My External Love

chapter two:

(Lillian and Michelle are walking side by side along the garden path at the side of the family's mansion, Michelle tries engaging Lillian in a discussion but Lillian lost interest few minutes into the chat)

Lillian: ( inner thought) I wonder how long this will last, he's no different from the rest nobles I see everyday, he's not interested in education for the mass or interested in gaining something more than what the society has to offer and am sure he doesn't treat the commoners and servants as equals or humans too, worse of all he doesn't believe in female's leading or getting more knowledge and skills, it's clear that he wants a mistress as a wife, he's not like dad, he won't support me in my dreams and goals, ha! What a day this is, am sure he's not going to stop anytime soon.

(After Michelle's and Lillian walk in the garden, he and his father left their family's mansion in their car 'those of the 90th century' and head for the town, few minutes into the drive, Michelle was hit on the head with a walking stick by his father)

Michelle: “ ouch dad! Why hit me so hard” I complained with my hands on my hurting neck.

Duke Maro: “ I had to son, you disgraced me back there”

Michelle: “ but it wasn't my fault dad, she's so hot and am sure she can satisfy both of us but you can let me have her alone you know”

Duke Maro: “ no way, what about all your s*x slaves? ” I needed her too, I can't have a s*x slave because of my wife and reputation, most especially my wife, she's the major backbone behind my success and wealth, if she finds out then am done for, I want young blood to warm me up when needed, my other sons would have done otherwise after witnessing her beauty so I chose my last son for the job, he will help me marry her normally and then both of us will share her afterwards.

Michelle: I do have seven s*x slaves but none can be compared to her, my brothers would have refused to go along with the plan if they had seen such a beauty goddess, I just can't wait to have her anymore, I can already picture me and my father devouring her on that wedding night, am very spoiled even a though am a noble, I can do and undo.

(Back at the mansion)

Maid Mary: “ oh dear God, please pity and save my beloved lady Lillian from this disaster ” I prayed silently In my mind and heart while at the temple, I knew what will happen to miss Lillian if she gets married to the Duke's son, I can recall vividly what I heard...( flashback to when Lillian and Michelle were walking in the garden, Mary had seen them talking while on the second floor busy cleaning up, Lillian then said something and left, a few minutes later, both the Duke and Senior lord walked down to where he was, then a conversation started, out of curiosity to know what they were saying, she walked down the stairs and walked towards one of the pillars, she hide behind it, peeked and ears dropped on their conversation.

Senior Lord (Jeremy): (walks up to Michelle) “ so what do you think young man?”

Michelle: ( smiling like an i***t) “ she's perfect uncle Jeremy, I believe we will make a wonderful couple”

Duke Maro: ( smiling cheerfully) “ yes but off course you will, I mean, she can't ignore your charms now, can she? (Laughs)

Senior Lord (Jeremy): “ hmm okay, so please young man, can you leave us men to talk about our next move”

Michelle: “oh okay, please excuse me gentlemen” ( bows slightly and leaves)

Senior Lord (Jeremy): ( moves closer to the Duke) “ so now to the main deal, when am I getting those documents, get everything ready before the wedding”

Duke Maro: “hmm yes for sure, do expect the documents by then, I guaranty that the land is of absolute good benefit to you Jeremy, I won't delay at all”

Senior Lord: “ Good then, I expect nothing less for this marriage to take place, come on let's.......”

Mary felt bad and pained, her heart aches at the thought of Lillian being sold as a collateral for the family's own benefit, she uses her hands to cover her mouth in shock, with little steps, she carefully made her way back up the stairs.

( End of flashback).