"I cannot believe that you will be married after two months of me getting married," Lady Rebecca Dragomir, the 8th Duchess of Belikov, was smiling as she was looking at the new Marchioness of Kain, Lady Emily Hassildor. Emily was smiling weakly at her best friend as Becca was smiling happily at Emily's union with Ian. If only she knew what I was bargaining with the marquis, Emily mused before she was looking at her husband who was talking with Becca's husband, Niklaus Dragomir, the 8th Duke of Belikov.
"So, do you want to tell me how he proposed?" Becca asked Emily before she sighed. He didn't, she mused before Emily was smiling at her best friend. Becca was waiting for her answer.
"Well, we sort of met at a ball," she started as Becca was nodding at her.
"Yes, and then?" She asked before Emily was feeling that her face was hot, remembering the details that happened in the garden before the young queen caught them in an
Emily was tossing and turning as she felt something soft on her. She opened her eyes before she was looking at an unfamiliar window as well as an unfamiliar surrounding around her. She sat up before she was looking at the grand bed that she was sitting on."Ah, you're awake. Finally," the deep voice that she knew belonged to Lord Dorian Hassildor, her husband now, was booming across the room as Emily turned in that direction. Ian was sipping on his tea as he was looking at her. "Sleep well, my dear?" He asked before Emily was looking at herself. She was in her thin, white muslin chemise before she was pulling the blanket on the bed to cover herself. Ian chuckled. "It's not like I haven't seen anything," he said that made Emily glare at him."What are you doing in my bedchamber?" She asked before she did not know if it was her bedchamber after all. Ian chuckled lowly before he stood up from the divan that he was sitting on to go to the edge o
Emily was standing with Ian next to her under the moonlight as the sound of their carriage was coming up to stop in front of them. Ian was looking wickedly handsome with his Ditto suit; black waistcoat, breeches, and outer coat. She could not help but ogle at her handsome husband before she was looking away as Ian was turning at her. "After you, milady," he said as he was offering his hand to help Emily to get on the carriage while she was gathering her skirts. After she was seated, Ian got inside the carriage as well before he tapped his griffin cane to the roof and the carriage was moving forward."I hope you will not get drunk again, wife, for there will be some other lords from the Higher Court. I don't want you to ruin your reputation again like the night of our reception," Ian said as Emily was looking at him. She felt a pang inside her chest as she was nodding her head."Of course, as you wish, my lord," she said as she was turning he
Emily did not know what happened because all she can think of was her husband's wonderful lips. She was shocked that she cannot think of anything else that was happening right now. All the things that she knew had gone out the window. Ian was not helping either. He was groaning as he was bringing Emily's lithe body to him as he was molding his hardness to her. Emily moaned."You have no idea what you did to me, Emmy. From that first night I laid my eyes on you at that reception, I know that you will be mine forever," Ian whispered to her left ear as he was kissing her earlobe before moving down to her jaws and neck. Emily moaned before she was gripping his hair.It was silky and she loved every second of it.Her skirts rustled as Ian was pulling them up to her waist. Her legs covered with stockings and garters were hit by the cold air of the night. The carriage was still moving as Ian was kissing her neck and went lower.
Emily was smiling as she was spending her day inside the library as Ian was doing his work at the Higher Court in the Stone Tower. She was reading a book about plants and how to care for them before the door was opened. She turned to look that Ian was striding inside the library, making his way to the sofa that Emily was sitting on. Emily closed her book before she was standing up. Her skirts rustled before Ian was pulling her into his arms.Emily was snaking her hands into his silky hair before Ian was kissing her on the lips. She smiled before she was looking at her husband's handsome face. And what a face it was. "Hi, have you been waiting long?" Ian asked Emily as he was caressing her sides. Emily shook her head before Ian was smirking. "So, you have been waiting for me then?" Ian asked her before Emily was slapping his hard chest playfully. Ian laughed."You know I would. You're my husband and every night you bring me to another pinnacl
Lady Emily Hassildor was having a blast time with the Duchess of Belikov, Lady Rebecca Dragomir. They went sightseeing as well as getting some supplies for their clothing and tried some teas and bought for their husbands. Right now, Emily was sitting in the backyard of Belikov Estate after a tiring day of shopping around and sightseeing Royal Molftus with Becca since her marriage to Niklaus. Emily could not be happier just catching up and chatting with her best friend. Becca sighed as she was leaning against the chair in the backyard as Emily was sipping on the tea that has been prepared by the maid for them both."It is so much tiring since I haven't been going around for a while. Nick is too busy to go out with me and so I spend my time in the library," Becca said as Emily was nodding at her. "But now that you're back in Royal Molftus, I think I can safely say that we will be going out quite often, spending our husbands' wealth," Becca said as Emily was lookin
Emily did not know what to do. She froze to the spot that Ian was gripping her neck and was now, apparently, sucking her blood. She cannot do anything as she was remembering what she learned when she was younger; when her parents were still alive and her brother was still around. So, the legend of the Gentry being something else was true then, she mused as she was controlling her silent sob when Ian was sucking off from her neck. The blood was covering her bodice as well as her skirts. Emily has been pulled down by Ian to the floor as he was on top of her. She was closing her eyes as she did not know what to do when she was assaulted by her husband right now. Emily just prayed that she would wake up from this nightmare as Ian was licking the wounds before he sighed with relief. Emily opened her eyes to see the familiar amber orbs of her husband were staring at her and she was shocked to see there was regret in them right now. *****
Ian was drying his wife's hair as Emily was sitting at the vanity. She was silent before Ian was kissing her naked shoulder that was not covered by the towel. She giggled before she turned as Ian was finished with her hair. "So, are you ready to tell me to make me understand?" Emily asked him as Ian was looking at his wife. How can I be so lucky to have her? He mused before he was kneeling in front of Emily as he was sighing."Well, first of all, you need to understand that I have Porphyria was not my choice and it has never been anyone's choice to survive it. But I did and I think I have to make sure that you understand that I need blood constantly throughout my whole life," Ian started as Emily was staring at him. She nodded before he was kissing her knuckles."Then, what happened after you survived it?" Emily asked him as she was caressing his hands with her thumbs. Ian sighed before he was looking at Emily. They were staring at each othe
Ian was looking at his wife's beautiful face as they had exhausted each other last night, again. She was breathing normally as Ian can see the claim that he put on her neck, body, heart, and soul. Emily mumbled something in her sleep before she turned the other way. Ian chuckled as she was reaching out for Ian even in her sleep and that pleased the Demon inside him."Ian..." she whispered as her hand was stretching out the wrong side of the bed. Ian wrapped his wife in his arms before kissing her bare shoulder as he tucked her closer to his side. Emily sighed as she put her face against his armpit. Ian smiled before he was closing his eyes again, waiting for the dusk to arrive as the sun was still shining above their heads.The curtains were drawn as Ian was awakened by the sounds that the maid did. He was looking around before he noticed that his usual staff was busy cleaning their bedchamber. Emily sighed before she was snuggling against I