The torn dress was in tatters on the floor, and the only things I had on were black lace panties and their matching bra. I probably should have stopped there, but more.
I needed to get rid of the overwhelming sense of powerlessness that bound me.
-What else, what else can I destroy to feel better.-
-That’s right!-
A sudden bout of madness called to
“What is it, Isaak?” I asked then turned to close the balcony door.“I was under the impression that knocking was common courtesy. That, I did not even have to be the lady of the house for people to knock before entering my bedroom. Maybe I was wrong?” I retorted, crossing my arms on my chest, hoping that he would keep the conversation short.Isaak's eyes glared at me disapprovingly; I couldn’t quite see to what extent because of the difference in brightness between my room and the hallway, but I could tell that he was scowling.“I wished to check in on my lady because of the fire. I apologize for my rudeness, My lady.” He said through gritted teeth“Pfffft…!” I laughed.I couldn’t hold it in, he was so stiff, and his expressions were very open. Unlike Erden, Isaak couldn’t hide his disapproval of me very well.“You have my permission to speak freely, ‘my oh
IsaakIsaak had swang his sword thrice now, and each time he had, he missed the designated spot. Sweat trickled down his face, and he found himself unable to concentrate.-Fuck! Erden had been right, there had been something wrong with Vivanna.-Fainting…that sadist? No way. Dismissing Neiwei, perhaps, but that could have just been an intern
Vivanna.Isaak’s kisses were hard, earth melting… but tender. They were too tender, too coercive.. and they made me forget too much. We needed to call this what it was…no kind gestures to hide behind just-Anger flashed in Isaak’s face, and I bit my bottom lip.
My gaze turned to the empty space on my bed then to my balcony door. There was no proof or reminder of last night. I mean other than the ache of my unfit body. Every trace of the night's madness had been wiped away. -And birth control? Shit, I hadn't even thought about that last night.-Had Isaak called the physician?"Isaak called the physician, then he asked me to take care of you," Mary answered as though she had read my mind. "You approved his excursion to mount Portburgh months ago with three of the knight squad
One Hour Later.“Are you mad, woman?” Were the first words out of Bea's mouth when I met her in the parlour. She had dusty boots on and had sprawled her legs on the white ottoman before her.“You make me wait for an hour for you and don’t even offer Vodka for my neglected heart.” “First of all,” I stilled her. “You never sent word that you were to arrive at my estate today, you are lucky that all you had to wait was an hour.” I clarified, and she
“So…how much would an empty gem cost?” I asked Beatrice, and she laughed.“I don’t know. How much are you willing to pay for an empty chocolate wrapper?” she asked, and I frowned.“Okay…that’s not fair, I mean this empty gem.” I pointed to the crystal. “has..mystery, a whole amount of juicy myths, conspiracies. I mean I’d say it’s half a chocolate plus its wrapper.”“Calm down. I am not your target market.” She dismissed.Beatrice scratched her chin, then cleared her throat.“Fine, I’ll ask an archaeologist friend of mine about its historical value, though…he may be a little cooky.”“What you mean?”“You’ll see if you ever get to meet him.” She said then turned to the dresses on my spinning dresser. Beatrice paused for a few seconds then began stripping dresses hapha
Readers Discretion Is Advised: This Chapter Contains Some Mature Themes.Envia Countryside Four Years Ago.‘Missing: Lady Magdalene Debournetta of The Debournetta Household, Age: sixteen. Reward money for any information will depend on the provability of the statements provided.’ Was what the newspaper Daisy gripped in her hand read. It was terrible that more and more children were going missing. More so, girls. It was odd because most of them seemed to be of marriageable age; it was almost as though they were running away because they did not wish to marry their appointed suitor. Or perhaps she had just been projecting her problems on them, in any case, Dais
“La-latex cloths.” I squeaked, after realising that I had been staring at the younger lady for way longer than what had to be socially acceptable.“Uh…Vivanna, could you um-,” Bea said as she walked out of the closet stiffly, with an expression that did nothing to hide her shock.“Yes, My Lady, I shall place them on your dresser.” Magdalene smiled and bowed flawlessly then excused herself into my bedroom.Bea took this opportunity to walk out into the patio and shut the doors behind her.“Um…” Bea cleared her throat, then paced the space for a few seconds.“Oh! Spit it out, Beatrice.” I said in an annoyed tone.I was just as shocked as she was and the pacing was doing neither of us any favours.“Spit it out?? Me?? Spit it out? Don’t YOU, have anything to share with the class or rather your ‘business partner’?”“What, di