"Would you please ride slower." Hazel gritted her teeth as she endured the journey to the duke's palace. How she wanted to take a rest in her room when she had returned. When she had laid on her bed, she had felt like all the muscles or her body was spasmed but that one area was burning most prominently. So much that she could not bear the friction of her own clothes there.
How she wanted to rest all day by becoming sick. But her father decided to pay a visit to her in the morning. He wanted to know if she had a strong plan against Evangeline or… he was subtle about it. But she noticed he wanted to marry her off. He even dared to mention the son of a marquess. Why in the world would she get married to a marquis when she is Damien.
Her eyes flared with rage as she felt her parents were parannoying. Once Eve would be out of the picture Damien only had her to lean on. Like he always had in these past years.