CHAPTER 14; REGRET AND PAINS

Imogen blinked her eyes, with her master on top of her, naked.

Heaven? She is still in hell...... "What are you going to do with me?" Imogen asked as she gulped down her saliva, anticipating his answer.

Simon smiled and caressed her hair, tucking a stray hair behind her ears, which sent a shiver down Imogen's spine.

Why is he acting differently now? to be honest, she hates it when he acts like a nice person because nothing good comes from it.

He stared into her breathtaking brown eyes. Lord Simon can't believe he spent nights caring for her, trying to break her fever, Poppy will take care of her in the morning while he did the same at night.

He has never done that for anyone before, what exactly is so different about her? why does he feel so attracted to her, what about her excites him so. This isn't good, he doesn't like this feeling, yet he can't stop, no he does not want it to stop.

He wants to just stay in this position forever, but of course the beast inside him would never allow that. He wants to stay like this, cuddling her but his body wants more, more than just cuddling, and being the man he is, he would rather satisfy his sexual cravings than a petulant feeling he isn't yet sure of.

"I waited so long for you to wake up, it won't be bad if I have a taste now," He said while Imogen flinched scared.

'Have a taste?' her body aches so much. How could he be this cruel, and this cold-hearted?

She wanted to revolt and push him, but he held her hand before she could take action and whispered.

"Don't do that, I am not really in the mood to play with you. If you make it hard for me, then your friend will suffer. I have been looking for a chance to take care of her, maybe you will help me then, to get rid of her, what was her name again? Oh, Ari......"

"Stop!" Imogen pleaded, crying. "I won't give you a hard time, so don't hurt Aria, please" Imogen said but that made him more mad.

He released her hand and got off her, leaving her alone on the bed. Imogen gasped relieved and also surprised, 'What is he planning to do to her?'

He picked his leather pant and put them on then threw her dress to her on the bed "Wear this, and get out" He ordered coldly.

Imogen looked at him surprised, but picked the dress and put it on.

"I will get going then...." She bowed her head and made her way to the door but he stopped her.

"You are leaving?"

Imogen turned to him confused at his words, "But you asked me to leave and that is what I am doing?" Imogen stuttered puzzled.

"Your friend Aria, why do you care so much for her? What exactly has she done for you that she has earned your trust, you are even willing to sacrifice your body for her" He rubbed his thumb finger and middle finger together, curious about her answer.

Why is he asking her that? But then again what has Aria done to earn her trust?

Imogen smiled and stared at him "I have to be sincere, right?" She asked and he nod.

"She hasn't done anything that can be counted meaningful to you, but she has done a lot for me. She consoles me, and she always makes me happy whenever am with her. She was also ready to sacrifice her life for me, that is more than enough to me" Imogen answered while Simon laughed manically.

She glanced at him puzzled, "what is funny, master?"

"Back then, she wasn't trying to save you. She was trying to save the man she likes, not you. If I had killed you then, she would have probably been over it now" He stated but Imogen only smiled.

"It doesn't matter, it still doesn't change the fact she saved my life, for that I will forever cherish her, enough I'll die for her"

"Then what about me? I saved your life twice now, do I hold a special place in your heart? Do you cherish me?" He asked, overwhelmed with jealousy and hatred for Aria.

"Master..." Imogen said, seeing his eyes so deadly and his voice filled with venom.

"What exactly is so special about her? Carter let out my secret to her, and he tried protecting her before me, now you are doing the same what is so special about her?" He yelled, walked over to Imogen and pushed her to the bed, making her fall on the strong wood of the bed as she whimpered silently.

He got on top of her again, and tore Imogen's dress, revealing her naked br**st.

"You belong to me, you and carter are my possessions, not her's. How dare you act like she is your saviour when I saved you twice!" He yelled, his eyes filled with pain, anger and sadness.

"I will not allow anyone to take what belongs to me anymore, I won't allow anyone to take you away from me. Annabelle, mother and father they all left me but you can't. You can't leave me, I won't let you and carter go" He declared and bit on her nipp**s painfully.

"Ah!" Imogen groaned in pain, her back hurts, her whole body hurts so much.

"Please, please stop....." She begged but he was gone, already lost to his darkness, his demons, all he could see was total darkness in front of him and then he appeared, that monster who took everything away from him.

That monster that he trusted so much and could die for, he betrayed him and killed them in front of him without any mercy. He took them away from him, the people he loved the most, his parents.

"It was all my fault, I should have stayed with them. I should've listened to them, then they would be, then..." He stopped talking and his tears dropped on Imogen's skin.

She was astounded by his words and actions, he's crying and talking about his regrets. Even though she had no idea what his words mean, it still shocked her that she could see this moment.

Right now, her dreadful master looks like a lost young man who keeps wandering for answers with no hope of getting any, it took her by surprise that she could no longer care about the pain in her body.

Even though they were in this situation where he's vulnerable, he was still dangerous, if he doesn't come back to his sense then he might as well add her to his death list, but she doubts he would regret it.

'What should I do? How can I bring him back' She thought whimpering in pain.

An idea struck her and she hoped she won't lose her head for it, however, she might as well give it a trial.

She raised his head, staring into his deep blue eyes, she draws him closer and crashed her lips on his, kissing his soft pink lips.

She kissed him, and he felt peace. It was like light entered his heart which was filled with darkness, invading every part of his space without his permission, he hates it but yet he also loved it. That feeling, that sweetness, gives him hope, hope that everything would be ok.

She gave him hope, that he might be happy and that angered him. Hope is something he doesn't need, he doesn't want that because in the end it is just a hope that never comes true.

Imogen pulled from the kiss, and look into his eyes with a smile.

"It wasn't your fault...It was no one's fault, so don't blame yourself" She said and his eyes calmed before they switch back to his cold expression.

"Not my fault" He grunted and started strangling her. "What do you know, how dare you? How dare you invade my life!" He roared choking the life out of her.

Imogen gasped, trying her best to breathe. Why does he always hurt her at the end?

She just wanted him to come back to normal? Why does he keep making her hate him more? She slowly closed her eyes, accepting her fate, her fate to die at his hands.

Will she die in his hand now? is this the end for her?...

Simon looked at her in rage, strangling her with all his might then her tears fell in his hand and his anger fade away just as quick as it came. He stopped and got off her, Imogen opened her eyes and coughed out, gasping for air.

'He stopped, he didn't kill me.' Imogen thought rubbing her sore neck red from his squeeze on it.

"Get out!" He said turning his back to her, Imogen stared at him confused. She stood up and wanted to reach out to him but his loud voice scares her so much that she had to move back.

"I said get out now....." He roared, picking the flower vase and throwing it on the ground.

"Ah!" Imogen trembled due to the shock. She was so scared that she couldn't see that he hurt himself. The loud noise made Carter rush inside the room, thinking it was an intruder.

"Carter, tell that slave to get out" He ordered.

"I understand" He answered and took Imogen outside the master room, he could see her trembling and her clothes tore showing a bit of her br**st, he cleared his throat, removed his coat and put it on her.

"You should go to your room, Aria is probably there waiting for you," He said and went back to the room.

Imogen walked to her room, looking lifeless, taking little steps, the guards and some slaves passing glared at her confused, but she was lost in her thoughts.

She opened the door to her room, and the first person she saw was Aria.

"Imogen, when did you wake...." She couldn't finish her statement when Imogen suddenly hugged her, crying in her arms.

"What is wrong, did he harm you again? That devil!" Aria gritted her teeth together, sobbing inside.

"I want to leave, I want to leave this place. It terrifies me so much, that I might die in here. It is so scary and I hate it" She cries as Aria hugged her tight.

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"You shouldn't have hurt yourself" Carter scolded as he treated his lord's wounded hand. I will call the maids to clean this room, why don't you go to the other room and take a rest" He suggested but Simon didn't reply.

Carter sighed "For how long will you keep doing this? will you keep quiet about your pains" He let out his frustration.

"She said it wasn't my fault. She lied, everything that happened that night was my fault."

"Everyone died because of me, my parents, the maids, the guards. Everything is my fault, I still see them, their faces, their bodies in the pool of their blood, my father's dead body and I can still hear my mother screaming, calling for my name when Lucien cut her throat...It was horrific and it crushes my heart every time" He closed his eyes and winced softly.

"Every time, I close my eyes. I see their faces, I hear their screams so there is no way it isn't my fault"

"You are wrong, it wasn't your fault. If you were there the moment Lucien and his people attacked, you would have been dead too. No one knew that there was a betrayer amongst the guards, no one knew Lucien would betray you. It wasn't your fault" Carter uttered affirmatively.

Simon chuckled and stood to his feet. "Maybe it was my fault, maybe it wasn't. It doesn't change my hatred for Lucien, Annabelle and myself, I won't stop or get weak until I have his head"

"Help me with my robe..." He ordered and carter went to his bed, picked his red robe and put it on him.

"You can call the maids to clean my room now, I need to rest" He said while carter bowed.

"I will walk you to your other room," Carter said and Simon nod his approval.

They were about to leave the room when a guard entered.

"Why are you here?" Carter questioned.

"I apologize for barging in, someone is outside seeking the lord. He claims to be a messenger sent from Prince George, he said it is very important."

"A messenger?" Simon and Carter exchange suspicious looks. "Let him in" He ordered and the guard left.

Seconds later, he came back with a man in a black cloak.

"Who are you?" Carter asked suspiciously.

The messenger smirked and removed his cloak. "It's been long, old friend"

"You!" Simon clenched his fist angrily.