Melting The Cold Female Duke

Chapter 15

The sun glows

The wind blows

Crying crows

Killing bows

Flying arrows

Many barrows

Lining in rows

Death narrows

Heartbeat slows

Blood flows

Hunger grows

Wives become widows

People kowtows

Truth they knows

Yet they turn their marrows

Higher up they follows

Good hid in the shadows

Yet heads hang in gallows

People's souls they borrows

Whisper sorrows

In the void hollows

Many voice bellows

Darkness swallows

Vocal sound mellows

Finished: 25.06.2022 11:54 pm

Hahaha this depicts war, famine, death and unjust execution of people, then ending their lives in having nothing to say.

I don't know about you guys, but I paint the poem to be like that, hehehe.

I did truly made this, no plagiarism.

Now let's start in 1.2..3…

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Inside the small cottage near a willow tree, a naked man lying in his back and resting on the bed alone groan loudly. Beams of light coming outside the window hits the man's ethereal face.

Dandelion was alone in bed suffering from the bruises, bites and scratches he received. All were hurt, all of his body, especially on this neck. He woke up late, making him missed his chance to punch that girl who raped and seriously bruised him. He was so angry. The principle he had held to all this time was finally broken apart. One thing he always avoided was finally shattered to pieces.

A drunk uncultured woman, or a rude girl with no manners, ended up touching him without his permission. And to make the matters worse, that drunk uncultured woman was nowhere to be found. She already left without him knowing. That girl left him humiliated, he *cannot heal the scars she already made. He cannot bring back what she had taken away from him.

His childhood was stolen from him, his love and now his innocence. Dandelion had nothing now. He remembered his mother's words, making him scowl at himself. He was dirtied, left alone and humiliated. There's nothing better to do now than to cry, relieving himself.

'Preserve yourself for your future wife. Remember, women are fragile.' Where's the fragileness of that woman I encountered last night?

'Love a woman who will make you fluster, makes you feel weak, makes you unable to sleep at night and makes your heart race' Yes, mom I will hate her to death, that uncultured woman! I'm sure I'll suffer insomnia from now on.

'Pick the one who is gentle, well-mannered, loyal, like flowers, and most of all loves you' Hah! She was rough, rude, uncultured, like swords and most of all likes to sleep with men. I foolishly believed every girl was like my mother, she was gentle and kind, but that woman was the exact opposite of his mother.

The sweet scent left by that woman, he can still smell it. -Chrysanthemum. It smells like Chrysanthemum. Is that girl comforting me through this smell?- He knew a little about flower meanings and their symbols, and this one, he did not like it. 'Get well soon' that's the message of the flower.

Just wait you uncultured woman, karma is waiting for you and I hope you meet her soon. He smiles darkly. Every dog has his day. He will have his someday, today was not his lucky day, that's all.

The girl in the carriage sneezed, 3 times. -It seems like someone misses me too much- she thought.

Every lustful moans, every scratch and bites, every thrust, every pleading he made, every kissing and touching moments, he remembered it. All the scenes of last night were recorded clearly in his head, not a single one was missed, but he can't say it was the same for that rapist woman. She was heavily influenced by the alcohol.

If that girl gives birth to his child without him knowing, he will kill that rapist of a girl. He didn't want his child to be like him, childhood and love deprived.

Dandelion experienced those painful moments, where he will seek his father's love, but he gave up not long ago. His father was a scumbag. That man impregnated his mother then forsaken her and him to suffer painfully, leaving them hoping and fighting for survival.

He needed to find that rapist to seek revenge and to take the child away from her. That is, if she were to be pregnant with their child. Though it's unlikely to happen because he knew that girl was not a virgin and an expert regarding sexual pleasures. If one was an expert of that, then she would abort that unborn child without delay.

Dandelion decided to forget about that night, two days had passed, but he just can't. In order to relief his aching heart and head, he needed to get his taste of revenge. "Wait, you rapist girl. I'll turn your world upside down."

Now, he wouldn't be nice to girls anymore. He knew he developed a phobia and maybe someday his mind would break, making him a complete fool. But it is not important right now, revenge come first. My priority. "Wait, what's her name?" he asked himself, frowning.

Crong… (Crow making noise)

-Not that matters, though. I know what she looks like, even her body.

"What the! I'm not a pervert! She is!" he screamed and reasoned to no one. He took a pillow and smashed it on his head, hoping his mind to stop remembering that scene. "Although she's rude, at least she had a delicate face and a good figure, and she's so strong."

"Ah!!!!!" what the cat's business am I thinking!? He puts his face on the soft pillow. The man blushed and pushed his tomato face hard on it. –Oh, no! His lower body was in heat. Remembering her body and the girl's seductive moans was not a good choice. Urghh! Dandelion takes a peek at his aching member, and he was shocked. It was standing proudly. -Uh! That girl! She was the reason for all of these!

(Hi guys! Hope you like this chapter. If you caught some misspelled words, grammar errors, something that confused you, etc. feel free to comment below. Have fun reading. Wink. )

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06/26/2022 4:15 pm