Other Women

George and his wife lay down in the bed. He turned to his side and saw that his wife was already asleep. He had his eyes on her as he slowly removed the duvet. He had his feet on the floor and stood up without waking his wife.

He crept to the door and quietly opened it. He snuck out of the room. He climbed down the stairs and walked towards the stateroom. He had got close to the door and saw the person, who her back against the wall.

The lady heard footsteps and looked forward. She rolled her eyes when she saw him as he walked towards her.

"I almost thought my coming here would be in vain." She said plainly, without making eye contact.

"I had things to do." He replied. He stood in front of her and tried to touch her cheek.

The lady slapped his hand and scowled at him.

"What is with the attitude?" He asked her.

"You were with her, weren't you?" She said, being a little jealous.

"She still my wife. I can't just leave her." He answered her. He let out a sigh and had his arms round her waist.

"Her purpose in my life is just to complete the picture. She means absolutely nothing to me."

"Really? And you want me to believe that?" She said curtly.

"I love only one woman and that's you. I can't erase me you from my life." He said softly as he kissed her.

The lady didn't hold back and enjoyed it as his lips were on hers. He broke it and she smiled at him. She was driven by the lustful passion which was ignited by the kiss.

"You know," George said softly, with his hands slowly going behind her dress,

"I couldn't stop dreaming about you. I don't know want you did to me from that first night. You're all that think of-in my sleep, while I eat-and now you're here, I want to do to you what I've been..."

The lady had her finger over his mouth and shook her head. She bit her lips and looked at him.

"Remember, action speaks louder than words." She whispered and chuckled.

George kissed her passionately as he led her into the stateroom. The lady, already used to the structure, opened the door and they entered inside. Unknown to them, Violet had been watching them a distance. She leant against the pillar and was unseen. Seeing them kissing broke her heart and made her eyes teary.

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Williams opened the door to his bedroom and furrowed his brow annoyingly. He walked towards the bed and removed the duvet that covered his unwanted guest.

Fiona had barely slept when she felt the duvet being moved. She opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Get out of my bed." He said coldly. He had worn a serious face.

"Why?" She asked him airily as she sat up.

"Get out!" He repeated, glaring at her.

Fiona rolled her eyes and did as he had said. Williams watched her as he walked towards him.

"You better have a good reason why you decided to interrupt my sleep." She said rudely.

"What are you doing in my bed? And told you could enter my room without my permission?" He asked sternly.

"What else it is meant for except sleeping?" She replied ironically,

"I saw that you sleep alone and decided to keep you warm. We could cuddle each other, have a nice night-just you and me."

Fiona smiled at him and caressed his face. Williams got annoyed with her even more and held her hand. She looked him, confused.

"I never asked you to come here. All I want is for you to leave my room. Having you in my house only pisses me off." He said bluntly.

"Williams, when will you understand that I truly love you? Can't you see how obsessed I've become all because I have feelings for you? We've dated for two years-two years and not days-and you want to leave me just like that?" She expressed her feelings,

"And your choice of a wife had to be her? That smelling woman who comes from a fish pond. She is the one whom you decided to spend the rest of your life with, isn't she?"

Williams turned a deaf ear to her ranting and walked away from her. He walked towards the windows on the right.

"Rebecca clearly doesn't love you. She is a conniving woman who is only after your wealth." She said vehemently, scoffing at him.

"My wife isn't what you describe her as." He defended her, without making eye contact. One of the windows was open and he looked through it.

"When will you all open your eyes and see that liar for who she really is? She is no good for you, Williams. She is stupid and the worst choice you've made as a life partner." She said irritably.

"You have no knowledge about my wife; don't be too quick to judge her." He replied firmly.

"Judge-?" She slung him off,

"Rebecca isn't a saint, you know. That wife of yours was having an affair with my brother, knowing fully well he was married to Violet. Here's where the hypocrisy starts; she befriends the Queen while she sleeps with her husband. If she could do that to another, give me one reason why she can't do the same to you?"

Williams seethed as he listened to her revelation. He pursed his lips and turned his head around. He flashed a glance at her and diverted his eyes to the window.

"Regardless of her past deeds, I still love my wife." He replied confidently. Though he was angry about the Duchess' past affair with the King, he didn't show it.

"Even knowing all these, you still claim that you love her? Are you out of mind or what? Has she bewitched like she did to my brother?" She asked him angrily.

"Instead of meddling in my affairs and worry about certain things that don't concern you, why don't you leave my room and let me be?" He replied plainly.

Fiona heaved angrily and nodded.

"Fine." She muttered.

Fiona looked at him for a while and left the room. The Duke let out a sigh of relief.

"I thought she will never leave." He said to himself.

Williams had his eyes at the sky, which was cloudy. The moon was overshadowed by some of the clouds and stars weren't that visible. He pondered on what the Princess had told him and the secrets he learnt from Crystal.

"Is she still in love with George?" He feared.

The thought of him losing her to the King made him restless. He left the window and walked to the door. He turned the handle and left the room. As he closed the door, he saw the Duchess climbing up the stairs.

Rebecca got to the landing and flinched when she saw him. His presence had startled her. Williams left otherwise. He stared at her, mesmerized by her beauty. He didn't move nor say anything to her.

Rebecca felt edgy when she observed that he was staring at her. She couldn't think of anything and smiled at him awkwardly. She looked away from him and walked to her room. She pulled the door open and entered her room.