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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?"

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Preparation for wedding- Part 3

After trying the inner dress for the wedding gown, Madeline had changed her clothes back to what she was wearing earlier, and she stepped out from the wooden compartment. She heard the assistant talk to James about the measurement and changes needed regarding the fittings. 

Calhoun witnessed everything as he sat on the plush couch, watching both James and Madeline, his eyes cool and collected,

"How did it go?" he asked Madeline.

Madeline nodded her head, "It went well." The inner dress that was stitched was soft and smooth, something that stuck snug on her body. Madeline had always known that James was an excellent dressmaker. He was a talented yet humble man. However, she wouldn't deny that it was strange to be wearing a wedding gown that was in the making, by him. 

Calhoun moved his hand from the side as if nonverbally asking her to sit next to him.