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
You like being around me [Bonus chapter]
Charlotte opened her mouth to speak, but words didn't come out of her mouth. She blinked finally and found Édouard's hand moved to her face.
His hand rested on her cheek while the other one stayed around her waist.
Charlotte felt his warm breath falling over her lips as he was too close to her. She knew what he wanted next to happen, but she was hesitant to give it. She could not get physical with him in any way when she herself wasn't aware of her feelings for him. Perhaps he was too good to her and she started to find comfort in his companionship.
"Édouard, let me go," she finally said. That proximity was making her anxious.
However, Édouard didn't. He stroked his thumb over her cheek. "Do you not like my presence around you? Do you not like when I hold you, get close to you?" He asked.
"You know my answers," Charlotte replied.
"I feel they have changed now. Your eyes say everything," Édouard stated.
"What do they say?" Charlotte inquired.