A Rouges Wife (Jack Dawkins x OC)

Chapter 8: Revenge

~Anya's Perspective~

The sun was beaming through the white drapes making the whole room light up. Anya lay her bed but this time someone was with her. Jack. He was still asleep when she looked over at him. He looked 13 again, his blond hair a mess, and in the ame clothes from the dinner party. She scooted closer to him and put a hand on his face. 

He woke up quickly and they stared at each other. 

"Jack?" 

"Yes?"

"I don't wanna leave his world without knowing love fully." She whispered. 

"You are loved." Jack said, he moved her hair out of her face. "Fully." 

"Show me." She whispered seductively. And so he did. Like they used to back in London but this time with a little more experience. 

"Lay back and let the doctor take care of you."

~

The two lay in Anya's bed fully naked, but neither of them really cared, not like they were waiting for the whole world to end. She wanted to be with him, but now they had to marry and soon. Anya still had to deal with her poor excuse of a family before any of that could happen.

"Thought you said you wanted to wait?" He asked. 

She shrugged. "What's the point, we will be married soon." 

"I see." 

She snuggled closer to him. "You doubt me?" 

"No," Jack said. "I really don't you to see you throw your whole family away, for me." 

"It's worth it." She said, then kissed his cheek. 

Then the door clicked and Lady Jane walked in, she looked at the two of them who were fully unclothed. She stared at them shocked and surprised. She left abruptly and Anya knew, Jack was screwed, she was too. 

The two got dressed and met her in the governor's office. Anya glared at her aunt, a hatred she never felt filled her heart. This family took everything from her. Her mother. Now Jack this was to much, she felt crying but didn't. 

She paced the room, her voice filled with disgust. "You're not to see my niece again. You pack your things, had over your current patients to Dr. Sneed, and leave town by the end of the week." 

"I care about her." Was all Jack said. 

Lady Jane shakes her head. "So, you tell her you care to trick her into becoming your whore." 

"We're engaged." Anya said, she wanted to shout but remained clam. 

Her aunt finally looked at her. "Young lady-"

"No, you just said I was a whore, maybe I am, but at least Jack has loved me more in the last two months than you have in the last 28 years." Anya said coldly. "Forgive me for my rudeness but I think your sister, my mother, would not appreciate this."  

"Don't you bring up Alexandra, ever!" Her aunt shouted. 

Anya glared at her. "Don't you mention my mothers name, you murderer!"

~

Anya had been trapped in her room for hours, being properly feed of course, but she wasn't aloud to see Jack and it was killing her. Fanny would try and cheer her up but it wasn't working. Lady Jane tried to convince her she could do better but was immediately shut down. 

She thought about escaping but her only other way out besides the door was blocked by a guard. Who would not let her out. So she had to find another solution to her predicament.