His Second Bride:Illegitimate

Chapter 18: Iyla Pt2

Chapter 18:Iyla Pt2

POV King Ezra

Fume was burning inside of me, the overpowering dominating voice echoed into my ears. Who did she think she was? She had no rights to create a scene in my castle, she was just 'the soon to be queen'...Iyla.

Had I been to king. Too soft. Too gentle...no!

I cannot forget the unfaithful women who had an open affair while being engaged to me, if it was not for my status I would not lay a finger on the unfaithful, dirty women.

I rode my Black well strengthened and fed horse down the narrowed lane of the forest, it was a private forest which only royal and noble men could hunt their prey for fun.

The loud striking sound filled my ears, I pulled the robe around the horse’s neck causing him to jolt to a stop and bark a howl.

I paused awaiting to hear the sound again, I did not know what it was, but it sounded like a female crying for help. It was silence, I began to think it was just my imagination probably the fact my head was boiling with anger.

"Your highness, what’s with the sudden stop?” Emmanuel spoke, he was the first child of Late Uncle David and Aunt Dallas. He had a younger sister which he sent away to boarding school after the accident of his parents.

"Emmanuel. I am sure I heard a woman scream, I am going to go search if someone has entered my territory-."Emmanuel stood in front of me with his horse, cutting my words mid-sentence. I narrowed my eyes in confusion, his fury female brown/cream horse with a layer of white going from the forehead down her body; it nuzzled her head into my horse.

"No, I’ll go I will order guards to take my place.” I watched closely as he pulled his pistol out and nodded his head, he ran into the forest and disappearing. A moment had passed when I heard a frightful scream, I jumped off my horse when the guards from the palace approached me.

"It's a runaway slave, we captured her from the east of France a week ago I guess the fragile girl has found legs.” Casper spoke, he was one of the guards in the basement, but he had recently been moved to the 'Black Rose' where all the slaves are transferred too.

The branches behind us shifted, snapping my head in the direction I narrowed my eyes and walked towards the branches.

"King Ezra. The-The slave she's a Rossi” My head snapped towards a running guard, it was Nathaniel the guard I had sent into the forest. Wet drops of sweat were all over his face, he stood few steps away his eyes wide in fear.

"A Rossi. How can you not see the tattoo, She could be anyone a spy, sister, girlfriend? "I yelled grabbing the collar of Nathaniel, he stood still trying to hide his fear but the sweat made it easier to know.

"What do I hate Nathaniel?” I questioned, he lowered his eyes, his lips opened before closing.

"Stupid, i***t who can't get a job right and disloyal twats." He said copying the exact words I had said before, releasing him from my grip.

"Finish her.” Was all I had to say, I turned towards my horse climbing back on. I turned the horse around, no longer in the mood to go on a walk with the horse I rode back to the castle.

My anger boiled, and it needed release, my eyes looked around before dropping on Iyla who sat on the couch along with her lady in waiting gossiping.

"IYLA.” The voice startled her she jumps on the sofa snapping her head in my direction,

"In the chamber.” I said referring to her chamber, nodding her head she stood up following my steps. The silence to her chamber was awkward, the only sound which could be heard were off our heels 'clicking' on the ground.

"Bend over your butt in the air.” My voice was stern and as my words settled into her brain, she widens her eyes.

"But-"Gripping her chin with my rough hand I clenched it tightly, pulling her close to me I cut her off with my glare.

"DO AS I SAY! Or I'll make you wish you never defied me." I yelled my voice had deepened, my fight fist released from her chin; red and blue bruise were clearly seen.

She nodded her head terrified, she was about to get on the bed when I grabbed her arms pulling her back,

"Are you playing with me or are you born thick, STRIP NAKED.” She stepped back struggling against me, my jaws clenching and unclenching.

"Please.” Her begging for me to let her go only angers me, pulling her closer I rip the dress from her body and push her back on the bed allowing her to fall flat. Turning around she listens to me and raises her but in the air, removing the belt from my trousers I saw her shiver.

"You are not the queen, or the king so don't act like one.” I growled slamming the belt on her cheeks she screamed in pain, the tinted red had not yet satisfied me.

"Never create a scene towards anyone in the castle.” I yelled once again and whipping her, her screams had now turned into whimpering and flinching.

"Don't forget who you are, you are my wife act like one.” I yelled, and the continuous whipping continued one after the other. Dropping the belt to the ground I watched her fall flat on her stomach on the bed, like her chin her butt cheeks were cherry red the lines of whipping was clearly seen.

"I hope you have learnt your lesson.” Turning my back, I walked out passing Maids who looked at me curiously, ignoring them I approached the chamber my legs had brought me too; Ivory.