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
My body feels hotter
Charlotte and Édouard were laid on the green cover in the center of a huge field. She was humming a song while Édouard had his eyes closed.
"What are you humming?" Édouard asked after some time and she stopped.
They looked at each other when Édouard turned to her. He lifted his body on his left elbow and his head rested on his hand. "Did you take music classes when you were young?" He asked.
"Hmm. Father sent me to piano and violin classes," she replied. "The song I was humming was sung by a famous orchestra singer whom I heard once in the city," she informed him.
"You are blessed with so many talents," Édouard said.
"You praise me too much. Many ladies know singing and dancing. I am not good at dancing. You have witnessed it," Charlotte said.
"But you danced wonderfully well with me in the ball," Édouard asserted.
"Don't lie. I heard later from the people about how odd I was looking while dancing with you," Charlotte said.