Golda

***Completed*** Lady Jessamyn brought home a ten-year-old orphan when she was eight. He was handsome ^_~. She provided him with a place to stay and warm meals. As they grew up, she desired to marry him, despite their differing statuses. As war raged, he signed up for the military, promising to ask for her hand when he was worthy.

Two years later, he became more than what he promised he would be. He became the Archduke of Ayberia. But he broke her heart by marrying her friend.

Years rolled away; life happened. She married a man who loved her and fell madly in love with him. She didn't think of him again. But fate was cruel; she was widowed at the age of twenty-one. She lost everything.

Seven years later, she met a mysterious wolf while she was out at work in the Archduke's fief. She had a fall. The next morning, she found herself on the Archduke's bed.

Did fate bring them together again? Or something nefarious is at play? 

Is this a chance for a second love?

Will she find out why he abandoned her in the past?

Is it possible to rekindle their old love, or is it too late?


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"Touch you," Isadora said, her voice barely over a whisper.

She softly gasped as he pulled her to stand as his majestic frame covered her.

"I want to touch you…" Bernard leaned in; his breath warm against her ear. "…and touched by you…" he murmured, his tone laced with sincerity and admiration.

With a gentle touch, he brushed a stray lock of hair aside, his fingers grazing her skin delicately. His voice, barely above a whisper, carries a hint of intimacy as he shares his words, meant for her ears alone.

Isadora felt a shiver run down her spine as his words enveloped her, igniting a spark of anticipation within. Leaning into his touch, she inhaled his scent, a blend of his cologne and the natural scent that is uniquely him (he smelled like the mountains—like the scent of dewdrops resting on the herbs that grow on rocky boulders), drawing her closer to him.

The Unexpected Event