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Date Posted: Monday, July 31, 03:03:32pm
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Jacqueline
's message, "An English Love Chps 20 onward" on Friday, April 21, 11:06:26pm
The Wolfes were packing up and readying themselves for their trip to London. Nikita could not sleep that night because she had so many thoughts going on in her head at once. The wedding was going to be occurring very soon and she had a lot to do in London in the short amount of time they had.
The hustle and bustle around the castle kept Nikita distracted from thinking too much about Michael. He had already left that morning and she felt a craving ache in her heart for him. She thought about the time they had spent together and was so grateful that a passionate friendship had developed. She had strong hopes that the time they had spent together was real and that he did truly feel for her. Who would have predicted that she would end up falling in love with her soon-to-be husband?
“Nikita!” Her mother interrupted her daydreaming. “Come down now. We must bid the Samuelles farewell and be on our way. There is not much time.”
Nikita smiled at her mother and followed her down to the large sitting room. “Mother, I am a bit excited about my wedding. Michael is so…so…” Nikita closed her eyes and felt the butterflies in her stomach intensify.
Her mother smiled and grabbed her hand, “My darling…I am so glad that you feel so strongly for your husband. It will put my heart to rest to know that you are happy. But a word of warning my dear. Adrian is very set in her ways on how she raised Michael and what her plans are for him.”
Nikita stared at her mother with a quizzical brow. “Mother? I do not understand, I thought that you wanted me to be happy in love. Why should I give a damn what Lady Adrian wants? He is going to be my husband.”
Madeline shook her head. “Nikita, I understand that you are falling for him. You cannot let Adrian know this. You are a pawn for Adrian. She did not arrange this marriage for you and Michael to fall in love. You are meant to be his wife of stature and bear him an heir. Now, I personally want to see you happily in love and I believe that is happening, but do not let Adrian know about it.”
Nikita shook her head. “Mother, why is she so controlling of how Michael behaves? Why will she not just let him be happy?”
Her mother smiled and kissed Nikita on the forehead. “My dear, Michael is a powerful man in this country and he is expected to behave in a certain manner as representative of his family. I know you feel for him deeply, but his familial obligations will be a high priority in his life.”
Nikita nodded and thought she understood. All she knew in her heart was that she loved Michael and believed him to feel strongly for her. Her mother led her to the room where Lady Adrian and Lord George were seated. Their son, Birkoff, was also seated beside them.
Lady Madeline and Nikita curtsied to them. “We thank you for having us reside in your home and look forward to seeing you in England.” Lady Madeline smiled and gave her thanks.
Lady Adrian stood up and came over to Nikita. “My dear. You will become a member of this family in two weeks and I hope you are ready.”
Nikita looked into eyes sincerely, “I am ready to take my place as Michael’s wife and fulfill the duties that his name requires.”
Lady Adrian leaned forward and kissed Nikita on the cheeks. “I trust that you will my dear and I am most pleased with how you have come to grasp your part in our family. It gives me great joy to have you in our family.”
Nikita faked a smile and saw the relieved looks on her parents’ faces. She wanted to marry Michael and would say anything to anyone to make that happen.
They bid their last farewells and boarded the carriage for their trip to London. Nikita already felt an ache in her heart for Michael and prayed that the next two weeks would pass quickly.
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