141. My child in your stomach

In the eerie silence of the night, someone slammed the door of Jane Dover's suit and entered inside. Even in the darkness of the room, she saw that he was standing in front of her in an intoxicated condition. She froze and soon started trembling. His red and heavy gaze was frightening.

Vrinda Simard stepped ahead and she held the curtain of her four-poster bed. Vrinda Simard did not say anything, he reached his palms, held her face and kissed her. Jane Dover resisted and pushed him back. 

"What are you doing here?"

"How dare you kiss him?" He shouted and approached again to kiss her. Jane Dover stepped back in fright.

"Stay there. Don't come to me."

"I'll get even closer than him." He could not bear how close they were in the garden.

"No…" She collided with the wall and looked at him in terror.

"Don't. Don't."

He pressed her into the wall and tried to kiss her forcefully.

"Your Grace."

"Shut up." 

"No… Umphhh…"