Caro POV
When we got home, my new husband had not looked my way, he kept a long face and then stormed to the right-wing part of the house, I stood there in my wedding dress helpless, when I heard a voice behind me
" Madam, let me take you to your room"
The owner of the voice was an old Nanny; she directed me upstairs and to a room; the room was so furnished, and the bed was massive, nothing like my old room; the room reeked of wealth; no room at my old home matched this particular room.
My dress was removed, and with the help of two other girls who worked in, and with instructions given to them by the nanny who I presume is the head maid, they bath me, I hadn't had this type of bath since I had born, they even used shampoo, after the shower, my hair was brushed throughout, leaving no hair tangled, oil was also applied.
My nightwear was so reviewing, a black netley body hug, and I was also covered in perfumes, I had never been treated this way before, I felt calm and peaceful, but it was cut short by what the nanny said
" Sir will come done in 5 minutes, please leave your door open, He has requested that"
With that they left, with the bathing tools, I was alone and today's event played in my head, and all I had said and the look of disgust on my husband's face was so vivid, am not judging him if it was me also I would be disgusted by my sight, although I dressed well, am skinny and my face was something else, bruises and dark spotHerendend there, it made me not worth the expensive growth about what my future would be, I fell asleep
Lasewell POV
Entering my supposed wife's room, she was lying down on the bed, she looked divine but apart from that, she was the black sheep of the knight family, she slept around, never serious with her studies, I heard she even slept around, she was the second daughter of the first wife of Knights, she was not raised well, perhaps because I mother died earlier, immediately she was born, why will the Knights deceive me this way, they will pay when I got to the bed where she slept, I moved her blonde hair away from her face, she looked beautiful but her face was covered with black bruises, she has been hit, many times, I could tell because I myself have tortured many, why was she harmed this way, there's more to the story, my mind played the event from today, she had quickly shifted the blame to her stepmother, saving herself at the moment, I had to look into this more, I can't judge over a rumor.
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Lasewell received a document about Caro, the next day, the document contained every little detail about her and even her childhood pictures were included, Lasewell was stunned the very girl he had been looking for, the one who stole his heart from childhood hood, the one he had dreams with, even wet dreams, and he could not help but boil with anger, the maltreatment she received from once she called family, what interest him the most was Mrs. Willa, Caro's stepmom, what she had in her clapboard was interesting, Lasewell knew he would enjoy toying with her in particular but now he had a queen to pamper.
When he got home, he quickly went straight to Caro's room, where Caro was, he opened the door quietly and he saw her on the bed with her blonde hair spread all over the pillow and the bed, her skin so soft to look her, the nightwear made no better to hold him from touching her, the grown was tight at her waist with a v neck showing off her breast tops, every curve of her body was showing and if not for her beauty sleep and her seek, Lasewell knew he would make love to her and never let go till he implants his whole soul in her.
Such a wonderful gift was given to him, and no one touched what was his; every single one of them would pay.