CHAPTER 1
Victor's POV
20th Century
"Victor, Victor honey wake up," her warm voice rang through my ears, my sweet mother. "Victor, you have to the count of 10 to get out of that bed," she said in a firm voice. I hated waking up in the morning but I knew better than to make mother angry, for she was an angelic being when she was calm but when she gets angry, let me tell you not even Lucifer holds a candle to her rage. With that thought in mind, I jump off of my bed as if it were on fire and tried to focus my eyes on the light that had just assaulted me. "There, now go get yourself cleaned up and get started with your duties. Oh and good morning dear," she said with a warm and loving smile, "good morning mother".
As soon as she left I made my bed and took a quick bath, even at 16 years old I still feared my mother and I did not want to step on her toes. Being the only child came with its pecks and downfalls, if I had any younger siblings I'm quite sure my mother would pester them more than she does me but sadly it's just me, Victor Allan. My mother, Eleanor Allan, had me when she was 18 years old and yes you guessed it she never married. It was a disgrace to the family name when a girl got pregnant out of wedlock and because of that my mother was disowned by her parents, leaving her to fend for herself and her baby. To her luck she was taken in by the Stone family, there were the aristocrats in the community, who hired her as her maid. She doesn't talk about my father, the only thing I know is that he is some rich married scum who took advantage of a naive girl and left her to fend for herself, not that I care much about him though because my mother is amazing at being both parents and I would not trade her for anything in the world.
The Stone's helped my mother raise me in any way they could and in return I also worked for them with mainly grooming and taking care of the yard and garden, I had nothing else to do since I didn't go to school as other boys did but I enjoyed doing my duties. The Stone's were lovely people but like any employers they had their rules in place, to keep us in check, one rule that was specifically addressed to me was to never fall or show any love interest to their daughter, Loreal Stone.
Oh, my beautiful Loreal, she was an actual Angel walking on the plains of the earth for us mere mortals to gaze at her beauty and to fall in love with her. I found it absurd of Mr. and Mrs. Stone to tell me not to fall in love with such beauty, she had the most captivating emerald green eyes that seemed to look into your soul whenever she looked at you, her long shiny strawberry blond hair that shone under the sunlight like a beautiful reflection of the sun on a peaceful lake, her small pointy nose and her red, plump pouty lips that begged to kissed, lips that looked so welcoming and yet so forbidden like a poison cherry that would kill you with just one peck. Her body was a magnificent work of art where one could tell that the sculptor poured his heart and soul into making it, she was slim and lean, her bosoms were a perfect round, medium and pecky shape, I wonder if they look more magnificent bare as they are under her clothing, her waist was small and was inviting my hands to just hold onto her closer I imagine she'd fit just perfectly on my body. Her hips were a beautiful curve and they accentuated her round bum that made me want to just grip it tightly. She was just a being not of this world and I was madly in love with her. Besides her beauty, she was poised and a lady in every way, who wouldn't fall in love with her?!
As much as i was warned and forbidden to be with her i planned to marry her when i have saved up enough money, maybe she would look past my current situation but all that would come crashing down dragging me along........
