Forced Marriage: Escaping Her Monster

Rose paced to and fro in the hallways wondering what goes on in there.

She heard mumbles as she turned to leave from the Grandsire's presence and they started speaking in some language she didn't quite understand.

The Grandsire seemed to be in distress.

She blew in her cupped hands and wondered what might be going on in there.

Suddenly, she heard a bunch of footsteps and she saw a group of doctors running inside the room.

Did he get sick? Am I screwed? Will I be killed?

Rose started to sweat out of fright. She leaned on the wall, hugging herself.

A lot of people went in and outside of the room. She tried to take a peek, but she was held back by the guards.

What can I do?

She tried to sneak out but she was watched like a hawk by the two guards.

Mikey... I am scared...

Rose wanted to hear Mikhail's voice before anything happens to her. She searched her purse while the two guards didn't mind her.

Ah! My phone! Gordon still has it!

Rose gulped not knowing what to do.

"Lady Rose," Gordon's voice from behind her made her jolt.

"Yes," she turned with a smile after composing herself. "Where are we going?" she asked and Gordon turned and gave a smile.

He didn't reply for a long time as they walked through the intricate hallways. And as they reached the narrow staircase she trembled with fear.

Am I getting taken to the tower to get locked in?

"My phone..?" Rose questioned extending her hand.

"Ah, yes," Gordon smiled but then turned and walked up the narrow circular staircase.

Rose turned to look back and the two guards were following her.

I am getting locked up in a tower! What can I do?

"Please, wait here, Lady Rose..." Gorden opened the door at the end of the staircase.

Rose hesitated by the door.

Although she was taken against her will, everything went so smoothly till now as if there was no issue anywhere. Gordon was polite and Rose followed through.

But what will happen if I resist? What if I jump down? Can I escape?

She turned around to look.

"Lady Rose," Gordon's voice turned a bit low as if he was not pleased by her lingering. "Your parents and your lover will be informed of your location. You shall be treated as a guest here under the orders of the Grandsire. So be assured," he gave a polite smile.

But I worry what you will tell them...

Rose noticed the two guards subtly showing her their weapon and she knew what is going on here.

The prudent option here is to comply.

Rose got inside the room with vintage decor and the moment she stepped inside, the door closed behind her and she heard a lock.

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Harold Harrison walked to a bar he doesn't usually frequent. He saw the desolate figure at the corner of the bar. He looked shitty and shaking as his motor abilities were compromised.

Wow! Isn't this a good day for me?

"I have a way for you to get your fix," he wrapped his arm around the man and he looked at Harold with his eyes wide open.

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Jerlina woke up with a smile and stretched herself.  She was wearing her clothes but she smelled like pine and she hugged herself.

Seeing the messy sheets, she got reminded of the previous night and she giggled burying her face in the bed.

Ah... all the dreams I had where I was destroyed by his monstrous anaconda... Sigh!

Wish they were true!

After rolling around in the bed for some time, she got up and cleaned up her bed. As usual, her legs walked straight to the balcony and she took care of the planter.

Don't worry, baby... Mommy will be happy for you...

She said in her heart.

She grabbed the railing and looked around. The air seemed fresher, the chirps of the birds were more melodious and even the cold wind had a certain warmth to it.

Is this what falling in love feels like?

She heard the hammering noise in the shed and looking at the shed, her lips curved up.

How can he wake up early? Doesn't he get tired?

She got the bathroom for a nice shower and changed into a cute dress. She had no dress code and she felt like wearing a cute dress. So she did.

Humming a song, she got down the stairs wondering what she should prepare for breakfast. But she already smelled toast.

Yummy!

She got inside the kitchen to see Jeremy wearing an apron frying eggs. She decided to give him a surprise hug and walked like a cat behind him.

His broad back made her remember how it felt on her hands last night and his hair made her remember all the pleasures she got last night.

Last night was incredible... Eek!

And wow... he's the man I love!

As she was about to hug him, she was surprised by him as he turned. He was holding the pan in one hand and on the other he was having the plate.

"Did you have a nice rest, honeybuns? Ah-" he screamed seeing her close to him and lifted the pan up high. "Careful, it's hot!"

Jerlina looked at her outstretched hands and felt empty. Without thinking twice, she hugged him and rubbed her cheek on his chest with a silly smile.

Ah... he smells so good.

Jeremy was not prepared for this sudden attack. This woman who was dressed cutely is now rubbing on him. He wanted to grab her by the butt and lift her and kiss her.

But the pan... And the plate...

"Let me place the pan down..."

"No..." Jerlina was not going to listen to him.

She wanted to give him a surprise hug and how can he ruin the surprise?

She looked up with a grin and stood on her tiptoes with her arms still around his waist.

"Joel, you're handsome..." she said and placed a kiss on his lips.

"Oh, yeah?" Jeremy gritted his teeth seeing the little woman teasing him so early in the morning. She had his hands tied up in a different way and is doing whatever she pleases with him.

He bent, trying to catch her lips but she leaned back.

She knows what she is doing, right? This Vixen! Here I am trying to make you breakfast and you're teasing me?

"You want a repeat of last night, do you?" he leaned closer trying to get a whiff of her scent but she really was flexible and he didn't want to accidentally drop the egg on her face.

"Last night?" she shrugged. "Last night was meh," she stuck out her tongue making him grit his teeth.

Is she mocking me and my skills in bed?

Jeremy got so riled up he wanted to drop the plate and grab her by the hair and show her his best moves.

"Mwah." She kissed him once more on the lips with a giggle and Jeremy froze.

It's the same as before... Is she going to say 'it' next?