The horse came to a halt, he got down from the horse and his servant took the horse away to the stable.His gaze followed the horse and his servant, then back to the mansion in front of him. He took a deep breath.Finally, he is here at the house he loathes with his all. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to make a decision then opened them when he was done thinking.He took his step toward it, the door opened when he got to the door and the first person he encounter made his heart pound fast."Welcome back, young master Edward" The head of their maids greeted him, behind her was his mother and his older brother also the first child Charles."Thank Katherine, mother?" He called like he was asking for her permission.His mother gave him a disgusting look before she spoke "I thought you were never coming back, after all the trouble you gave us when you left...""I never wanted to return, but I have to for Freya. I am sorry if I offended you by returning, mother" He apologized since

She glared down at the floor as the maids arranged her hair, and her mother put on a golden necklace on her."Done" The maids announced and Freya looked at the mirror in front of her."Wow!!" Her mother exclaimed and stand her up, then circled her around with a bright smile on her mother's face, not caring about her daughter's unhappy face or her reluctance.She dropped Freya's hand and clapped her hands in excitement with the maids, she stopped the clap and so does the maids. "You look, beautiful dear, more beautiful than ever. Just like a Princess" Her mother complimented Freya and forced out a smile, and then looked at the mirror.Like a Princess? she looks like a doll. Fake and unreal that is what she is. This isn't the life she wants, not the man she wished to get engaged to. But this is the way she must live, with no objection. At least not tonight, her fate has already been sealed with a man she doesn't know and by her parents who don't care about her feelings but their success

"Thump thump" Her heart pounds as they walked side by side with their hands intertwined. George tightened his grip on her hand possessively, he has been like this since the kiss.Holding her like she might run away any moment, and the way he kissed her scared her so much.He is acting completely different from the soft man she knew, but then again she never knew the man. Sometimes he is gentle, and sometimes he is like her father, or maybe even worst.But that doesn't change her feelings for him, she loves him and she knows it, but is it the same for him? Does he love her as he claimed?"Does it matter? As long as he treats you right, it doesn't matter" That is probably what her father will say at this moment.Beldon Sebastian, her father, is a monster who doesn't care about others' feelings but his own. Will she make the mistake like her mother then marrying another monster like him, then like her mother, will she hate her child for being a monster like her husband?No, George isn't

The tension between Simon and Lucien grew more, both men staring at each other with nothing but hatred and rage.Simon growled at him, then sighed and calm him down. Imogen is safe, she will have already left the castle. This is probably a trap, and he won't allow Lucien's plans to work.There is no way, Lucien can harm her, no way. He can't let his emotions get the better of him, Imogen is safe."What about her? Are you interested in having slaves around now, but too bad you will die soon? Let's not cause trouble, and come with me gently"Lucien smirked "She must mean something to you, seeing you like this. Are you not interested in what I have to say?""Stop wasting your time, Lucien. Nothing you said will let me set you free, never" Simon affirmed, though there were flickers in his eyes."That is worse then if I end up dying tonight or my family get hurt. That girl also died along with me, you still not interested"Simon balled his fist extremely angrily, he want to charge Lucien a

Imogen keep looking at the door every step she takes or heard some sound outside.'It is already late, and he isn't back' Imogen's facial expression saddened. 'Did he perhaps forget their agreement?' Her heart bleeds as her thought haunts her.Will he remember his words? Will, it matter to him that she is waiting for him in a light revealing dress that was hardly keeping her warm? But yet put it on because she wants to please him, will he care about it?"No, he isn't like that. He promised"Just because he promised, doesn't mean he will keep it. He could be with another lady right, Isabella, any slaves in the castle or rather be with his fiancée.That words pierce her heart, more than anything. The master isn't hers, she belongs to him but that isn't the case with him.He only belongs to the one who gets to marry him, and that is her.His fiancée.Imogen's eyes widened as another breeze lash her, and she shivered, warming her body with her two hands on both sides, rubbing it for warmt