Tamed.....

Chapter two....

"I hate them all!.....they keep throwing themselves like some cheap,,,cheap harlot at me"...Tristan said angrily kicking the chair aside all the while pacing around the already tensed study his hands akimbo. His two friends Nicholas Elsworth, baron of Medford and John Dalton,Marquess of Haywood were reclined to a corner , each having a glass of scotch totally ignoring their friend, whom they're used to his tantrums....

"The mama's are the most annoying of the entire situation, can you imagine Lady Chadwick walked up to me with that godforsaken reticule of hers and that ..that what do they call it again that ladies carries about like their lives depends on it....and then she had the guts to ask me, "when will you be picking a bride"...He mimicked the old lady while demonstrating with his hands and distorting his face to match that of Lady Chadwick .This evoked laughter from his friends who all the while left him to his own devices...

"Do you mean ,she said that???......".inquired John whose interest has suddenly been stimulated by his friend's complaint..

He looked at his friend "Yea, she even said, she'll send us an invite to her daughter's debut ball', he explained, demonstrating with his right hand....'like who cares if her daughter is making her first come out", he said miserably wiping aggravation acquired perspiration off his face......He moved towards his desk and sat down picking up the the bottle of whiskey, finishing it in one gulp...This gained perplexed stares from his friends who felt this has really gotten out of hand and they have to stop him. .....This was the second time after a long time they've seen him this way and it was no longer a funny situation..

The first time was when his Dad told him of his engagement to Lady Beatrice of Woodingburgh...It was a day not to be remembered..He came into Nicholas house that very day like a ghost was after him, every ploy to get him to calm down had proven abortive and finally, when his friends had managed to calm him down, everyone woke the next morning to find him missing...Just like that. no trace.He ghosted everyone for what seemed like forever and just the way he left, one day they all woke up and found him in the dining having breakfast and when interrogated he said he needed to go far away from everyone to get his act together and that he came back ready to take up whatever responsibility his family demanded of him. Up till date, no one was able to unravel the misery behind his travel, concerning where he traveled to, not even his close buddies.Looking at him now he's friends were getting weary that he is acting just the way he did back then...

"Hey, Tris.just calm down OK ?,It's not a big deal. You need to chill out...., It's not compulsory we'll go by the way..Those mamas are sickening we all know that,,, right, John? ,..Nich asked John pleading with his eyes for rescue...

"Yea" John piped in....They all drank quietly each not knowing what was going through the mind of the other.....

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Later in the day Tristan was in his chamber contemplating, if to go for a ride down the park or just have a nap ..He stood staring at his bed for a long time. It has really been awhile he unwind himself. perhaps that was the reason behind his misery,maybe it was time to visit Club La rosa....He smiled to himself and went to the table to pen a letter to his heartthrob Beverly....He picked up a sheet from his drawer and a quid . He was about to write but paused,, should he surprise her? ,, He grinned ..yea maybe he should..He hasn't been to the countryside for awhile due to his responsibilities here in London and judging from the manner he left the last time, it not a good idea to write because knowing her, she'll probably trash his letter..That was what he liked about her, her temper. She's beautiful, confident and truly fierce....Just how he liked his women. There's nothing more repulsive to him than a docile chick and he hopes for goodness sake his wife to be possesses every bit of Beverly's personality, yes, that is apart from her arrogance..He definitely needed a submissive duchess in the future...He tossed the paper in garbage and walked to the bed..This weekend is suddenly promising....He laid down, imagining what will be her reaction when she opens her door to see him standing there..Know her well she is likely to give him a befitting smack across the face and slam the door right on his face and after a little apology, she'll come close to the door and then when he threaten to break down the door to get to her..She will quickly open and tell him, how much people die to be in his position and then they will stare at each other for what seems like eternity and then she'll dive him and he will catch her half way and then.....

"Tristan!!!!....Someone banged on his door ...What in god's name he grimaced...Joy killers...."Tris, I know you are awake. open the door now!..." That was his baby sister Felicia, for someone so petite she is gifted in her mouth ..Some times he feels like taking her to the port and having her exchanged for a cheap commodity, just to keep her in check and acknowledge his position as her elder brother..She kept banging....He sighed, climbed down from the bed, picked up his shirt he has already discarded before and wore while moving to the door to get his ears busted again...

He opened the door, "What is it horse face?"....He vomited poking at her...

"You won't call me that,you understand, Tristan , you won't do that, you are supposed to take me to the soiree at Madame Melody's today but here you are sulking like a two year old...."..he was shocked ,,how, how..

"Yea, your friend's told me,,what is wrong with you, I want to find a husband unlike you, I don't want to die lonely and wretched"..She spat...This was how they related, always at each others throat...

"You will talk to me with respect Fel, I am your older brother..Do you understand?.."..She scoffed..."And for that you will remain at home till I say otherwise, go,go and ponder on your mistake, until you repent of it and start acting like a proper lady,, other than that sis, you might actually start prepping yourself for a lonely old age in bath"..He said smiling cockily to drive home his point to the astonishment of his sister who was shaking her head and trying to talk but he knew better and wouldn't let her.

"Yes sister, no man I repeat, no man wants a rascal for a wife, you might have managed to deceive your governess into letting you skip your propriety classes but you can't hide it with me can you??...He continued...'Apart from the Duke and Duchess, I will give you this one permission you seek and thanks to Dad', he said coming out from his room and closing the door behind him while rubbing his hands together and again smiling, he bent down and poked her shoulders 'your coming out to society, rests sorely on my shoulders as your elder brother when I deem it fit...For your safety..Coz with this mouth of yours , a man might lose his temper and beat you to pulp and I wouldn't want that to happen little sister'....So go ahead" , he said, dismissing her with his hands, ' go and do the right thing and when I see you have improved, then I might consider being your escort to your societal balls and whatever you want"...He finished moving pass her towards,the steps.....Felicia who was mesmerized with everything her brother said stood at a spot with her mouth agape,,stupefied .When she finally recovered, she turned with a speed of light and sped after her brother..."Can you hear yourself brother,,,You are so impossible, I don't believe you,,,Am going to tell Dad",,,with that she took off towards her Dad's study...He chuckled and continued towards the stables.He always knew which of her strings to pull whenever he wanted to get her off his back...Since he couldn't enjoy the comfort of his own chambers, he will have to take a ride to clear his head as well as figure out what to get for Beverly, if he doesn't intend to lose his head to her in Club la rosa...

He got to the stables and called on Phillips who was in charge of the stables to tell one of the stable hands to bring Venom his favorite ride...Venom earned that name from proving himself the first day he met him at the "Edinburgh comps" .It was a polo competition in Edinburgh for the elites and he went with his father the duke. When he saw venom who was one of the mounts..He knew he was going home with him..Though he paid through his nose to get him, but he was worth every chilling..

The stable boy soon brought him and left. Venom snorted and earned a laugh from his master..He raised his face at Tristan ,who patted his head brushing his manes back and forth earning a neigh...He poked his nose into Tristan's jacket probably checking for gifts, this evoked laughed from Tristan who dug into his inner pocket to produce an apple which he gave to him . Venom ate the apple quietly after which he nosed his hands for more ...

....."No more Champ, you gold digging hero . I just gave you one, you should be contented bud.I haven’t even had any myself...." He patted him..' C'mon let's go and stretch, am bored, I know you are too..."He picked up his reins and led him to the court yard, mounted him and they took off.....

They rode towards the park in silence ...Him pondering what life is going to look like for him a year from now especially after getting married to his betrothed....He has never met her in person yet..He was supposed to,,,but for one reason or the other he kept postponing the meeting. His parents said Beatrice was comely and a woman of high breeding. And will bring good fortunes to the dukedom and as the heir to his father, he knows he has to do what is in the family's best interest...Maybe he will just detour after his visit to the countryside.He could pay her a visit and spend sometime getting to know her, she may not be that bad after all..

He turned and faced the direction going to the center of the park...and continued in his thoughts. If he was going to spend his entire life with this woman he might as well get to know her and probably form a relationship with her for the goodness of his sanity ...He wouldn't want to marry a stranger and for that matter someone he was expected to produce an heir with. It was simply unavoidable....Most of societal marriages were usually like that, and they always turn out well...Him for a start never believes in love..It was a win win case always..Everyone has something to bring to the table for the union to work....

Whenever he acquired a mistress, he always made that very clear from the onset ,that he wanted their bodies for pleasure and will pay handsomely for them to submit to him and expect nothing in return.......He reached the park and from his position and stance he observed everyone in the park all engaged in one way or the other with each other. ...Lovers can be spotted almost whispering in the corners to each other, with their chaperone a meter or two behind keeping watch to avoid any inappropriate behaviors. He has questioned that singular societal provision most times.It's not like they ain't adults and can't control themselves...

He didn't want to risk his presence in the park to avoid desperate mama's attacking him with their underage daughters and invitations to their boring parties....He scoffed and changed his course to the woods...He moved towards the bridge that he will cross from and move home without being dictated....