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Brightstone's eyes darkened as he watched Jules and Janice, who sat a few seats away from him. He grimaced, shaking his head as the thought of punching Jules's face evaded his mind. His hands clenched into fists, then averted his gaze when Jules turned his head. He sensed Jules' eyes on him. But he didn't look back. Rather, he concentrated on the performers that were now exhibiting their abilities. Not that it scared him to stare at Jules, he didn't want to let him know he had been watching them. “My Lord.” Cecilia's sultry voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He stared at her for a long while and wondered why he wasn't interested in an unmarried woman like her. Cecilia was beautiful, but not like Janice, whose beauty was extraordinary. Janice, even without makeup on, looked like a siren. He had never thought any woman would look as perfect as that until he saw her. Brightstone thought of how Jules was able to snag her attention because he was aware he wasn't the type that w
“How about we play a game?” Janice shook her head whilst glimpsing at the mischievous smirk that played on Jules's lip. It was a lazy afternoon for them, and she was glad to be indoors with Jules and away from the guests that were roaming about the castle. By Guests, she meant Brightstone, who never stopped making suggestive winks at her and the Princess of Cones, who went on flirting with Jules despite her presence. “Why, Madame, are you frightened I'm going to win?” “I'm not scared you'll win. Rather, I'm afraid of how you'll make everything go in your favour.” Janice answered with an eye roll. Jules shrugged. “I've always won fairly.” “I doubt that you often win fairly. Because all I see is you cheating.” “Me, a cheat?” Jules gasped. He placed his hand on his chest, feigning hurt. Then he glared at Janice, who rolled her eyes at him. “Prove to me, you are not a cheater.” “Of course, I'll do that,” Jules said. He grabbed the scrabble board that was beside him and placed it
“This tastes so good.” Janice hummed as she dipped another steamed lobster into the cocktail sauce. She moaned as she took a bite from it. “I feel like I'm in heaven.” “Are you enjoying this as much as I am?” She opened her eyes, staring at Jules. She noticed he was yet to touch his food and wondered what he had been doing. “Are you not hungry?” “I am.” “But your food is untouched.” She frowned, eyeing the food before him. “I'm hungry,” Jules stated. “But not for the food. Rather, for what is underneath your dress, madame.” Janice reddened as his leg came into contact with her underneath the tulle-covered table. “Sire, we are in public and someone might hear you say those nasty things.” “I don't care and besides, we are married. So, I'm allowed to say whatever I wish to my wife.” Janice could feel her body simmer under his scrutiny, and she averted her eyes as he continued staring at her. She didn't know she still looked good in his eyes. Despite how large she was becoming,
Janice waddled out of the room. She clutched the hem of the gown she donned and caressed her tummy slowly as she felt the baby kick. "Your majesty." Janice nodded her head at a maid, as she bowed slightly. She walked past her and let out a gasp as her head almost collided with someone. "Your majesty!" "Jeremy!" Janice gasped once more as she stared into the twinkling eyes of Jeremy. It had been ages since she last saw him. After the wedding, he and Maggie left almost immediately. Janice was a bit sad since the only person she could relate with left. Now that her husband was here, it was possible she would be around too. "Where is Maggie?!" She asked as they walked towards the dining room. "I'm glad you are happy to see me too," Jeremy mumbled with sarcasm laced in his voice. Then, he shook his head. "I'm afraid she is not coming." Janice let out a disappointed sigh. Perhaps, she should have known she wouldn't come since she had told her living at the palace was more like bein
Janice inhaled and let it out slowly as she walked the small distance between where she had tied her mare to the spot where Jules was. She had thought 'the haven' was hers until Jeremy said it was Jules'. Also, he had initially built it to visit there during his withdrawal days. Janice let out a deep breath again when she sighted Jules slouched on a bench that was situated in the middle of the garden. She hadn't noticed the bench before until now. Perhaps, he had hidden it from sight and brought it out whenever he needed it. She glimpsed a bottle of whisky with him as she stepped closer. "What are you doing here, Madame?" Startled, Janice lurched as she heard his voice. She had thought she was quiet and careful enough while walking to his side. But he had heard her despite her tiptoeing "How do you know it was I?" "I can smell your vanilla scent." He mumbled, then turned. Janice frowned as she stared at him. She noticed his eyes were red and puffy. She hesitated as he placed
Jules winced as he came awake.His head thumped as well as his heart. He couldn't remember the last time he had that much drink.He often kept lots of liquor, but he barely drank any.Until yesterday. The strong urge to take away the pains he had been feeling for the past two years had led him to the shelf where it was.Jules snapped out of his thought and he turned as he heard a moan. Also, a slight pull on his hand.He stared at Janice, who curled in a fetal position. She placed a hand protectively over her bump whilst the other was used to brace her cheek. He watched her as she slept soundly. He couldn't help but admire the way her lips parted as she snored.Moreover, he remembered everything that happened last night all too well.But, he couldn't believe she would have come after him since everyone tends to leave him on days like that.She hadn't thought of what he might do to her since she disobeyed him by going out despite his warning, about her condition. Yet, he was happy sh
"It's so nice to be away from our husbands today," Maggie said, leafing through a book with her."I didn't know such a place existed, until now," Janice replied, still glancing everywhere in awe."You've been here for months, I wonder why you did not know about this since. Anyway, I'm not surprised."Janice shrugged. She walked to a session where a large sign with the word 'romance' was written in bold letters.A wide smile appeared on her face as she sighted the book she had in mind from a distance."This is going to be a great day." Janice beamed, snatching the book off the shelf. She walked back to where Maggie sat and settled into the chair opposite hers."What are you reading?""The art of seduction." Janice grinned. Maggie rolled her eyes. She wrinkled her nose and shook her head. "We have different tastes in books.""Of course, we do. You can't see me reading recipe books. I don't need it.""I agree you don't. Also, reading a romantic book is ridiculous to me. I mean, why will
“I can't believe we let them talk into following us!” Maggie whispered, nudging Janice slightly. She glared at Jeremy, who stood a few meters away, winking at her. “They offered us this spring ticket in return. I'd like to say, it's okay, they followed us.” Janice replied, stretching out her leg on a small coffee table. “Also, it's not like we have anything hidden we would be doing here. So, I guess it's alright, they are here.” She added with a slight shrug. “I don't think it's okay,” Maggie grumbled. “Other women would think we are dependent when they see them with us.” “Moreover,” She continued. “How would you feel if you see a nasty headline with a caption like this, the king and his brother can't let their wives out of their sight, so they tag along like mutts.” Janice hoisted a brow whilst staring at her. She hadn't thought of that, and she wondered if there would be any news with such headlines. Since she had been in Cherview, she had seen how respectful even the journali