"You fucking bastard!? Have you got no morality at all? That night...You tried to kill your wife and then fucked a man on the same bed!? Just how low can you stoop??" I scream at him
But Arron's face has no sign of remorse.
"I can go a lot lower...A lot more..." He smirks.
That attitude of his always gets on my nerves...!
I raise my hand to slap him again but Arron grabs my arm.
"Do you want to see how low I can go?" He pulls me closer.
Then bringing my hand closer to his mouth, he pressed it against his lips.
"Last night... Didn't you like what we did?"
His blue eyes look directly into my green ones.
*BA-DUMP*
And I instantly remember the memories of last night.
Lorenzo's messed up face as Arron stroked his manhood...
My face turns bright red when I think of that...
Why does my heart skip a beat everytime he mentions that...?
Argh What am I doing!??? Don't get carried away!!!
I pull my hand away from his grips in disgust.
"You are gross! Don't touch me!"
And not wanting to waste a single moment on this motherfucker, I turn around to leave.
Arron keeps on staring at the door even after she leaves....
Then looking down at the hand that held hers...
He brings it close to his mouth to breathe in her scent.
Then closing his blue eyes, he breathed against his hand even deeper...
At the main hall...
"What are you doing!? How dare you lay your filthy hands on me!? Let me go right now!!" Derick screams as the guards drag him out in the hall.
The maids and the servants all gather around to see what's going on.
"Hey what are you doing? Let Master Derick go!" A maid says.
"We can't do that, we have orders from the Duchess to restrain him. This man tried to kill her..." The guard answers.
And the servants faces instantly grew dark.
"No way...Did she come to know everything??"
"How did she...how did she survive??"
The maids whispered among themselves.
And just then...
"Are you guys done with your discussion?" I walk into the main hall.
"Milady!?" The maid gasps.
The shocked look on their faces gives away everything.
So they were all in this together huh?
All of them...
They conspired to get rid of Rosetta by poisoning her last night.
This is the dangerous game they were playing behind her back huh?
Just then Rosetta's memories come flashing to me.
"Rosetta can you lend me a little more money??"
Rosetta who was busy tending to her duties at her chambers, looks up to see Derick begging before her.
"Money? But didn't I lend you 10 thousand gold just last week? What happened to that?" Rosetta asks.
"Oh that-Well I..." He struggles to find words.
Rosetta sighs, "Did you spend all of it in gambling again??"
"Ah no...well-"
He stutters as usual.
"How much do you need?"
And Rosetta forgives him as usual.
Even though Derick was the illegitimate son of her father from a lowly maid, Rosetta still saw him like her little brother. She was always kind to him, and gave him whatever he asked for.
And that little brother took advantage of her kindness.
Rosetta was a very capable person, but when it came to matters of relationships she was only a fool...
The brother she loved as her own, looked down on her because she's a woman and then tried to kill her for her property!
A burning rage takes over my whole body, making my hands shiver.
In my past life, my mother used to tell me...
Forgive a man for one wrong and he will wrong you 10 more times.
That is exactly how it is for Rosetta...
The big sister who always let her little brother's bad habits and wrongdoings slide...
So much so that he grew up entitled to her kindness and forgot his place...
Derick must have thought she is a stupid person because of her forgiveness...
And he took advantage of it.
Taking a deep breath, I walk towards them.
"Rosetta... what is the meaning of this!? I told you it was that wench Teresa who gave you the poison! Then why are you punishing me!?" Derick screams.
"Oh yeah? And why would Teresa do that? What would she get by killing me?" I ask crossing my arms.
"Ah well that-" Derick struggles to find excuses.
"She has no reason to kill me. But you on the other hand brother...You would get all of this property and wealth only if I weren't there right?" I smirk.
Derick falls completely silent when I mention about the property.
The servants avert their gazes in guilt.
Then turning towards the guards I say,
"Bring me the whip".
"As you command." He bows.
"The what!?" Derick gasps.
"You heard it right brother." I smile at him.
And the guards instantly throw him down on the ground right before my feet.
"Fuck..." Derick cursed when he looks up to see the usual kind sister glaring down at him like a beast.
The guard hands me over the leather whip.
Then gripping it tightly within my fists I breathe in deeply...
"Let this be..." I raise my arm up in the air.
"A lesson to you all..." I say loudly, making sure all the servants and guards hear it.
"That who is the Mistress of this house!"
*SLASH*
And I slashed the whip hard on his back, making him scream out in pain.
"Rosetta!? What do you think you are doing!??" Derick tries to get up and screams.
*SLASH*
"It's elder sister." I slash the whip again.
It hits Derick's shoulders and he falls back down on the ground again.
The atmosphere grows chilly, and the servants and guards dare not utter a single word.
They had never seen the Duchess be so rough, so cruel, that too with the younger brother she loved so much...
She was cold but she was a noblewoman and she knew how to act like a lady.
Noble and polite always...
But After Suspiciously surviving the poison from last night...
The Duchess changed into a very scary woman...
*SLASH*
*SLASH*
*SLASH*
She continues to slash her brother's back making him cry loudly as everyone watched.
"Please stop...I'm so sorry...please no more or else I'll die...." Covered in blood and wounds, Derick joins his both hands and begs for mercy. His fine clothes already in tatters, his face covered in tears.
And a sadistic smile took over her face, when she hears his cries, begging her to stop while groveling down at her feet like a dog.
It was a smile full of satisfaction and pleasure.
A wonderful sight it was to her eyes!
Because he was at the place where he belonged.
That was at Rosetta's feet.
Everyone in the hall, shivered, covering their mouths in shock fearing that it would be them next.
But from the farthest corner of the hall, a beautiful boy watched everything with his yellow eyes full of awe.
The way she established her authority so boldly and treat the man below rough like a dog.
His heart starts racing fast, as he bites his lips.
It was a kind of thrill he had never felt.
The loud sounds of the whip continues to echo down the hall.
And the shaft between Lorenzo's legs grew larger in response...