PRETENDER

C5 : PRETENDER

EAST DUKE MANSION

Duke Williams walked into the tearoom staring at lady Elizabeth.

He smiled, she was his joy, one that he could never let go, he had saved her and he fell for her.

Even though he married Madeline, he couldn't bear to let go of his true love and it pained him that she could only be a mistress.

‘But then she is by my side, I would cherish and love her as my woman’

He thought.

He had enjoyed last night with her and the memory still lingered with more longing.

"Lizzy love let's go back to the room I want to worship and ravish you again, you know I can't get enough of you"

He said, kissing her neck from behind as he wrapped his hand around her waist and used his other hand to stroke her beautiful face.

"Oh please we just left the bedroom, I'm exhausted.

Besides I still need the fruits to regain some energy and to be able to match your strength you're something else you never change up till now"

She said gently removing his hand from her waist so that she could turn around and face him. She had a pleading look but he could see that he had turned her on.

She still needs to rest as we did a lot of things last night and this morning.

I bet she must be sore even though she couldn't match my energy like Mandy but I still adore her besides Mandy is a slut she is well versed in such things’ he thought.

Frowning a bit he shoved the thoughts of Madeline away.

"Fine, love anything for you and as for the fruits..."

"Greetings to you milord and lady Elizabeth, here are the fruits they are fresh just as you requested I made sure to buy the best"

Stephanie said, unknowingly cutting him off as she bowed slightly and gave the fruits to Lola, Lizzy's personal maid who walked in with her into the tea room.

"Stephanie you still lack manners like your mother, now listen to me very well don't you ever cut me off ever again else I will beat you up, now get out of my sight fool" he said annoyed,

‘She has the ability to annoy me ,with that aura of hers that tries to make one accept her and it feels powerful too, she is a witch and she irritates me’ he thought.

Lady Elizabeth placed her hand on his chest, calming him down.

‘I couldn't help but wonder how lovely she had always been even when she could only be a mistress because of her friend and her daughter.

Yet she cared for them and respected them all these years not minding what her mother did.

she wouldn't let me punish that stupid girl or her mum whenever she is around and I wonder how can someone be kind like this’

He thought as he held onto Elizabeth's hand which was on his chest.

"lizzy let's go to the paint room i would love to paint with you around since you can't paint anymore at least you will accompany me"

He said and took her away after glaring at Snow's retreating figure walking out of the door .

‘It's good that they lived at the left wing of the mansion at least I would not be seeing her often because she irritates me’

he thought as he walked through the stairs with Elizabeth alongside him.

ELIZABETH'S POV

I can't help but glare at that little brat who wouldn't stop showing up before me.

I feel like stabbing her to death myself but I would have to control my anger as I've done for the past twenty years.

Look at how I'm calming him down all thanks to that naive friend of mine who told me his likes and dislikes due to her blind trust towards me and with my cunning nature I have succeeded in my plans.

Thinking about the paint room makes me remember that I can't paint well but Mandy could and Williams loves to paint.

I have always done my best not to paint saying that Mandy broke my hand yet he still drags me to the paint room telling me to accompany him,

but actually persuading me to practice because he wants me to continue to paint lovely portraits as the one I gifted him of which I am not the one that did it.

The smell of those paints is irritating. I don't even know why Madeline would paint that.

On reaching the room we walked in and the smell hit my nose, I covered my nose with my hand. It is becoming more unbearable these years.

Martin said I shouldn't come in contact with paints else I would keep getting affected by it and it is really affecting me for the past twenty years,

if I should tell Williams he might suspect me and want to know more.

“Lizzy, are you alright, why are you covering your nose and looking haggard?” he asked worriedly.

“I am not feeling well. I'm having a headache. I need to rest.” I said, trying to cover up. I held my head with my other hand.

“but you're covering your nose as well is there any issue” argh this man should not be noticing all these.

“I am having a running nose as well especially when I have a headache” I lied again but he looked confused

“how come you never had a running nose all these years when you had a headache or did I miss something” he asked puzzled

“You missed nothing at all. I need to go back to my room and rest now and also tell Lola to get my physician. I'm sorry I can't accompany you today,” I said and he nodded.

“fine take care of yourself okay” he said and I walked away immediately heaving a huge sigh I need to find a solution to this soonest.