She knew he wouldn't make a scene right there to punish her. Even when he tried to pull her even harder and make her walk again, he did it softly.
However, the little stubborn woman that was now his wife didn't budge, instead she stood still like a tree.
On the other hand, it took Emma a lot of effort not to cry in pain as she felt her hand was about to separate from her body. 'This damn man, how is he that strong?!'
Then, just as he was about to pull her again, she uncovered her face with her free hand. Lovely silver hair came visible to him, a pair of golden eyes, a little upturned nose and beautiful and delicate facial features. Though beautiful was not enough a word to describe her.
The crowd could only gasp in shock. Two stunning creatures from two different worlds were looking at each other and falling in love, or so the crowd observing them thought. The cheers and the murmurs couldn't wait to become a loud uproar.
"Oh my!"
"Did you see her face?"
"She is so beautiful!"
"What a lucky Duke!"
"That's why he didn't lift her veil? The Duke didn't want us to look at her face?"
"That must be, I thought it was weird too, but now I understand…"
"Oh my… he was jealous."
"I heard luriems were beautiful, but this…"
The whispers increased, and now the noise was louder than before as the shouts from outside the Temple demanded for the couple to come out.
They knew the Kingdom of Luriem had the most beautiful people on the whole continent. Many of them admired their delicate and fragile figures, even their stunning faces that could charm anyone.
Rumor had it that the kindest of them all were those born from royal blood. The three Princesses of Luriem were considered as the most outstanding of them, and their hands were constantly sought in marriage by many kingdoms.
Even the Crown Prince of Luriem was considered one of the most handsome men ever existed. Rumors said that he could entice whichever woman who dared walk in front of him. Just one of his smiles or a single glance of his purple eyes was enough to make her fall on her knees.
Still, and even with those rumors, the woman in front of them was different. Her long silver hair and golden eyes were rare features even for the luriems. The crowd was left in a breathless gasp. Now they knew why she was sent as the reward for the Duke. Her breathtaking looks were a treasure.
Emma didn't know the effect she created and didn't notice either the slightly stunned face of the Duke. She was more interested in fulfilling her next move. It would be a bold and risky one, but she had to make the damn Duke understand she was not a pushover.
She was so lost in her little schemes that she failed to notice how the man's gaze became deeper, and how his throat suddenly gulped for a second.
'What is this?' His nose smelled a fascinating aroma coming from her body, making his mouth dry and his cheeks red. It was as if a pure and peaceful garden had been opened to him. So calm, so peaceful. It was a feeling he had neglected for many years, he might have already forgotten it.
'Idiot Duke,' Emma smiled when she noticed his dazed face. 'At least, this blinding and overly uncomfortable dress is useful.'
She took advantage of his distracted sight to step closer to him. And he was so lost in the fragrance that he didn't notice her body slowly approaching. He was even expecting it ardently.
Then she smirked and pulled his robe, making him look directly into her eyes, her beautiful golden eyes that were charming his senses.
"What are you doing?" He woke up from the daze when he felt the pull. He couldn't believe she had made him lose his focus for a slight second.
'How dare she use her magic on me?' He thought, but he didn't know she still had the chain in her ankle preventing any of her enchantments. There was no magic at that moment, only she, he, the soft fragrance coming from her body and the crowd.
"Punishing you, my husband," she whispered in his ear, sending a wave of seduction into his heart and body.
Then, she tiptoed and pressed her soft cherry lips to his cold lips. His eyes widened in surprise, and the few seconds they shared together felt like an eternity.
Only when he realized he was about to lose control and eat her lips right there, he separated from her, but the whole audience exploded in delight at that very moment.
"This is so romantic!"
"I can't believe it!"
"They look so good together!"
However, even if the view was of a romantic couple sharing a beautiful moment, the reality was that her high heel was pressing his toe. He made a grunting sound but didn't push her.
She thought he was so embarrassed to express his pain that he didn't dare make a scene, but in fact, he was enjoying the moment. Her little attempt to injure him would never cause him any harm. How can a general of Avalor feel pain from such a weak attack.
They stood like that for a couple of seconds and when she was about to let go, feeling satisfied. He smirked at her mischievous eyes.
She wanted to step back and celebrate her little victory when he grabbed her waist and took her lips again into a deeper kiss.
'Not so fast, little witch.'
His tongue tasted her little mouth, and she was too overwhelmed that she forgot to fight him. The lack of air had numbed her senses and mind.
"Mmmm!"
He let go when he felt her losing strength. However, the view of her panting and with little tears in the corner of her eyes was fascinating, he liked it. She was flustered, and her neck and face were red with embarrassment and anger.
"Punishment..." he whispered in her ear.
She trembled in ire and fury.
"You!"
"What is it, my wife?" He was still holding her waist as she tried to step back, but her legs were too weak to move. He smirked and carried her in his arms like a princess, like his bride.
"Let me down!"
"No."
She pushed his chest many times, trying not to alarm the crowd around that was applauding and cheering for them.
"Stop it."
"No," his tone was firm and cold, and his eyes looked at her with some danger inside, scaring her. The redness of his glare made her feel shivers, as if she was a prey before a predator ready to eat her full.
"S-stop it, I… I won't do it again, okay?" She relented. It was better to apologize now than to suffer later. "I... I am sorry."
He smirked again. But didn't let her go. He carried her all the way to the carriage, with the strong cheers of the crowd in the background.
However, what the people outside watched as a loving couple, disappeared once the couple of just married entered the shade of the carriage. The gentleness from before died down when he shoved her inside the carriage without any delicacy. Even his eyes turned cold at that very moment. She felt a bit of pain in her back and her butt.
"Auch... that hurts, can't you be more gentle?" Emma mumbled. It really hurt.
He looked at her and smirked, mocking her.
"You!"
Emma wanted to slap him, but the truth was that if she caused more trouble, her country would suffer the consequences, and she would be blamed for that. The war was already over, and the last thing anyone wanted was to start another fight because of a silly act.
She knew no one would take her side, not even her father and her grandpa, as she was sold for the sake of peace. The only option was to compromise and arrange a civil agreement with the Duke.
However, he just had to behave like a hooligan, her little delicate hand was throbbing in pain and her mouth was feeling strange from being vandalized by his perverted tongue.
"We should talk, Your Highness" she said in a little murmur. He had been looking out the window the whole way, ignoring her entirely.
"I don't care what you have to say."
"I have a proposal, please hear me out before ignoring me,” she continued. “Divorce me and help leave this country and… I will give you the pearl of Luriem."
He now turned to look at her.
'Heh, let's get into business then' she smiled.
Her golden eyes were focused and serious, she wanted to convey her will to go through a peaceful agreement. "Talk," Liam stared at her for a brief moment, he didn’t know why he found her so charming. He tried to keep an indifferent aura, but a glint of interest sparked in his eyes. Emma knew she had caught his attention and maybe not long after, he would agree to her request if she managed it brightly. "My father was the former Duke of Monde, but he lost his position when he decided to marry another woman. He left my mother's house after she died. I inherited her title, and now I am the Duchess of Monde in my country." Emma's mother came from a decaying noble house, however, she was so beautiful that several men asked for her hand in marriage many times despite her family's precarious condition. However, Emma's grandfather didn't agree to any of them. He wanted to preserve the family's noble title and prestige, and for that looked for a groom to marry into the family and inherit the
He looked at her for a brief second, but then, he leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest without answering her. Emma thought he was pondering deeply, but many minutes passed, and he hadn't made any sound. She began to grow anxious, her hands were sweating, and she couldn't stop clasping her hands. 'Did he agree?' She didn't know if she should wake him up or not to get his answer. 'This damn man, he dared to fall asleep without responding to me?' She was starting to move her hands in restlessness when she finally decided to wake him up, not minding the consequences. "Do… do you agree?" She muttered, barely audible to the ear. Then again a bit louder, "Do you have an answer?!" However, she didn't get any reaction from the sleeping man in front of her. "Hey, don't leave me without response!" Her hands were itchy to send a slap to that handsome face of his and make him open his eyes. But she better not, as she knew that man will kill her if she dared offend him twice the sam
They were about to arrive at the Palace, but she was still engrossed in his face. He could feel her body and breath just an inch away from him, but still, he didn't make a move to wake up.'Just a bit more,' he thought. However, the driver stopped the carriage right that very moment, and her face that was observing him as if he were a rare specimen was so distracted that she lost her balance and ended up in his embrace, touching his lips with her soft ones.He opened his eyes in surprise, a delighted surprise."I… I am sorry, I didn't mean to…" She moved back, but he grabbed her waist hard pressing her to his chest."I didn't know you were so proactive, wife." He whispered in her ear, sending shivers to her spine. "I... I wasn't! It was not on purpose."She tried to push him from her, but he kept his hold on her tiny waist. Her veil had long gone and the view of her marvelous face was all he could see, 'Fascinating.'Even closer, she looked like a stunning
"That… I... I am sorry," she was now feeling regretful for that slap. His red eyes were piercing her face and she couldn't stop trembling. "We… we should get down."Emma didn't wait for him to say anything and turned around to open the door quickly. She could feel his fierce and dangerous eyes on her even with the veil on. Her only thought at that moment was to escape.However, the second she stepped out from the carriage, with what it seemed, at first, a skillful jump, she tripped. The long dress prevented her from landing on her feet. She was about to fall face down when a powerful arm wrapped her waist to stop her at the last second.The Duke moved so fast when seeing her fall, that he was surprised. It was as if he was scared of watching her get hurt."Thank... hey!" She wanted to say her thanks, but the brazen man took her waist as if touching some delicate porcelain and carried her into a princess-style hug. "You should be careful, wife…" He smirked. "I
Emma knew this was once in a lifetime opportunity, she could notice the trembling hands of the stunning red-haired woman standing before them. It was easy to notice what kind of feelings could raise such anxiety in any woman. 'This could be useful' Emma thought with a mischievous smile covered by the veil. She will make the damn man let her go if she played well her hand."Miss, I am new to this place, can you take me on a tour? My name is Emma Monde," Emma asked with a gentle voice. She wanted the woman to say yes and then when her emotions emerged into a fit of jealousy, Emma could use that to break the spell on her ankle. As only a powerful attack would help her break it. "Miss?"When the voice of Emma traveled to Gia's ears, she could not help but look at her, again in surprise. She was bewildered by how melodious the woman's voice was. It sounded so gentle like a song luring to commit a sin."I… of course," Gia began to say in the smoothest voice she could make. Sh
She quickly stopped hugging him and walked back several steps."Where... where are we?" She looked around with fear and anxiousness. They were hundreds of meters from above the ground and that was not something good for witches, not at all. Never good to witches who relied on their senses to create illusions but a place with only empty space on the sides was of no use. Even less for a powerless luriem like her. "Do you like it?"Liam took her to a huge but elegant chamber adorned marvelously with red and golden curtains, beautiful but simple furniture, and some relaxing paintings hanging on the walls. Elegant, simple, and giving out the aura of power. The same as him. There was also a big library and a study room on one side of the panel, even a small comforting pool in the back. Emma could see it with ease, as the panels were opened. However, something important was missing. She turned around to look for the entrance door, her only escape, but the only thi
Emma was still leaving his trance when his whisper sent a tingling to her ear."What?"Taking advantage of her silly moment his hands started untying the back of her dress and lowering it down bit by bit, waiting to see her beautiful sight.Her eyes widened as she could feel his naughty hands grope her hard with every move. "No," she grabbed his hands but she didn't have the strength to fight a dragon filled with desire. "Stop, I… I don't…mm"He kissed her. Those soft lips and that cute little tongue so close to his mouth were a pleasure he was dying to feel again. He felt her struggle, and her fight, but then again her gasps for air and her slowly weakening senses made her follow his lead and he smiled. Liam didn't want to force her, he wanted to lead her to desire him too, but it was taking all his self-control not to. Her fragrance was so sweet and even more when she behaved so shyly and lovingly.His tongue invaded her little mouth guiding her into a f
The cheerful and strong voice echoed in the chamber. Emma woke up the instant the foreign noise reached her ears. Then her eyes focused and her thoughts returned."Hey, Liam!" The voice was from a man outside the main chamber, just a step from opening the curtain of the main room. "Are you sleeping? Why did you leave the wedding that quickly? You didn't even go to the big celebratory party"Before Liam could react as his mouth was playing with Emma's soft breast, she pushed him but then hugged him covering her body. She was so embarrassed when she realized how much she had let the shameless man control her senses."Hey, Liam! Where is your… bride? Oh, my… "A ball of fire was sent to the intruder's face just as he opened the curtain. His mistake was late to correct, as he had seen the always proper Liam embracing the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.When Callum was able to recover from the fiery attack, he noticed that he was sent flying a few miles from the