𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐨𝐲𝐥𝐞

》Chapter 2《

Current date: 11/1/1899
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Now that 3 days had officially passed, me and Zarin agreed to help out at the mansion. Worst. Mistake. Ever. Almost immediately, Sebastian had been bombarding us with work. He had given me the chores of do the dishes, clean the windows, and gather up the laundry.

Jesus fuck, how did Sebastian manage to do all this by himself? I thought as I had brought up the laundry basket to collect the sheets and clothes from the residents rooms. Comte had taken me and Zarin out shopping the day before and had gotten us these gorgeous outfits. I mean, shit, I had never known I looked good in 19th century fashion until now.

I gently knocked on Arthur's door to alert him of my presence. "Hey Arthur? It's me, Madison. I'm here to collect the laundry." I said through the door. No response. The door was left ajar, so I had pushed it open. Nobody was in there. No wonder he wasn't responding, he's not even in here. I thought, stepping into his room to collect the laundry.

Before I had done all that though, I had noticed that his writing was all scattered across his desk. I figured I'd be nice and actually sort out his papers so that he had room to write when he got back. I sat down the laundry basket and went up to his desk so I could sort out his papers. What I wasn't expecting was that he was right there the whole time, watching and observing me.

After sorting out his papers I turned to suddenly find him standing behind me, I jumped. "Arthur!" I squeaked. His hands snaked around my body and I tried to push him away. "Arthur..?" He wasnt responding so I got a little worried. His eyes met mine and I noticed they had a very mischievous glint in them. "You know.. We're alone in my room" he said taking my hand up to his mouth and pressing a gentle kiss to it.

"Arthur let me go this instant." "No, no I don't think I will" he spun me around and suddenly pushed me onto the lounge chair in his room. "Let's play a game, or well let's have a small performance shall we?" He Smirked at my curious gaze. "You're the lover of a wealthy man about to be murdered by your fiancé. You need to leave clues to the killers identity. Starting now" "I have a huge problem with this casting!!" I stated but just got ignored.

"My love, you've made me the happiest man on this planet" he steps closer and sits down near me leaning over to my ear. "The poison has rendered you speechless you can't move or speak. A devilish smirk plays on your fiance's face" he gently brushes his lips against my neck.

"Arthur. I want to stop this game" I was about to get up but got pushed down by his weight on top of me. "You died. You've failed to leave clues to your murderer. He lives on with no penalty" he says with a smirk. "This deserves punishment, no?" I try to push him off me again but its in vain.

"Arthur stop it I'm serious! Don't you touch me!" "That's right, you like a little fight, well I'm not against it you should know though. I could be quite rough but I prefer being gentle when it's a womand first time." He whispered sexily in my ear. My cheeks burned up and my body was tingling.

"Stop." My voice failed me but I tried to fight back. He blew softly on my ear making my senses go insane. "You've lost little rabbit" he tilts my head up and gently kisses my neck trailing along my jawline and cleavage but never piercing my flesh. When suddenly I felt a pin prick of pain but it soon replaced with a white hot heat.

"Ahhm..." I moaned despite myself. "Mm." I watched an intense shutter go through him.

He really bit me.

I started feeling light headed from the shock and started feeling myself pass out. "Night night, little dove."

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As I slowly came to my senses, I had realized that the area I was in wasn't mine and Zarin's room. In fact, it was the furthest thing from. I quickly sat up, only to instantly regret it. I had a splitting headache. I placed my hand on my head, desperate to ease to growing ache in my head.

"Easy now, poppet." Arthur's voice rang out. I turned my head to see that he was sitting at his desk, his pen placed down, and he was wearing a pair of glasses. Ah right, I passed out on Arthur's couch after he... my thoughts trailed off as he sat down on his bed to check on me. "You were out for a good 4 hours, there. I'm sure you must be starving, little dove." He tells me, gently pressing on my chest. It wasn't enough to fully knock me back, but just enough to lay me back down.

Talk about mood swing, Jesus. I thought to myself as I saw him get up to grab something. I was kinda just laying there awkwardly as he grabbed what looked to be a muffin. He walks back over to me, handing me the plate. "You need to eat." He tells me, walking back over to sit at his desk.

I quickly sat up again, my hand flying to my neck, trying to see if there was still a wound from where Arthur bit me. Surprisingly enough, there wasn't. "Surprised? I would be too if it were my first time being bitten." His voice chimes with amusement. I look up at him with confusion. This only amuses him more. "They heal rather quickly, dear." He tells me, hiding his smirk behind his hand.

I shoot him a half hearted glare. I turn away from him, angry that he had bitten me. "Oh come now, don't be like that." He mused, gently bringing his fingers to my chin to make me look at him. "I only did that to teach you a little..lesson." he says.

"Picture this; You're a poor rabbit in the forest and there are wolves about to descend on you. What does the rabbit do when the wolves are about to descend on it?" He quizzes. "...never get caught." I answer, taking the paper off my muffin. "Very good, Madison!" He tells me.

"You are never going to do that again." I told him before taking a bite out of my muffin. He was about to say something else, but I cut him off. "I mean NEVER." I say firmly. "Well, I had gotten an earful from Comte after Sebastian reported me biting you to him. Needless to say, I'm not allowed to lay hands nor fangs on you without your consent." He told me.

"Well good, then it all works out in the end." I said, lowering my eyes to my muffin. "I should get going." I tell him, standing up to get ready to go. "Its a bit late now..why don't you stay here?" He said to me. "After literally BITING me, you expect me to stay with you? Think again." I told him before leaving his room.

I let out an exasperated sigh as I trudged back to my own room. I was angry. Very angry. He put his hands onto me. He bit me. I didn't want to see him right now. I don't care about what lesson he was teaching me, it didn't excuse what he did.

I opened the door to mine and Zarin's room. As soon as she noticed me, she hugged me with all her might. Like that shit felt like the force of a thousand gorillas. "I heard about what happened, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Her questions were running at a thousand miles per hour. I briefly gave her a rundown about what happened and how Arthur isn't allowed to lay hands nor fangs on me without my consent. She was silent while I listened, but I could tell, just by the look on her face, she was furious.

"..that sick fucking bastard, I AM GOING TO FUCK HIM UP." She yelled, preparing to storm for the door. "Zarin! Zarin! Its okay, I already dealt with it!" I said, zooming towards the door to block her path. She tried getting past me a few times before ultimately giving up. "I promise you, I'm okay, I just won't be near him for a little while." I told her. Her shoulders still remained tense and upright, but she nodded, confirming she heard what I said.

"You should get some rest." She told me. I agreed. Despite my apparent 4 hour long sleep, I still felt quite tired. So, without hesitation, I went straight to bed, no second guesses.

This day has been quite strange.