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The Crown's Obsession

[Mature content 18+. No rape] "Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her. "What are you doing here?" she asked when his feet touched the ground and he pushed himself up to start walking towards her. His handsome features looked darker than usual because of the lack of light in the room. "I came to meet you," he tilted his head, "Where did you go?" "I went out for a walk," came the quick reply that had him smile, a smile that scared her the most. She took a step back when he came close to her. It didn't stop him from cornering her, and her back hit the wall behind her. He raised his hand towards her face, and she closed her eyes, scared. She shuddered when his fingers trail down from her temple and her jaw and neck. Her blonde hair was left open. "In the middle of the night?" she didn't answer him knowing he could decipher her lies through her words. He stepped closer that had her turn her face away from him and his words vibrated on the skin of her neck, "Did you go to meet him, my sweet girl?"

ash_knight17 · Fantaisie
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868 Chs

Empty Graves- Part 4

No one had expected for the glass in Madeline's hand to shatter suddenly. Calhoun, who was seated, got up to where Madeline was pulling out his handkerchief to wrap around her hand where lines of blood started to seep out of her skin.

When Senior Mr. and Mrs. Harris recovered from the small shock, Senior Mr. Harris said, "Gemma, take Madeline inside and clean her wounds."

Madeline's grandmother said, "You must have pressed the glass too tight, dear. Come with me," she urged her granddaughter. Madeline gave Calhoun a look for him to nod, "Careful with your footsteps," and Madeline followed her grandmother inside. 

Madeline knew she hadn't held the glass hard enough for it to break, but she didn't go to refuse her grandmother's words. She was made to sit on the bed, and her grandmother came with a box. Opening it, she pulled out cotton before removing the handkerchief which Calhoun had wrapped around her hand.