Worried eyes lifted to the enraged glare of the very devil before her.
They were the first she seen as she entered the large foyer of her uncles home when she returned.

There was no sign of him. Or his whereabouts and it unnerved her greatly that she would possibly be confronting this man alone.

She fought down the urge to run. She trembled fiercely as her eyes franctically looked around to notice there were no servants either. An eerie feeling crept up her spine as he combed her over with a heated gaze.

"Where were you last night?" he asked clenching his jaw.

She cautiously took in his stance. But, refused to cower. Tilting up her chin, she braced herself.

"I was here, why do you ask?" she showed no sign of retracting her lie.

His eyes hardened.
"You were not," he hissed stepping closer to her.
She held her ground with a cool gaze as he stood mere inches from her.

"I was. I slept in one of the guests rooms in the right wing," she spoke with conviction.

"And why is that?" he tightened his fists.

"Because I destest your presence and your constant liberties you try to take with me while I sleep. I prefer to sleep with a locked door you have no key too," she grounded out angrily.

She could feel the rage and heat eminating from his body. He quickly gripped her arm and with the painful squeeze she whimpered.

He pulled her close until his lips were millimeters from her own. As she recoiled it only enraged him more.
"I will have you at my leisure, that was the agreement."

She tried to pull away. But he would not have it. He pulled her struggling body towards him and gripped the back of her neck. His lios brutally claimed hers forcing entry of his tongue.

She fought to turn her head but it was useless. She clawed at his face and cried out as his fingers began pulling at the top of her dress. The quick rip wrenched at her top exposed her breasts to his callous fingers to feel them briefly before she bit his lips hard.

He shouted with a course as she stumbled back covering herself.

"You bitch," he hollered.

She saw the blood pearling up on his bottom lip with his murderous glare.

Franctically, she turned to get away. But he caught her mid way. The tight grip on her hair as he yanked her back brought tears to her eyes as he pulled her along with him into her room. She cried out as he turned her around and backhanded her hard that she fell back on the bed.

Dazed and in pain she fought him as he ripped and pulled her dress exposing her more. She kicked and screamed with all her might.

She could feel the tightening in her stomach begin as she fought him. Her thought quickly went to the safety of her baby. Tears welled up in her eyes as she felt him force her thighs apart.

Fear gripped her as he leaned forward brandishing a dagger as he covered her lips with his rough hand. Wide eyed she stared into his sickening gaze of hunger and lust.

"Stay still if you don't want me to harm your child," he growled.

"Reynaud my baby," she cried out.

"Shut your mouth not another word," he shouted.

She lay rigid to the spot, terrified and in slight pain as the only sounds in the room that were heard was the rips and tears of fabric from her dress and her soft cries.

She pleaded with him to let her go but her cries fell on deaf ear as he began to nuzzle his lips to her neck. She struggled against him again but it was no use. Weakness began to dominate her will and the threat of darkness began to loom over her.

The tightness in her stomach pulled her deeper into a dark abyss. The repulsive feel of his hands on her flesh only increased the nauseous sensation growing at her throat.

He angrily shook her to awaken but her eyes grew heavier. The moment she felt him begin to spread her legs she could do nothing but give a weak cry. The only thought in her mind was the safety of her baby and Adrian's love.

The faint intimate touch brought forth tears as she tightened her eyes shut and willed her self over to the numbness threatening to take her. Slowly drifting off, a loud growl and shout came from afar.

"Get off of my wife,"

The warmth of a blanket covered her and the familiar voice of Caroline called to her begging for her to open her eyes. But, it wasnt enough to pull her back.

Darkness claimed her.

******

Her we go guys so sorry it was short but I needed to get this out there.
Writers block is no joke...
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