A fool...
Narrator Pov...
The sensation in the room was dark and scary, there was ultimate mute occupied the atmosphere of the room, as silence wash its way through the lips of everyone present in the room. Waiting for the report of the one and only devil sitting on the couch like he never heard what they first explained to him.
His legs were crossed as he read the daily newspaper that stated the death of Mr. Brentwood and his family, one of the ladies that were selected by Lady Pearl which name lady Ruby. Their corpse was found on the main bridge with their neck bitten by a wild animal. That is what the newscasters think.
He chuckled, he hates people touching what belongs to him. After he had chosen to spear the bastard life and his family after his brat daughter harassed the one he long for. The fool still has the guts to go ahead to threaten him.
"Ahhh" he laughed in amusement. Some idiots never learn to understand who's in charge when it gets to power.
Despite the awkward silence in the room he still found time to mocking on the dead.
A shivering woman was placed down before her keens, sweating and feeling anxious about what the Duke had in mind to do to her.
She knows who he is but still dares to cross his line. She just can't help it. How come a low-life black maiden take over what she had worked for to keep all these years.
Fear and anxiety had to wear up all her emotions as anything she could think of what's the man sitting in front of her had in mind as he shows no emotions causing the situation bought to him. She was shivering and hands clenched fists on her knees watching her sweat dropping off her face.
The silence of the man scared her most. Although she might have been the Duke sex mate for years if she cross his line, he would think twice to put her head on the spear.
There was no word out, As the man eyes were still reading the newspaper before him, finding it amusing, it's wasn't scenes offers but he found it amusing since it involved the death of some of his enemies.
"What a fool if I know, I could have chopped off his head. Then, when that bastard who called himself Sir Oscar saw the news, he would hide more until I get my hands on him and rip off his head with my bare hands" he said with so much passion of hatred in him.
"Take Marcus that was a good death scene. You'll surely be rewarded for that" he said and handle the newspaper to Marcus, standing next to him.
Now, he was done with that, his attention draws to the woman kneeling in front of him.
"What'd we have here?" His dark eyes gazed at the woman shivering in front of him.
"Milord" Marcus bowed down, before continuing the speech which he had said before bringing the woman here. Now, he had to repeat his words.
"She threatened your handmaid with a knife"
"Not my handmaid Marcus, my future to be Dukess" he corrects before allowing him to continue.
"Sorry Milord, she threatened your bride to be"
"What! " He exclaimed surprisedly, and if he hadn't heard the news before. "How was that possible Lady Elsie?" He asked.
Lady Elsie lifted her from the ground to look at the man smiling amusingly at her. He is such a pain in the ass! Look at the way he act like he wasn't aware she can do that.
Elsie chose her words carefully before she says anything to the Duke. He might be looking for a way to punish her more dearly, she knows the man that fucked her very well.
"S-she taking you away from me!" She scream fresh new tears replacing the old dried ones
"She's taking me away? But I'm here sitting on this couch. So, where is she taking me to? If I'm here?"
"You know what I mean milord you belong to me!"
That word makes the man laugh, he belongs to her? Is that all she can think of?
"Lady Elsie, I belong to no one except her, my Isabella and you make a mistake of leaning her hands on her in the first place" his voice was calmed and cold. There was a seriousness in his face as he speaks. The mocking tone had changed to something deadly and cold makes the woman in front of him chill.
"But my lord she had bewitched you. Can't you see?"
"Of course she had, she had bewitched me with an undying love"
Elsie was dumbfounded, what the hell is he saying? The Duke had never cherished that stupid thing called love in the first place. She remembers then when she asked for it, he almost throw her out of the mansion. Now, for a low-class black woman, he said he's in love. That's not the Duke she knows.
That witch must have done something terrible to him that makes him act this way..she thought.
"But Milord..." She couldn't complete her statement, as her words stuck in her mouth.
"What? You want to say something?" He asked but since the woman couldn't speak up he carried on.
"Everyone is in love with my Isabella, even Marcus here too. So, Marcus?" He turned his gaze at him.
"Did Isabella bewitch you too for liking her?"
Although arcus found the question more intimidating since it consign Lady Elsie, he played along with the Duke ploy.
"Of course, madly in love with her. Her bewitched is the best bewitched ever" Marcus said amusingly. " No, you're not madly in love with her but me only. You can be in love but not madly in love" he correct Marcus' speech who nodded to his word.
Elsie was finding this more intimidating and irritating. She can't believe that dirty thing was what the Duke cherished in front of her, even the so-called Marcus too!.
She bit angrily on her lips, swallowing the heat of anger burning up to her brain. Even in front of her, he speaks lovely of another woman? A woman didn't know anything about him. A woman, who didn't know the beast that lives inside of him and he sat down there blabbing lovely words of the dirty slut to her. In presence of Marcus and his guards?
Is that how this man thinks of her, a fool? She had her reason for spreading her legs widened for him. She had a reason. But now, it was the man who was just like his father!
She would never accept defeat that easily not now or forever!
"You're choosing her over me?" Her voice was calmed, waiting for her questions to be answered. After the sex scenes, they both shared? He was dashing her over a commoner, a sinking black woman that can't even stand up to her? She wants to know if she makes the mistake of standing by the side of the devil when she knows the fire of hell can burn.
"Is that all you want to hear? Then, it is yes. I gave you and lady Pearl every of my wealth to satisfy your desires and you dare to touch what's mine?" His voice was getting loud, the anger he had suppressed all this while starts burning up.
He knows exactly what the two women his father bought to the house were capable of doing. He doesn't need to be told or asked. Just with the looks of her eyes, he can read her mind.
What's provoked him the most, he had warned her. But yet she decided to prove her jealousy which only would cause her dead if she continues this way.
The lady cried, all she wants was his love and care despite him being a monster and beast, she was still dying for the man. She wants more than wealth and power. She wants to be by his side all the time.
It's should be her not some outcast!
"What's if she died, just like your mother. Would you have...." She couldn't finish her words as his hard hands dragged on her throat. His eyes color change to dark red. What he hates more is people tasting his patient and taking it for granted
"Lady Elsie, you know you should mind your words but your stupidity gets the best of you. What a shame"
Lady Elsie was struggling with her hands on her neck, she couldn't breathe, she knows she shouldn't have said that but she had no choice. The Duke was pushing her button.
She wished, she shouldn't have said that but the words are out already can't be recliner.
"How dare you mentioned my mother, when you're the cause of her death. Huh?"
He threw her abruptly on the ground, Elsie was thankful he let go of her if not, she would have been dead meat. She holds on to her neck coughing. Even with this, she had marked her last step. The Duke would never forgive her.
"Take her away and lock her up in the dungeon!" The Duke ordered and guards immediately dragged on her pulling her away while she glanced at the man she loved the last time.
"What about Isabella?"
"She's fine and well, you don't have to worry" Marcus assured him. "What about the death of the lord have you found the culprit?"
"Not yet milord, still working on it"
"You better do"