Chapter Twenty-six; How To Win A Lady Heart

He kissed her, slowly and passionate, sucking on her lower lip, gently not obsessively or rough like their other kiss, but yet sweet. Imogen was shocked by their intimacy, first, he was angry, then cried with a weird beautiful smile, said thank you and now kissed her.

She is so confused about his sudden change, but not enough for her to push him away. She won't deny that she wants nothing than for them to remain in this situation. Even if she hates him more than ever, she isn't supposed to be in this situation with him, she is to be angry at him and try her best to avoid him.

But why isn't she pushing him away? She put her hand on his chest and push him sightly.

Her gaze was fixed on the floor "We shouldn't be doing this, I don't want this" She said, trying not to look at him.

Simon cupped her cheeks and she shivered at his touch. 'What a lie, it was obvious I want more than a kiss' She groaned at her thoughts.

He raised her face to his, looking into her beautiful eyes, he want nothing more than to stay like this forever. He has fallen for her, and he is going to do everything in his power to make her feel the same.

"You must like me, like me Imogen," He said while she chuckled and removed his hand.

"Is that an order or a request?"

"I don't care whether it's an order or request, but I am going to do whatever in my power to make both your body and heart mine, forever. You have no choice but to be mine, even if you don't want it"

A dawn realisation hit her beautiful eyes, now she knows clearly. Nothing has changed about him, he is still that arrogant, cold, possessive, obsessive, and imprudent jerk.

He doesn't care about anyone, others feeling, but himself.

"That will never happen, I will never give my heart to you I assure you that, I'll rather die than loving you" She declared ruefully while Simon sighed.

"I know you will be stubborn, I also don't expect it to be easy. But I won't give up" He kissed her bridge nose, then move away from her.

"Go to your room, and call Poppy for me. Don't worry, it isn't about Isabella nor having any other slaves with me tonight, I don't think I will be needing another woman when I have you" He smiled and Imogen rolled her eyes.

"Like I care" She muttered and left his room.

Simon chuckled, and Carter entered after Imogen left.

"I saw the slave Imogen here, did you request for her?" Carter asked confused while Simon looked at him suspiciously.

"You didn't tell Poppy to call for her?"

"No, I didn't. I clearly remember telling you that you requested Isabella, is something going on?" Carter asked and Simon was about to reply when Poppy came in.

"You called for me, master," She said while Simon nod, and move closer to her.

He stands in front of her, saying nothing. Poppy swallowed her saliva and looked up at him.

"What is it, master? Have I done something wrong? Please, tell me I will apologize immediately" She said, quivering and unsettled.

Did something happen between him and Imogen, did she fail?

Simon stared for a moment, then suddenly laughed. "Should I thank you or should I punish you?" He said and collect a knife from carter pointing it at Poppy's throat.

"Why did you send her to me? Did you have any motive?" He questioned, while Poppy flinched terrified, her life was hanging on a thread and if she didn't give him a good response, this will be the end of her.

"I only sent her because Isabella was ill, am sorry for disrespecting you. Please spare my life" She pleaded while Simon groaned and returned the dagger to Carter, and Poppy sighed relief.

"You did well, but you have one more assignment. I want you to keep an eye on Imogen, report her every move to me, what she does, and see if she is in danger. What the danger is, and I want you to know this. If anything happens to Imogen, I will kill you" Simon said with an evil smirk, and Poppy knows better than he meant it.

This makes her start thinking, about if she made the right decision, by telling Lucien about Imogen. She is a danger to Imogen, and she will die if she or anyone hurt her.

"I understand, master. Can I take my leave now?"

Simon evil smirk changed to a harmless smile immediately. "You are dismissed, head slave" He ordered and Poppy left immediately.

"Did she call for Imogen instead of Isabella, doesn't that seems suspicious?. Even if Isabella is sick, she should have reported to you instead of calling for another" Carter stated and Simon curled his lips up.

"I know, she is hiding something. But I don't care, whatever it is. She is less of my concern" He turned to carter with a bright smile.

"So tell me, Carter. Between me and Edward who has more chance of winning a lady's heart?" He questioned while his guard gave him a strange look.

He cleared his throat, giving his answer immediately "You, of course, my lord"

"As expected of you, Carter. Edward stands no chance against me, I shouldn't be worried. Then, tell me, Carter, how do I win a lady's heart? Do I have to smile every day to her, tell her sweet words....or just make love to her every day. Will she fall for me then" He said, absolutely clueless. Carter almost choked on his laughter, but with Simon's dangerous glares, he stopped.

"Ah.....I don't think you can win a lady's heart by that only. But I think buying her fancy things will make her fall for you, every lady likes fancy things, take her out" He said while Simon nod his head in agreement.

"You are quite more helpful than I thought, but what day will be perfect to take her out?"

Carter smiled proudly at his lord's praises, then an idea came to mind. "How about tomorrow? There is a festival going on, it will be a perfect day to take her out"

"Then tomorrow it is" The two men smiled at their ideas.

*****

"Please, Bianca, I need to go out. Am going to get married soon, and I haven't seen the outside world. This is my only chance to see the world, please help me" Freya pleaded to her maid, holding her two hands, stopping her from styling her blonde hair.

"M'lady, I can't do that. If your father caught us, then we are as good as dead. I can't do that, am sorry but I can't help you" Bianca said, persistent.

Freya sighed and bit her lower lips "I see, then you won't have a problem with me telling father about your relationship with the cook's young son. What was his name? Johnny was it?"

Bianca gasped shocked "How did you know?"

The young lady let out a sly smile and answered "I see everything from here, you aren't the only one into him. But luckily, you are the only one he has eyes for"

"Really? Are you positive, M'lady"

"Of course, many maids tried getting his attention. But his eyes are also fixed on you, am positive, that he is so into you. So please help me, Bianca. I've spent my nineteen years in this cage, it won't hurt if I see what I want for once, before I finally go to my forever prison" She coed, holding Bianca's hand tight. To Freya, her so-called marriage was just a prison, a place many count as heaven but to her it was just an epitome of sadness.

"Fine, let's do it. I will prepare for us to go out along with Johnny and hide us in his craft but we can't be long outside"

"I promise, we won't be out for long" Freya assured excited, this is a chance to finally see the world, trees, and seas.

"But won't we get lost, we do not know the kingdom, and where you wish to go. Johnny only goes from here to his house, and the market every day, while I never left the house since I was ten, and you M'lady has never stepped outside before"

Freya giggled at her words "Don't worry, I studied Avis map for this. So it won't be a problem, just trust me....."