👰 GET ME MARRIED 🤵
💃S͙h͙e͙’s͙ a͙ s͙h͙r͙e͙w͙..
A͙n͙d͙ h͙e͙ s͙t͙o͙l͙e͙ m͙y͙ h͙e͙a͙r͙t͙🕺
✍️ Author Viola’s Novels ✍️
🍭e̲̅p̲̅i̲̅s̲̅o̲̅d̲̅e̲̅ 16: Taming The Shrew🍭
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“Miranda are you sure of this?” Andres asked as he took her to Lisette
Miranda rolled her eyes “are you scared that I’ll be talking with your mistress?”
“Lisette is not my mistress” he seethed and sighted Lisette chatting with her friends in a corner “there she is”
“hi Lisette!” Miranda started the conversation when they got to them
“Oh Miranda!” Lisette grinned “good to see you again”
“let’s have a drink together.. I messed up the last time we met and didn’t get to know you” Miranda was saying and Andres knew she was definitely up to something
“sure.. I’ve always wanted to have a drink with the princess of Belgium” Lisette grinned “What do I get you Andres?”
“whatever Miranda wants” Andres replied
“I’d love to drink with only you Lisette” Miranda said “so we can have some women chat with no male influence”
“Sure” Lisette agreed
“No” Andres protested “I’m not leaving you two alone”
“why?” Lisette asked this time
“Miranda we alre-ady talked about this” Andres turned to his wife
Miranda sh0t him a glare “talk about what? It’s just a talk”
“What are you even scared of Andres?” Lisette asked and glanced at her friends who were smiling sheepishly without saying a word.
“alright but don’t take long” Andres said reluctantly “I’ll be waiting here”
Miranda’sl-ips curved in a lopsided sm-irk “I’ll make it snappy”
She’ll make what snappy?
Andres wasn’t sure about their talk but he just watched them walk into a room.
“What do I offer you Princess?” Lisette asked and closed the door behind them
“your throat” she replied with a snarl
“what?”
Miranda chuckled “Any wine would do”
“great” Lisette gr@bb£d a bottle of wine from the bar and two wine glas-ses “I love red wine” she said and c0cked the bottle then poured out it’s content in the glas-ses.
“thank you” Miranda took one glas-s in between her index and middle f!ngers”tastes like your blood” she said taking a sip
Lisette smiled “what do you want Miranda?”
“just a talk with you” Miranda replied “I just want you to know that I’m sorry for what I did to you the other day.. I should’ve hit you ha-rder”
Lisette chuckled “you’ll get another chance”
Miranda smiled and drank from her wine “so you’ve been ma-king fun of me?”
“You’ve been ma-king fun of yourself”
Miranda laughed “what do I do to you now?”
“or what do I do to you?” Lisette sm-irked and noticed Miranda had emptied her glas-s then she raised the bottle “more wine?”
“sure”
Lisette filled Miranda’s glance again and she continued drinking.
“Tell me more about yourself. You and Andres and your marriage”
“and why should I talk about my marriage with you?”
“cause we’re getting to know each other better”
Miranda scoffed and drank from her wine “I’ll tell you” she said and kept the glas-s on the table “then I’ll kill you”
Lisette chuckled “raise a f!nger”
“why? You think I’m drun!k?”
“just raise a f!nger”
Miranda scoffed and tried raising a f!nger but she couldn’t.
“what did you do to me?”
“you actually c@m£ for a war unprepared” Lisette laughed “where are your weapons?”
“Come closer Lisette” Miranda gestured “just a little closer”
“You can’t do anything” Lisette laughed “just sleep.. I’ve got plans” she said and got up
“Andres will be here soon and he dare not find me in this condition”
“I know” Lisette chuckled “but he won’t be finding you here but in the next room with another man. And guess what?” she laughed hysterically “you’ll be slee-ping soon and when you wake up, you won’t be remembering a single thing”
“Lisette?!” Sydney called as she walked in
“shhhh!” Lisette hushed her “the princess is trying to sleep” she smiled a mocking smile and Sydney noticed Miranda who had alre-ady fallen asleep on the couch.
“that was quic-k” she said
“I added more to the drink when you girls left” Lisette confessed
“why?” Sydney moved to Miranda “the quantity we added was more than enough.. Adding more would make her sleep for too long and it could be dangerous”
“you said it would take time before she sleeps and I couldn’t spare much time cause Andres will come looking for her soon. He can’t stay away from her for too long”
“Lisette what if she doesn’t wake up?” Sydney was scared
“No one will know we gave her something to drink. Remember the plan”
Sydney wasn’t really convinced but she didn’t talk more.
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LATER 🕥🕥🕥
“Hey Andres?!” Lisette sighted Andres searching the rooms restlessly
“Lisette I’ve been searching for you” he breathed out in relief
“What’s wrong?” she faked a concerned look
“Where’s Miranda?”
Lisette shrugged her shoulders “I don’t know”
“you don’t know?” his expression turned grim “you left with her for a talk”
“That was almost an hour ago.. She left me when she saw an old friend and went to join him”
“an old friend?” Andres angled his jaws “and it’s a he”
“I couldn’t st©p her, you know how stubborn she is”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“it was none of my business, I didn’t want you thinking I’m spre-ading lies about your wife” Lisette rolled her eyes
“where did they go?”
“over to the bar for a drink” Lisette replied “I have to go now”
Before Andres could say a word, she dashed out.
Andres rushed to the bar and found Sydney and the other girls drinking and giggling at whatever a guy who was sitting beside them was saying.
“Hey!” he gr@bb£d Sydney’s arm, he didn’t even know their names “did you see Miranda”
“No” Sydney was trying to hide her grin then she turned to the other girls “did any of you see Prince Andres’ wife?” she was grinning at the girls
“I didn’t—
“I didn’t—
“she was here earlier with Marcus” One of them, Nikki said
“you sure you saw her?” Sydney asked
“yes” Nikki insisted “I was here drinking with Marcus when she walked up to us. He actually excused me saying she was an old friend and he would be back” Nikki snarled and rolled her eyes as she turned her glas-s of wine “but he didn’t return tho”
Andres was confused. Miranda didn’t have any friends except Lucy and Taylor. Who could Marcus be?
“where did they go?” he asked Nikki
“seems their reunion took them to the next level cause I saw them last going up the stairs with Miranda leaning into his arms”
Andres couldn’t unsee the picture of Marcus holding Miranda. The stupid image had formed clearly in his head and he swore to kill Marcus if he found him on his woman.
“how know where exactly they are?” he asked no one in p@rticular
“you should ask the receptionist” Nikki replied “Marcus’ full name is Marcus Hart. I’m only telling you this cause I nee-d my man back”
Andres ignored her hate speech and started for the receptionist as the girls roared with laughter.
“how may I help you sir?”
Andres took a breath before answering the receptionist “I’m looking for my wife. She’s wearing a purple long dress and she was here with a man name Marcus Hart” he ached to beat the day’s light out of the bastard when he finally got a hold of him.
“Marcus left a instruction sir– no visitors”
“nee-d I remind me you that my wife is up there lured into be-d by a man I don’t know and we’re talking about Princess Miranda of Belgium”
“Who are you sir”
He tried to calm down. Tried to block out the image of Miranda lying on the be-d with a man’s hand all over her. Hands that weren’t his.
“Hereditary Grand Duke of Luxembourg, Prince Andres” he hated the title but if that was the only way to get the room key, then he had to use it.
“I’m sorry sir” she apologized and handed him a key “it is the room at the end of the hall”
Andres didn’t bother to answer– just took the stairs two at a time, strode down the hall, and unlocked the door. When he pushed it open, he found Miranda lying beneath a n-ked man, her go-wn open to the w@!st with her brea-sts expo-sed.
Andres’ fury in that moment was so great it took a full five seconds for him to realise she was struggling.
“Get off her!” he roared, and reached for the back of the man’s n£¢k, clamped the nape in a grip of iron, and pu-ll-ed him away as if he were only a boy.
“Who are…?” the words died on the man’sl-ips as Andres drove a fist into his midsection, doubling him over, then punched him ha-rd in the jaw.
“What’s wrong with you?” the man choked as Andres dragged him up by the hair “you can’t do this to me.. I’m only doing my job”
Andres st©pped his fist in mid swing “your job? What are you talking about? You go around ra-ping people’s wives?”
“I had no idea she’s your wife.. Lisette paid me for this”
Andres’ grip loos£ned “Lisette paid you to r@p£ my wife?”
“I had no idea she’s here with her husband.. I’m really sorry”
Andres let go of the man’s hair and he sagged to the floor. “get out”
He gr@bb£d his clothes in one hand, his shoes in the other, and staggered to his feet. n-ked, he stumbled out the door.
Andres looked at Miranda who was lying unconscious on the be-d. Thank God he arrived when he did. He shouldn’t have trusted Lisette and it infuriated him that Miranda never listened to him. He pu-ll-ed the sheets to cover her b©dy. That was all he could do to st©p himself from taking her right there in that condition. He was glad Marcus hadn’t done more than seeing her bo-ob s. That idiot would have been dead if he had succeeded in taking his wife.
He carried her into his arms and out of the room. He would deal with Lisette later.. After ma-king sure his wife was okay.
He got outside and carefully la-id her on the backseat of his car. She didn’t move a f!nger. He got scared. Maybe that guy Marcus hadn’t confessed everything they did to her, but he couldn’t possibly leave Miranda in the car and go after them. He got into the driver’s seat and his instincts told him to take her to the hospital. He looked over his shoulder and she just la-id there almost lifeless. Taking the Princess of Belgium to the hospital in that condition would be a total disaster. Luxembourg might be locked down temporarily.
He sighed and turned on the ignition then drove home.
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Laying her comfortably on the be-d, Andres re-moved the sheets and gaped at the sight of her bo-ob s pointing attrac-tively at him. He felt his arou-saland beaded sweats formed on his forehead despite the system in the house.
Remembering Marcus had seen those beautiful bo-ob s infuriated him more. But still Miranda wasn’t moving even when he started taking off her clothes to wear her something else. He took a night go-wn from the wardrobe and returned to her on the be-d.
Who knew Miranda would be so sober that she let him undress her. He chuckled.
For a moment, he decided to leave her n-ked. He enjoyed the sight of her n-ked b©dy without her struggles to make him go blind or cover herself. He was desperate to have her. Aching to cu-p her br£@st and su-cked on it until at ha-rd ened with plea-sure.
Andres smiled as he ran his hands down her b©dy. She shuddered, ma-king a move for the first time since he found her in the room with that— He didn’t want to remember the rest.
He brou-ght his f!ngersdown her lower b©dy and stro-ked her. She stirred and he withdrew. Afraid she would wake and start up a fight.
Miranda gr@bb£d his hand just as he withdrew it.
“don’t go” her eyes were closed but he could swear she had no idea what she was doing. Then it dawned on him Lisette must’ve drugged her.
He sighed throu-gh gritted teeth. Lisette was so dead.
Miranda placed his palm on her th!gh and used it to stro-ke herself.
Andres chuckled. If only Miranda knew what the drun!kMiranda was doing with her b©dy.
As much as Andres wanted to taste her, wanted to feel her so bad that his breeches was about to bur-st, he couldn’t take her. He felt he would be taking advantage of her condition. It was a tempting offer. She wanted him as much as he wanted her and there wouldn’t be a fight but he nee-ded that when she was conscious of what she was doing and not in her drun!ken state.
Andres tried taking his hand but she held him ti-ghter.
“plea-se.. Don’t go”
What had they done to her?
“k!ssme” she said dreamily, her eyes still closed
Andres couldn’t take it anymore, he gathered her in his arms and covered herl-ips with his.
She k!$$£d him with so much pas-sion that Andres felt he was in the clouds. He k!$$£d her back with his hands doing their magic on her b©dy that made her m0@n .
He traced k!sses down her cheeks then paused briefly to k!ssher n£¢k. He used his ton-gue to give her the most tantalizing feelings she ever felt. Miranda’s m0@n s filled the room and it pla-yed a sweet melody in his ears. ma-king him go ha-rd the more.
Andres went below and k!$$£d her ñ@v£l. He su-cked there until Miranda held him ti-ght in plea-sure. With her eyes still closed in heavenly r0m@nç£, she pu-ll-ed Andres’ shi-t off his head to give her access to his broad muscular che-st.
Andres k!$$£d her in her middle, and with practiced stokes, he took her high with him as they m0@n ed together until a m0@n escaped herl-ips, she m0@n ed out his name. That very name Andres dre-aded the most ‘Erad’
A m0@n that made all the hair on Andres’ skin to stand. His blood felt cold and his hold on her weakened. Like that wasn’t enough, she gr@bb£d him when he tried pu-lling away.
“don’t go Erad.. I want you”
TBC