Regret It

"They will regret it! They will surely regret it." Harold pushed the vase near the door and the antique piece shattered at once. But his anger did not subside. He then kicked the table and sent it flying on the floor.

He threw the painting of the marquis next. Its glass shattered and the shard fell all over the ground. Then the cushions, sofa, chairs. Everything went flying into the room or got broken.

The servants hid in the corners or leaned on the wall trying to disappear themself. They have never seen the marquis acting like this before. He had always been so calm and collected thinking with brains and never let his emotions out. Even Callum was shocked.

When Harold disappeared from the town, he looked for his master everywhere. Later he had come to know that the beggars informed him that the lady was taken away by the duke, but he was not left a least bit worried. He knew it could be beneficial to the master. Their master would use this point to blackmail the duke and earn a lot of wealth as compensation.

But.. his master returned with scratches on his body. Wounded body and injured arm.

"Master.." he called but Harold was beyond listening. His eyes were burning with hatred and anger.

"She dared to refuse me and touch another man. She was having an affair and the harlot tried to put me on guilt for Elene's tricks. How dare she!" Another painting fell on the ground.

"My lord! The lady.." Elene descended the stairs, her eyes scanned the mess Harold had made and paused when she noticed his hands bleeding.

She looked at Callum questioningly. The man paused and went to Elene. He informed where Evangeline was and a rough idea on what had happened when Harold went to fetch her.

Elene's eyes flickered. She had heard about the cursed duke and had seen him from a distance. The man had the best face she had ever seen. But his body was better. He had the body that one can die for. But he was cursed! It was believed that every woman of their family had died a miserable death after giving birth. They could not bear the infliction of the curse on their family. If he spent a night with her sister and she became pregnant… her eyes twinkled with joy.

It would be the befitting death and no one could blame them. But for now, she had to appease this man. His wife had run away. Even if he did not love her, his ego must have hurt.

She smiled softly and walked closer to him as if she was not affected by his anger.

"Harold!" her voice was soft and alluring. "I heard what happened and I am shocked." she felt the heaving of his chest. His shirt was slashed cut and her eyes glued to his strong chest. He was a strong beast himself. With his looks to his body.. Everything was so perfect! She wrapped her arms around his back and hugged him tightly.

"I could not believe she did something so degrading. But your anger would not bring her back. You should tell the world why she did it. Though it might affect your image, the name of the family will be ruined too. I know my sister. She could never bear to hurt the name of the family. She would return in an instant. Trust me.. I can help you in bringing her back." she promised in a soft voice when Harold's gaze flickered. He looked at her knowing well how much she hated Evangeline.

There was no way that she wanted her sister back. But.. she wanted her sister ruined. He would have refused in a normal case but this time.. He nodded.

"Let her maids know that she had run to the cursed duke last night. She had spent three nights there and when I went to fetch her there, the duke attacked me and set his hounds free. I return injured only with the help of my aide." he looked at Callum while Elene signaled all the maids. They bowed and left the room. 

"We should complain to the royal family too. They will bring my sister back." Harold nodded. Though it would put them in the tight spot since the duke had invested a fair share in his projects, he could not let that man blackmail him for that reason.

"Harold.." Elene rubbed his chest, "you look too tense. Of course, you would be mortified to see your wife in the arms of another man. Let me help you tonight. I can not see you in pain." she moved closer and her loose robe slipped from her shoulders making his eyes darkened.

She smiled at him and pressed his chest, "let me share your pain. I am sure everything will be better." The man did not need an invitation. He held her by her hair and pulled them. She winched but her eyes filled with the thrill to come.

"Evangeline had crossed the line by touching another man. I will make sure that she gets enough punishment to learn her lesson. If you are using me to hurt her, you do not need to." he let Elene go but the girl did not leave. She walked closer instead.

"Oh Harold. I am not interested in my sister anymore. It is you who I want." She kissed his chest and he pulled her again. But this time when he stared at her face, it was full of lust and thick with desire when he kissed her lips. 

His actions were rough with nothing sweet about them. But she did not care. She had come to love this man. She knew he was not going to settle on her cold sister that could not even show love or any expressions. 

He tore her robe when Callum closed the door behind her and threw her on the sofa..

"This is going to be a rough night for you, Elene."