Romans & histoires I Tamed The Crazy Marquis

Once all the guards left, Terry cast a spell and fixed the front door. While all this was going on, the Marquis finally returned to the estate. When he walked through the door, he was complaining to his butler, "I can't believe the nerve! First, they send me a letter informing me of a trade, and then when I get there, they tell me they never sent such a letter even though it had their seal on it!" When Terry heard the Marquis, he went over to the front door to talk to him, "Father, you're ok?"

he whispered. Before I could answer, the man stepped into the faint light. I gasped quietly. My breath caught in my throat. It was Marco. His face was pale, wet from rain, but his eyes were burning. “Luciano,” he said softly. “She’s mine now.” Luciano’s grip on me tightened. “No. She’s not.” Marco smirked. “She doesn’t know what’s good for her. That’s why she needs me.” Luciano stepped forward, his voice low and dangerous. “She chooses me.”

"Mrs. Ida Hamilton" Mark drawled from behind Ida, who jumped up with fright. She looked around the reception area to confirm that no one heard him. "Mark, are you crazy? What if someone hears that? They will get the wrong ideas" she whispered hissed. Mark looked at her as if she had suddenly grown horns on her head. "So let them hear. This is the truth anyway" he said matter of fact. Ida sighed heavily. "Mark, it's not true. Leo is crazy. We are worlds apart. He is in a different league than me. It will never happen. Just forget that as if you never heard it" she told him firmly.

"And now?" "Now she's gone rogue. And Marquez doesn't let things go rogue. Especially not the ones he once owned." Owned. Camille kept her smile steady, but her fingers itched to snap the stem of her glass in half. "He'll kill anyone who gets in the way," Tomas added, more to himself than to her. "He's losing control, and he knows it." "Do you think he'll find her?" she asked, her tone feather-light. "I think someone already has."

There was a commotion going on inside the carriage before the coachman was yelling at him. “Get off the road, you scum!” He shouted before Tom was controlling his anger. If he knew that he was talking to a peer of the realm, he would not dare to match his eyes to stare. “What’s going on out there?” The marquis said before his head was out of the carriage. Tom was stepping to the side when he was grinning from ear to ear. Ian was groaning as he went inside the carriage again. Tom was sure that he would be cursing by now.

“ Come ! You are drunk . You need to sleep . “ said Luna . “ I will listen to whatever you say , my wife but please do not stay alone with Marc . I will get very jealous . “ said Massimo with a cute expression grumping like a little child , leaving Marc dumbfounded . “ Speak of a turn of emotions . He can be as scary as a demon yet as docile as a child with you . Honestly Luna , what medicine did you feed this kind of devil with ? “ said Marc shocked at his brother’ behaviour . Luna smiled lightly . “ The medicine of love ! And don’t freaking call your brother a devil again or I will spank you , you brat ! “ said Massimo with an annoyed tone making Marc sight . “ It’s already late and you ju

She mentions, “Why would I ever think that was romantic. All that’s running through my head is how to escape from here.” “Oh, that’s easy!” I reach out and hold on to the silver bars. “Minerva, what are you doing? You could get hurt!” Before she has the chance to step closer to me, I pull hard on the bars and it breaks off from its hinges, leaving its flimsy self in my hands. She gasps as I softly drop it down. I begin to explain what happened, at the same time I rush out, packing our bags up. “I am mated and marked by Sebastian. Silver can’t hurt little ole me.”

“Oh, don’t you start. You only want me to marry Isabella so you can have Tanya all yourself!” Now it’s Marco’s turn to go red. I bend over in laughter whilst Caspian continues his playful brigade. “But as you know, Tanya is a part of the Blue Moon Pack. She’s family to me. And you know damn well if you do anything to hurt her, I’ll come after you.” “Ooh Caspian, you truly are terrifying,” the flat tone yet immense sarcasm in Marco’s voice has me buckle over further in giggles. “You wouldn’t hurt a fly,” says Marco.

“Behave.” “What? I’m just appreciating!” she shot back, but her gaze remained glued to the pastries. The staff member politely set everything on the marble coffee table, bowed slightly, and exited the room, closing the door softly behind her. Once she left, the lounge fell into a comfortable hush. Trisha immediately reached for a glass. “Okay, Keira, if you don’t marry into this family, I will.” I laughed. “Stop it.” She leaned in closer. “No, seriously! This is insane. Your life is… surreal.”

"Call her crazy one more time and I'll blow your brains out." "You are too scared of her to pull the trigger, you know she wants me." "Let's get one thing straight, I am not scared of her, I love her and I respect her. I know she has a plan for you and that is the only reason you are alive." Marcos said. They heard the sound of Chiara's footsteps and Marcos returned his gun to his pocket and they started playing. They played with such seriousness as though their lives depended on it, both of them wanting to best the other.