The Second Husband
Charlotte Bourbon, a 19-year-old widow, was happy in her life after she got married to the man of her dreams. However, because of a sudden illness, her husband died within a month, and Charlotte's life came to a sudden halt. ‘She became the curse for her husband that he died young.’ ‘She is the one, who killed her husband.’ ‘She should have died with her husband.’ Numerous such things Charlotte would hear from the people around her in the palace when she decided to take her life. However, was it that easy to die? Édouard Bourdillon was the eldest son of King Christian Bourdillon of the Kingdom of Escana. He decided to marry the widow of his late younger brother so that he could take over the Beromont territory which his brother possessed. But was this the only reason he wanted to marry Charlotte? ~~~~~~~~ "What are you doing?" Terrified Charlotte asked as she saw Édouard unbuttoning his shirt. "I am hot, so I am taking off the shirt," Édouard said and reached for the last button. "But it's cold weather," Charlotte said and knitted her brows. "Not here, Charlotte. Your mere presence around me makes me hot," Édouard said and took off the shirt. "Ahhh!" Charlotte quickly brought her hands in front of her eyes and covered them. From the gaps between her fingers, she peeked out of curiosity. A lump formed in her throat as she saw his perfectly carved body with a few scars on the chest and near the abdomen. Charlotte saw him approaching her and she tightly shut her eyes. A few seconds later, when she realized everything was so quiet, she opened her eyes again and found him before her. She promptly moved back and hit the wall behind her. She thought to leave the room when Édouard caged her petite body between his arms. "Are you going to—" "Yes. I want to be wild with you tonight, Little Cherry," Édouard said with a smirk, and the next second, he lifted her in his arms. ~~~~~ *Cover art is mine. Made by "HS AONARAN" available on FB* Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy
An injured woman
Rainard gazed at her mother, who for the third time asked him to change the suit he had put on. It was a nice outfit. A simple and formal attire, yet his mother was not pleased with it.
"I am not changing anymore. All the outfits were the same except for some minor changes in them," Rainard asserted and told his mother he was only going to meet a woman.
"Fine," Madam Jane replied. "Don't refuse to marry Miss Hethword in a single glance. You have to talk to her. Ask about her likes, dislikes, and–" she paused as Rainard humbly asked her to.
"Mother, I know what I have to do. I am not a kid anymore. So, please do not worry anymore," Rainard asserted.
Juan came to the room with a platter full of fruits in that. He was eating them and asked them what they were doing for such long hours.
"Mother made me change three outfits," Rainard stated.
"Satisfying your mother is difficult," Juan said and ate a grape. He stood next to his wife and pushed one in her mouth.