THE DUKE OF DARKNESS SERIES

CHAPTER 11

Emily had woken up to see an empty bed. Not what she was expecting she looked around to see if there was anything she could wear before she noticed two maids just standing and looking at her, probably even while she was asleep.

"Morning miss" the maids greeted.

"Morning" Emily replied to them still in shock that they were in the room and not Elijah.

"Please where is Elijah," she asked as she used the blanket to cover her chest. But the servants looked very shocked to hear her call him by his name.

"Sorry miss but we call him by his title, you are not to call him by his name. Call him master or his grace".

"But where is he?" Emily didn't mind any nonsense that they were saying she just wanted to know where the man was. She looked at them looking so confused.

She actually thought that after their magical night they would have fallen in love with each other and then gotten married, how naive of her to assume that.

"The master has not given us any information concerning his location, we are only to bathe you and dress you"

"Don't worry, I can bathe and dress myself" Emily said getting up from the bed n***d as all the marks from the night were on her skin.

The maids couldn't help but notice it, it was obvious that their master had enjoyed himself that night. Thier master hardly brought women let alone mark them.

Emily was feeling sore as she walked to the bathroom, her belly was hurting badly as she leaped to the bath. She sat in the already prepared bath and began to feel empty and sad, she started crying. She couldn't believe what happened, just this morning she was happy but now it seemed that he wanted nothing to do with her at all.

"God please... I don't even know how to face my family like this".

A few minutes later...

After Emily was dressed and was leaving the room she saw a familiar face.

"It was you, miss... I mean morning my lady " he said as he bowed to greet her.

"Morning," she said with a smile, "Polo was it?"

"Pablo miss"

"Oh sorry"

"Not to worry. The master has asked me to escort you to your manor, may I ask you for your family name".

"I am from the Garheé family"

"Wow I've heard so much about the Garheé family, you must be very popular, I heard that he has two daughters. So I guess that you are the second".

"No, I'm the first... Emily Garheé"

'This boy must be very chatty ' Emily thought to herself.

"I heard a tale of the secret lady of the Garheé manor..." Pablo Quickly covered his mouth immediately after he said that.

"I can't believe that I have met her twice... Not once but twice".

"You seem to hear a lot of gossip Pablo"

"Oh pardon me my lady. My master has been very busy lately and travels a lot, so when I'm done with my morning duties I usually stroll around and the people like telling me stories".

"It's alright Pablo... But could you tell me something?" She said looking at him suspiciously.

"Of course my lady?" He answered as if he asked a question while he bowed.

"Where is your master?" She said looking at Pablo with a light smile.

Pablo had stupidly and naively showed her the directions to his room knowing fully well that Elijah would probably be in his bathe, just because she asked him politely. They had already gotten all the way to the passage of his Manor's front door, but Emily started running back the moment Pablo described everything to her.

"But miss you said that you only wanted to see," Pablo said as he chased her.

"I'm sorry Pablo but no one would just ask you to show them a room if they didn't want to go in and just wanted to sight-see"

"Miss please!" he said as he ran in front of her.

"Pablo I know that you are a very kind man but I'm sorry," she said before pushing him very swiftly not giving him any time to catch his balance.

"Miss please I beg you!" That was the last thing Pablo said before Emily barged into Elijah's room.

Earlier...

Elijah had just come out from his bath and only had a robe on. His hair was drenched and he let it rest on the front of his face. He sat down on his bed and let out a long sigh. He started thinking of whether to break Madame Felicia and her good-for-nothing son's legs or cut off their heads, either one was going bring him satisfaction anyway. Just thinking about it made him smile.

He started hearing Pablo's voice all of a sudden it seemed like he was begging someone his eyes trailed to the door because Pablo's voice just kept on getting louder.

"Miss please I beg you!"

Someone barged into his room, it was the girl that he had just slept with. She looked very angry, and to Elijah it only made her look more attractive. Just looking at her properly she looked like a doll but all the same, now wasn't the time for any of his dirty fantasies. He quickly brought himself back to reality and noticed that Pablo looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Pablo Excuse us, I would like to hear what this lady has to say".

Pablo excused them and it was only she and the Duke of Darkness. Now it was just them left in the room. She stared at him.

"Please do speak now, I am all ears. I was having some idle thoughts but now that you're here, I would love to hear what you have to say". Elijah said smiling towards her as the water from his hair dripped down his body and he leaned back resting his weight on his arms, his robe wasn't tied properly so Emily could see his bare chest as the water dripped.

Elijah wasn't pleased that she came barging into his room but her face softened him but didn't soften him enough. Elijah liked people with courage and he unknowingly has a thing for feisty women. If she was going to stutter he'd cut off her hands that she used to barge into his room and send them to her and her family.

Emily had already burnt a few fuses before getting to his bed chamber so she had calmed down but she didn't want Elijah to see that so she still looked at him sternly. She didn't know what to do or say honestly she just had different emotions jumbled up in her, she felt sad, angry, and humiliated at the same time. But now that she had seen Elijah seductively sitting down with his hair wet and the water dripping down his body she had forgotten about those feelings and got a bit nervous.

"I am waiting for you.."

"Marry me," Emily said very quickly before he could even finish his sentence properly. Elijah looked surprised but Emily was also shocked by what she said. But it wasn't a lie she actually did want him to marry her.

"Excuse me?" Elijah asked her.

"You will marry me" now she'd done it. She didn't even know what she was saying now, it was like her mouth had a power of its own.

"You seem confused..."

"I am not!" Emily yelled interrupting him.

'This child cut me short again ' was what went through his mind when she yelled.

"And why should I do that?"

"Because you took my first night"

"Surely you gest"

"I am serious," she said to him more violently.

"I was a drugged man and did not know what I was doing, you took advantage of m..."

"I did not!" She interrupted him again.

Again?! Elijah gritted his jaw, he was pissed. She was a feisty one but she was also getting on his nerves.

"I was drunk that night too".

"Ok then," Elijah said before standing up and getting closer to Emily as she stepped backward, he continued to walk towards her until her back was against the wall.

"Look, I honestly don't care who you are or where you came from," he said before looking down at her body Emily's heart had been pounding as she looked at him, she couldn't say anything.

"But since you are so eager, would you be able to suffice for mistress," He said whispering the 'mistress' in her ear.

Yes, she had annoyed Elijah and he was furious but all the same, he still found her attractive, to him she looked sexy.

Hearing his voice in her ears made her n*****s r beise and she didn't have a corset on. So it showed through the dress, and it was quite obvious. Elijah looked down and he noticed it. Emily couldn't take the embarrassment and tried pushing him away but he didn't move and she noticed that her arms were on his chest so she panicked and ran away from the room.

Elijah watched her run away before he went back to his bed.

"Those eyes," he said to himself as drove his hair from his face and took it to the back.

"They were lovely," he said.