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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 · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
868 Chs

Closing wounds- Part 3

Lucy stared at Theodore, and when he stepped away from the door, she stepped inside his room, her face expressionless like him. She placed the lantern on the side table after noticing the room's brightness.

It felt like it was only yesterday she had come here to his room, knocking on the door to ask him questions for which she never got answers as she expected him to give. She looked around the warm and cosy room, where he had closed the windows and drawn the curtains over the windows. 

"Were you going to sleep?" asked Lucy to drive the silence in the room when she heard the click behind her which came from the door being closed. 

"I had a few parchments to go through which was given by Mr. Fitzwilliam over the tea estate in Humsbrey," answered Theodore, walking around to pull out a chair for her to sit.