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Date Posted: Thursday, December 14, 02:36:31pm
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Jacqueline
's message, "An English Love Chps 39 onward" on Tuesday, October 17, 10:07:59am
Nikita curtsied back and said, “Tis a pleasure, Lady Fanning.” Nikita expected her to walk away but the girl was studying Nikita. “Did you need something?”
“Oh no my lady. Just looking at what Michael left me for. You are as pretty as I have heard.” She sneered at Nikita.
“Excuse me, Lady Fanning? I know not of what you speak.” Nikita assumed she was a former lover of Michael’s.
“Please do not insult me with your ignorance. I am Michael’s lover who will return into his bed shortly. Pretty wives become boring.” Lisa smiled at the shocked look on Nikita’s face.
“Lady Lisa, I must ask you to cease your conversation and continue on. You will not insult me or my husband with your…_”
Lisa laughed, “Oh! Have I struck a heart string? You think your husband loves you. A man like Michael cannot keep one woman in his bed. You only know his reputation from his family. His other reputation can be best described as that of a Don Juan”
“Lisa, cease this behavior now.” Michael grabbed her arm and whispered in her ear. “You walk away now or I will have you arrested for addressing my wife in such a manner. She is my wife now Lisa and will be treated and looked upon as such. Move along.”
She looked at Michael with angry eyes. “Michael, how could you do this to me?” She whispered.
He looked at her with a cold blank face and said, “We are over Lisa. Over. Stay away from my wife. You come near her again and I will not be as forgiving.”
Lisa stared at him a moment longer and then continued on. “You have not heard from the last of me, Michael. Your lovely little wife here does not know how to play in our world.”
Nikita was in awe of how protective Michael was of her. He turned to her and kissed her brow. “I am so sorry, my love. I should not ever leave you alone again.”
Nikita quickly calmed down from the situation. The woman had been his lover. Nikita was more jealous if anything and she would ask about her later. She never thought she would meet any of his lovers, but she does not blame the girl for being angry. Michael is a great man and it would tear Nikita to pieces to ever lose him.
The violins and piano started to play some English songs. Michael swore that he would not leave her side again and would stay with her until they reached their honeymoon bed. He led her to the dance floor to participate in a slow, English tune. Nikita’s heart was still racing from the heated exchange. She was a bit angry because this woman had the nerve and audacity to approach Nikita on her wedding day. Nikita also felt that this would not be the last time she saw her.
Michael whispered in her ear, “I am sorry, my dear. Can you ever forgive me?”
Nikita looked into his pleading green eyes. She could not stay mad at him for long and tried to regain her calm composure. “I am not angry. When will this night end? I wish to retire and get away from all these people.”
Michael chuckled quietly. “Not too much longer. We will be alone together and start our life as husband and wife. Did I mention how radiant you are tonight?”
Nikita blushed in his arms. “Michael, you make me like I am dancing on clouds. This day was wonderful and I will remember it always.”
He kissed her earlobe and whispered, “My darling, it has only just begun.” Nikita quivered at the sound his quiet seductive voice. She laid her head on his shoulder and danced with the man she loved.
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