What did I get myself into?

I could feel how he was looking into my soul. I was already annoyed that he took me from the streets and made me his. What gentleman does that?? "No, but... when I see something I like, I go after it. That's how I picked you up and that's how I will "pick you up" tonight" he says looking at my red dress. He also admires my hair. "You look even more beautiful" he added. I really wanted to slap him.. 

He came even closer and said "Are you going to accept my invitation or... do I have to kidnap you again?" , Is this guy for real? I rolled my eyes and said "Yes, I will accept, you idiot". Deep down, I didn't want that. Maybe he wasn't as bad as in the novel. I should have stayed away from him... The prince ordered me to poison him. What could I do? 

At the end of the ball, I was in his carriage, going back to his mansion. I felt guilty. This man helped my father, he is helping me and I have to kill him? As I was looking out the window at the moon, he puts his head on my shoulder. That made me feel guilty even more. How could he trust me? 

He touched my cheek, making me look at him. "What's wrong Isabella?" he asked while taking my hand in his. I couldn't answer so I just shook my head as if everything was alright. He gave me the best chambers and the most expensive ones. The guilt grew more and more... 

Dinner made me salivate. I ate and drank well for the first time in the two months since that damned prince sabotaged my father. The bed was so comfortable that I fell asleep the moment I laid it down. I woke up in the middle of the night after feeling a presence near me. I felt the duke caress my cheek. "Did you sleep well Isabella?" . I didn't know what to answer. I looked at him suspiciously. Who comes in the middle of the night to ask a person if they slept well. 

I couldn't help my guilt and said "Why do you trust me?" ."Because you have a good heart and you won't betray me". When I heard this, my heart sank. My hands were shaking. Guilt gnaws at my soul. He sat down next to me. "You...you don't know that" I said looking down at my hands. 

"But I know it Isabella", he continued "I'm certain that you are not here to betray me". I wanted to cry. This guy was too kind. He took my hand and kissed it. The guilt in my heart grew more and more....."How can you be sure? You don't even know anything about me. I could be a killer who wants your money" I said, trying to push him away from me. He just laughed and kissed my cheek... 

He moved the hair from my face, "Are you here to kill me Isabella?". I swallowed. "Maybe" I said looking at him suspiciously. I smiled a little to not bring suspicions. But I wanted to tell him about the prince's plan, but I didn't know how. The prince will kill me.. or worse.. my father. The duke laughs, thinking he's just joking, "But are you also here to kill your way to my heart Isabella?" . I rolled my eyes and put my blanket over me. I really didn't want to talk to this idiot anymore. 

He pulled the blanket from me and got in next to me, took my arm and put it around him. I really didn't want to spend more time with him. I felt too guilty. "Tell me something Isabella, what do you think about me? Do you feel anything?". I did not answer. "Hmmm?". I looked at him, I really didn't know what to say... "I like the prince, he is... nicer" I did not mean that at all but... I had nothing to do. I have to make him dislike me. 

I could see I hurt him. I tried not to cry. He took my hand and said "Don't mention Prince Theodore to me." Then he looked away, it was good because he couldn't see my tears. He got up from the bed and left. He didn't look back and closed the door angrily. 

The next morning, the maids woke me up, opened the curtains and a great light hit my eyes. They were tidying the room while I was combing my hair in front of the mirror. Suddenly I heard a knock. The maids wanted to open the door but I told them not to. The Duke then opened the door and entered. I stopped what I was doing and looked at him annoyed. He approached and put his hand on my chin "I'm sorry Isabella" but I put my hand on his shoulder and said "Let go of me". "Oh come on Isabella, I won't hurt you. I just want to talk" he says with a chuckle. 

I raised an eyebrow and said "Now you want to talk? Last night you ran away" but he came even closer and held my chin "I ran away because I felt rejected Isabella, are you going to tell me that all the love I feel for you is worthless? Don't you feel anything?" he said, looking in my eyes for a sign of affection. 

I scoffed and continued to brush my hair. "What's the matter Isabella? Did I upset you?" he says with a friendly smile. What doesn't this guy understand? I don't want to hurt him...I want to make him get away from me but he keeps trying. "Please be gentle to me" he said with an adorable tone. I hate this guy. With a blush I said "Can the maids leave?" , he responded with "Yes, they can leave". Finally, I plucked up the courage to tell him about the poison... 

He put his arms around me "I want to kiss you Isabella, I don't want to wait any longer..." I didn't know what to say. THAT'S NOT WHY I ASKED THE MAIDS TO LEAVE. This guy is something...Atleast he asked "May I" . I pushed him away. "Don't tell me that you only want to make fun of me Isabella?" he said laughing. I was thinking if I should kiss him or if I should poison him and disappear.. 

He noticed how I was looking at him, "What's the matter Isabella? Your heart is racing. Was that a yes?" he said as he came even closer. "Uhm...Yes?" I said while I felt my heart racing. I'm such a fool, I should have told him about the poison. The duke then picked me up and put me in his lap, he wanted me to be close to him. What can I do? I could feel his breath on my neck and he whispered "I'll show you something beautiful Isabella, a thing called love". 

He continued "So maybe you want to kiss me?" I look at him and just shake my head no. I took a deep breath. I remember how I couldn't put poison in his tea this morning. I was reluctant. 

He continued "So maybe you want to kiss me?" I look at him and just shake my head no. I took a deep breath. I remember how I couldn't put poison in his tea this morning. I was reluctant. I don't know what to do. He will kill me if I tell him. 

He continued "So maybe you want to kiss me?" I look at him and just shake my head no. I took a deep breath. I remember how I couldn't put poison in his tea this morning. I was reluctant. I don't know what to do. He will kill me if I tell him. I threw the bag of poison on the floor. "Yesterday, Prince Theodore ordered me to put this in your tea" I finally said. He was shocked "What?!" and then he bent down and took the bag. He asked me with confusion "So... you were trying to kill me?" I nodded, "Yes, the prince ordered me to kill you." . I felt freed from the guilt and i could finally tell him the truth. 

The idiot started laughing. "He must think I am very dumb if he thinks I would die from a small bag of powdered sugar on the ground," he said, thinking it was just a joke. I was surprised by how stupid he was. He showed me the bag "Look Isabella, its powdered sugar" and he put a small scoop in his mouth. I was shocked. "What did you just do?" I yelled. "I just ate it, what's the big deal?" he said as if nothing was serious. 

I wanted to slap him but I couldn't, he was kind of cute. I tried to stay calm. I was nervous when I said "You will die because you just ate the poison I just tried to give you, moron!". He was confused, thinking I was still joking. "You think that was sugar?" he said and looked at me with a smile but he didn't show any signs of poison. In fact he even ate more sugar... 

My anger turned to concern "No, Tiberius. You can't eat this! It's poison!" . He continued to laugh. He took another spoonful of poison. "What's the problem Isabella? Its just sugar" I was scared, this guy is really something. "See? There is no problem, I am still alive. Maybe you are afraid the prince wont like that..." he said in an annoying voice. The idiot fell to the floor immediately. all he could say was "Oops..." and he lost consciousness..