyes.
What's next? Scoffing?
"If you must know, my lord, I don't think I want to meet the host of this ball. I'm merely here because of my parents, in which I must find them right now. Excuse me," Becca said before the stranger was looking at her intensely.
"Why are you so against the ball?" He asked Becca before she blinked at him. Why indeed, she mused before she was smiling at the man.
"Well, my mother was determined to make sure that I will be landing a husband the next time we're at the ball. And tonight I am at one so I know that she will be plotting something behind my back. That is why I have to get going now," Becca said before she was about to gather her skirts when the stranger spoke.
"Would you give me a chance to dance with you, my dear?" The man said before Becca was looking at him. By the looks of it, he was handsome and wealthy. Becca just wished that he was not one of the Higher Court lords. If he was, her mother would flip with joy if this man asked her to marry him, Becca thought as she was considering the offer.
Becca was looking around and saw that her parents were nowhere to be found. She might as well just play it by ear and maybe they would turn up after her dance with this lord.
"May I know the name of the lord that was asking me to dance with him? As we all know, we cannot dance with a stranger," Becca joked before the stranger was smiling at her. He took her hand before he was kissing her knuckles. Becca felt butterflies in her stomach as she sucked on her breath as the lord was looking at her.
With his sharp blue orbs.
"Lord Niklaus Dragomir, at your service, milady. And may I ask your name now that you know mine?" Niklaus asked her before Becca was smiling at him.
"Lady Rebecca Davis but you can call me Becca, my lord," she said as she curtsied to him. Niklaus smiled.
"Call me Nick then," he replied as Becca was arching her eyebrow.
Again, her tutor would roll in their sleep at the lack of etiquette that Becca was showing.
"Isn't your name Niklaus?" She said before Niklaus chuckled.
"Shall we?" Niklaus said as he was offering his hand to Becca. She looked at it before she took it. Electrics were inside her veins before the butterflies intensified. What is wrong with me, she mused before Niklaus was guiding her to the dance floor. The crowd was parting around them before Niklaus was putting his hand on her lower back and the other was gripping her hand.
"Do you know how to dance?" He asked before Becca scoffed.
One more lack of manner.
"Of course, do you think I was raised in a barn?" Becca asked Niklaus before he chuckled. Then, they were dancing off. The musicians were playing the soft waltz on strings quartet as Becca and Niklaus were sweeping off their feet to the music.
"Do you always have people coming up to you and ask you for a dance after their conversation?" Niklaus asked Becca before she sighed.
"No, they would usually cower away and I was left to my own devices," she said as she was glaring at the lord in front of her. "Unlike someone that I know tonight," she mumbled before Niklaus laughed. His throaty voice was stirring something inside Becca as she was wishing that Niklaus would be staying with her throughout the night.
Wait, what?
"Hmm, I am glad to hear it. It seems that I was not offended by your words, my dear,"
"Do not call me 'my dear'. We barely know each other," Becca said as they were twirling and moving across the dance floor as the dim light from the gaslights was making Niklaus' blonde hair looked like a halo on his head.
"Well, you might want to think about that because," Niklaus said before he was moving his mouth to Becca's left ear as he whispered, "you never knew what the future holds, my dear," he said before the music ended and Becca was hearing her mother's voice.
"Darling, what are you doing there?" Lady Georgia asked Becca as she turned to look at her mother. Lady Georgia was looking at Becca before she smiled at her mother.
"Nothing, Mama, I was just—"
"Oh, we have been searching for you, Your Grace. It's a good thing that we found you with our daughter nonetheless," Becca's mother said before Becca was turning to look at Niklaus. He was smiling before her father was greeting Niklaus with his formal name. Becca paled after that realization.
"Your Grace, we are honored to be invited to the young queen's ball. You have outdone yourself again, Your Grace," her father regarded Niklaus as Becca was blinking her eyes. Wait, Your Grace was reserved for Duke of Belikov, which means Niklaus was—
"My pleasure and please enjoy the ball. I have to go now," Niklaus said as he turned to look at Becca who paled after his formal title was being called out by her father. "I hope to see you again, my dear," Niklaus said before he was kissing Becca's hand and went away. Her mother was gasping before Becca groaned inwardly. This is indeed the worst decision that I came to the ball, Becca mused before she was looking at the retreating figure Duke of Belikov.
*****
"Did you enjoy my little show?" Niklaus asked Ian as he was standing on the balcony again. He was sipping on the blood-laced wine before Ian chuckled.
"I have seen something much more entertaining than that," his friend said before Niklaus chuckled.
"Well, the lady in question did not know who I was until her parents came along to greet me with my title," Niklaus said before Ian was arching his eyebrow at him.
"What are you planning, Nick?" Ian asked Niklaus before he turned to regard his friend. Niklaus smirked.
"Something that will put the Higher Court and the young queen off my back," Niklaus said as he was looking at the family that he was determined to snatch the last daughter of Lord Matthew Davis for his personal gain. Lady Rebecca Davis, you shall be my bride when the time comes, Niklaus mused to himself as he was enjoying the sight of his future bride being smothered by her mother.
*****
Becca was sighing as she was taking the coat that the servant was giving to her. Becca put it on before she was walking out into the cold air as Becca was looking at her parents. Her father, bless his soul, has stopped her mother from asking too many questions.
Becca was thankful for that but she did not think that would stop Lady Georgia to get the answer that she wanted. Their carriage arrived before the footman was opening the door of the carriage. Lord Matthew helped his wife to get into the carriage before her father was helping her. Becca gathered her skirt as she went inside the carriage, then her father followed her and the footman shut the door.
"So—"
"What did I tell you, dear? No more questions. It was enough that you asked her to come to this ball when she did not enjoy being in the crowd," Lord Matthew asked his wife as he was arching his eyebrow at her. Lady Georgia scoffed. Talking about scoffing in public, Becca mused before her mother was glaring at her father.
"She would not only capture one of the most-sought out bachelors of the island if she decided to stay at home tonight. Imagine the social status that we will have, Matt,"
"Enough. Was it always power that you seek when you married our daughters?" Lord Matthew asked his wife before Lady Georgia was silent. Becca was clapping her hands in her mind as only her father could silence her mother with words.
"Now, I know that you were hoping the duke would take an interest in our daughter," Lord Matthew said before Lady Georgia was beaming at him. Then, her husband continued. "But I heard that he was one of the Higher Court. On top of that, he was the most powerful lord as well since he was related to the young Queen. I cannot imagine what would happen to Becca if she was married into that lifestyle," Lord Matthew said as he was looking at his daughter. Becca smiled.
"But she did not have to work for a single day in her life—"
"I can still manage to feed her and give her clothes and home. If she chose to be a spinster, then so be it," Lord Matthew stated before ending the conversation that Becca knew her mother would revisit it again and again until the duke was on the front door of their house.
And Lady Georgia Davis should know that she must be careful about what she wished for.
It has been a few weeks after that fateful ball that Becca was forced to go and met Lord Niklaus Dragomir, who she did not know at the time was Duke of Belikov. She thought that everything went south after that dance and conversation that they had but she guessed wrong.Why?It was because the duke was sitting on the divan, sipping tea that her mother was asking the maid to pour it for him."Thank you for allowing me to meet with your daughter, my lady. I cannot thank you enough," Niklaus stated as Becca was walking into the drawing room. Her skirts were swooshing against each other before Niklaus was turning to look at her. His blue orbs clashed with her green eyes."Ah, Becca darling. You're here. It was such a surprise that the duke was coming here this morn to court you, was it, Your Grace?" Lady Georgia asked him before Niklaus smiled."That would be correct, my lady, yes,"
Lord Matthew looked outside their manor to the place that The Higher Court lords assembled and most of the gentry were staying. The lord sighed as he was undoing his cravat as Lady Georgia was helping him out of the waistcoat. His wife was arching her eyebrow at him."What are you thinking about, dearest?" Lady Georgia was asking her husband. Lord Matthew turned to regard his Georgie before he was taking her hands into his."Do you think we're doing the right thing for Becca? Belikov is from The Higher Court. I don't want her to be in trouble," Lord Matthew stated before Lady Georgia was caressing his cheeks. He leaned into that touch."I'm scared for our daughter too, dearest," Lady Georgia stated as Lord Matthew was arching his eyebrow."I thought you would be overjoyed with this union?" Lord Matthew teased her before Lady Georgia was slapping his chest playfully. Lord Matthew chuckled.&nbs
"This is fucking great. We're inside of a fucking prayer house," Niklaus was whispering to his best man, Ian, as the marquis was chuckling at the duke. Niklaus glared at his friend before Ian was arching his eyebrow."I thought you want to keep the secret until the end?" He taunted Niklaus before he was gritting his teeth."It would be nice if it was not a fucking church. Why do you have to do such a stupid thing, Ian?" He hissed before the young queen of Niapachad Island was coming up to Niklaus.Queen Arabella Dragomir was the 10th monarch that ruled Niapachad Island. Her husband, Aiden, was the Prince Consort as she was greeting Niklaus. He smiled at his cousin before Queen Arabella was hugging him."Ara, I thought you would not come here. How surprising!" Niklaus said as the young queen was giggling as she was holding her husband's arm. Aiden was nodding at Niklaus and Ian. Being the lords that w
"And then, I have to dodge it so that my father would not come after me. Instead, he went after my brother," Emily said as Becca was laughing at her anecdote. How come one gets away with anything? Becca mused before she remembered that she was the youngest and her sisters have been married.Of course, her mother would focus on her.But that ended tonight as she will be staying at this lavish estate when she will be losing her virginity to her new husband, the Duke of Belikov. Becca gulped before she turned to see that her husband was walking with someone that she knew. It was the young Queen Arabella Dragomir of Niapachad Island.Shit! Becca was trying to control Emily's laughter before she was looking at the young queen as well. Emily shut up before they both stood up and curtsied to the queen. "Your Majesty," they both said as the young queen was beaming at Becca.
Niklaus was looking at his duchess who was swaying in his arms as Becca was trying to glare at him. But she failed when she was blinking her eyes and she was slurring again when she tried to reply to deny his claim on her right now."You're...lying..." she slurred as she was gripping his coat and pulled him closer to her sinful body. The tight corset was showing the ample bosom as Becca has been undoing her wedding gown after the last guest has gone. Niklaus gulped as his cock was stirring when she was looking with her green orbs at him.He wanted to curse himself right now."Ah! I know what you're—" a hiccup, "thinking, Belikov," Becca stated as she was gripping his lapel now. "You're trying—" a hiccup, "to get under my skirts," Becca slurred before she was putting her delicate hand on his hard chest. Niklaus was breathing hard as he was looking at his duchess right now.Control, Nick, c
After Niklaus left Becca to her devices, she went through the adjacent door that was inside his room. If she knew that the chamber was the master chamber, no doubt that she slept in Niklaus' bed last night.Becca shivered when she was thinking about this morning as she was dipping inside the bathtub as the maid was helping to scrub her clean. The maid was working diligently as she would scrub every inch of her skin before she was rinsed with a pail of lukewarm water and dried with a towel."Thank you. I will be attending to my duchess now," Niklaus' velvety voice was coming inside her eardrum before Becca closed her eyes.Why does my husband have to be a duke? she mused before she turned to glare at her husband. The duke merely smiled at her as his blue orbs were gazing at her body up and down. "Shouldn't you be doing your tenants' payment right now or something?" Becca asked him as she was moving to the dresser to get r
Niklaus has to admit that his wife has a sassy mouth that was as sharp as a knife. It would be hard to be defeated by her. But Niklaus wondered why she was being bitter toward Skylar when Niklaus only drank her blood to sustain him?Will Becca be mad if he told her that he sucked on her blood? Would she run away?"Your mistress is a nice woman. I bet you're regretting your decision to marry me when you can have her," Becca stated as she was turning her head from looking outside the carriage as her vivid green eyes were looking at him. Niklaus smirked."Don't tell me that you feel jealous, knowing that I have a history with her, my dear?" Niklaus taunted him before Becca scoffed at him. Niklaus thought that she would throw a tantrum but Becca was not that kind of lady.She was a stone-cold lady after all."Like I care about you, Niklaus. I wish nothing from this union and if you n
"Make haste. I have to go home now. John, take the shortest way to Belikov Estate," Niklaus instructed his coachman before he nodded."Aye, Your Grace,"Niklaus got inside the carriage before the coachman was whipping the horses as they neighed before the carriage was moving forward. Niklaus was gripping the tabloid before he cursed. "Damnation," he cursed under his breath as he was looking at the sky. He just hoped that Becca was not going anywhere when Niklaus knew that woman was unpredictable as hell.The drive was short, thankful for the easy gliding and the high-quality coach that Niklaus owned that he made it faster than he could imagine. He walked up the stairs before the butler was opening the door for him. "Where's my wife?" Niklaus asked the butler as he replied that Becca was in the library. Niklaus strode to the library before he was opening the door and Becca was sipping on the tea beside the fire.&n