CHAPTER 15
“Where are my clothes?!” Agnes screamed at the maid who looked frightened at her outburst.
Ann averted her eyes and looked the other way. “Your aunt told me to throw away your clothes and your er---lingerie.”
Pulling at one of the new clothes hanging neatly in her closet, Agnes almost cringes at the open neckline when she inspected the piece of cloth.
“You can’t expect me to wear this garbage. Are you?” she asked incredulously at Ann, who looks more uncomfortable every minute.
Ann cleared her throat and said, “Mario, your wedding gown designer pick all the clothes and underwear for you. He said all of these are exquisite and suited to your form perfectly. Chris Duvier will drool when he sees you wearing these clothes.”
She laughed
CHAPTER 16 How true were David’s concerns and keen observation? Chris Duvier was assaulted by a roller coaster of emotion. The witch has amp her spell on him. He's been avoiding Agnes especially during meal time but it seems she always ends up dining with him. The first Monday morning when he had his breakfast supposed to be alone, she joins him wearing almost nothing. Even Smith who was guiding the maid while serving the food almost collapses in shock. She was wearing flowing lacy lingerie in pink that left nothing to the imagination. He almost chokes on his coffee. “What are you doing here?!” he demanded. “Wearing that?” “Of course, having my breakfast.” She smiled innocently at him. “You like it, love?” He never knows that food could be se
CHAPTER 17 Agnes excitedly aboard at the balloon basket. It was her first time riding one. She has been looking forward to it. Her aunt gave her an envelope completely with an itinerary and a week's stay in a very secluded town where the only transport would be horses and balloons. The balloon, however, was the main transport and it only flew twice a week. She needs to be out of Winshord Castle. The stunt she just made for the week was making her more agitated. She lost a lot of sleep trying to find a way to appeal to her husband. The timing of going on a vacation was a relief. "Aren't we flying yet?" She shouted at the deaf older man. She realized he couldn't hear her when he ignored her completely. The old pilot glances at his watch. "I'm not going to wait for that guy. So late already---" He started untying the rope. "
CHAPTER 18 Dinner with Chris was quiet. She watched him attack a piece of steak and gulp his wine like water.” “You’re going to get drunk.” She cannot help but warn him. After leaving her in a foul mood, he returns to the cottage angrier. “Worried of your husband, wife?” “I’m worried for me. No woman would like to sleep with a drunk on her bedside.” “Bedside?” Amused, Chris mockingly at her. “If you like to sleep with me instead of the floor, I can accommodate you.” “You know that’s not what I mean.” “Tell me, Agnes, what do you mean.” Silence. Then, she took a deep breath, “I’m afraid of you.” Chris Duvier looked at her intently, “Fear.” he smiled at her, “You’re afraid of me? Why? I
CHAPTER 19 He thought he got her, but hours later, he was already sweating bullets. She can play. He did not know he married a Chessmaster. Agnes seems to move her pieces with no care, but it becomes a trap for him. In the third round, he gives up. A beautiful green-eyed witch genuinely beat him. "Are you sure you want to give up?" She asked innocently. "Don't laugh." He growled at her. Her laughter echoed in the cottage room. It was music to hear her laugh. She was beautiful, and Chris felt the urge to kiss her. "What is my punishment?" Chris gently touched the rim of his wine glass
CHAPTER 20 Sweet torture, that's the word that keeps on haunting him about Agnes' new assault. He can't sleep nor eat. His mind is filled with desire with the rate that his wife is going; it looks like she is calling the shot. He dreaded going for his meals since Agnes kept joining him, yet he wanted to see her badly. His body is so taut that he doesn't know if he can take it anymore. After Agnes returned from her vacation, something changed in her. She was feistier and intentionally provoked him. Agnes watched him intently as he was having his afternoon coffee. She especially made a beautiful cake for him. He stared at the cake decorated with a smiley face and the word "thank you" on it. "What is this for?" "A thank you cake." Chris frowned, "Why do I deserve it? Are you trying to mock me?"
CHAPTER 21 David Bern observes the girl walking towards her with the unconscious grace that comes from good family breeding. Her head held high like a queen floated towards him. The first time he sees Agnes Walden, he knows she would be different. He could see the intelligence in her green eyes as she gazed at him, studying him like a curious child. She was beautiful too, but not in the usual mold. He was fascinated with the woman, and he could not understand why Chris would treat her like this. He observes that she is looking downcast. David looked at her worriedly. He tried to smile, but it fell short. "Hi, Agnes..." "David..." she acknowledged with a nod. Her eyes penetrated to his soul. His guilt is beyond compare now. "Welcome to my humble abode." It is truly a humble abode. It's not a
CHAPTER 22 Chris Duvier heard the news. His brows furrowed with annoyance. He cannot believe his trusted friend just disobeyed his orders. He was angry, and most of all, felt betrayed. He slammed the document on his desk and punched the intercom. His secretary entered the door, notebook and pen in hand."Sir?""Make sure you informed me when David arrived from the island," he said coldly. Joan Rogers, his secretary, looked at his boss. Shivers ran from her body. If he is in this mood, it's a clear sign of danger. She must inform the staff to thread gently today."Anything else, sir?""Cancel all my meetings today.""Huh..." she stared at him. David is in trouble!"Well, of course, sir." The secretary hurriedly left and sent emergency news to the staff.David Bern entered the office and noticed the silence right away. He had just arrived from the island, the frantic message and missed calls already piling up on his cell phone. David sighed and
CHAPTER 23 Lea stared at the broken mirror. Her face cleared with make-up now, and her golden hair cascaded on her face. She looked beautiful, but if you looked closely, one could see the hard glitter of her eyes. She had already lost all innocence that once endeared her fans when she first made her appearance in a cameo role. She was the toast of the town then--- a movie and modeling offer knocked on her door without her even making an effort. Life was good then. Her decision to run away to the city, to this day, was still her best decision. She acquired fame and money that she thought would not diminish. And if that was not enough, she also married a wealthy surgeon who has the proper connection in the movie business. Then, the divorce came---. She bitterly remembered how her goo