My Secret Lover - (enola holmes x female reader)

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A/N
Me being away for so long doesn't feel forgivable at all, and I feel so bad for you guys. I suppose my life has just been filled with so many things and that has made it hard for me to actually sit down and write something. Despite that, i'm back! And i'll give you an ending as I promised.
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Enola's pov:

It has been 2,5 weeks since Enola's 'first' visit at your home.

What a wonderful night I had with my poppy yesterday. Everything seems so magical when I am with her. She has showed what love truly means, and I am forever grateful for that.

I was walking home. It's the start of july, which means its my birthday soon. The hummingbirds were singing as I entered my yard. I sang with them as I approached my front door.

When I walked in, I could hear talking come from my tearoom. I walked slowly towards the sound. Trying not to be caught, I went to stand behind the doorframe, so I could peek at what was going on.

"Well you sound like you'd make a perfect husband for her" Mycroft said. I sticked my head further inside as I saw a young man with blonde hair and puffy cheeks. I gasped to myself as I pulled back and leaned against the wall with my hand covering my mouth.

That's when I saw the newspaper on the dresser beside me.

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SEARCHING HUSBAND FOR YOUNG ENOLA HOLMES
Older brother Mycroft Holmes is Currently seeking a husband for his younger sister Enola. He claimed that Enola is a beautiful young woman and would be pleased to have a man who can put her under control.
If interested, please contact Mycroft by sending an application to 22, Greenberry Lane.
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WHAT?? He tried to sell me like a pet of his?? Sending an application like he's gonna pay a man to marry me? I am sure that's the most ridiculous thing i've ever been a part of. And i've been a part of some wicked things.

I could feel the anger rising as I clenched my fists and jaw. How dare he?? I took the paper and stomped furiously into my tearoom. "Get out!" I yelled as I threw the neswpaper in Mycroft's hands.

"Well if it isn't the troublemaker herself." Mycroft said with a smirk plastered on his face. The man sitting across from him raised a brow looking confused. "Now! Both of you! Out of my house!" I screamed with a firm look on my face.

"What's going on?" the blonde man said obviously shook by my yelling. "Mr. Holmes.. isn't this your house?" He frowned looking at both of us while he lifted himself to stand. "No sir this house belongs to me, and Mycroft here doesn't have a home"

I wasn't happy with putting my brother on the edge like that. I know his image means a lot to him. But his time he just stepped way across the line. I'd rather tell him to leave now than for my aggression to take control over me.

"You have no right to rule over me. I am your big brother." My brother said with a high voice and sharp tone. "You won't be anymore if you don't leave this house right now." I said looking him right in his eyes. I clenched my fists even more and slightly lifted them as I moved my right foot a step back.

Mycroft stepped back well aware of my abilities. The blonde man rushed beside me and went straight out the front door.

"You're ill. Terribly...terribly ill. People like you should go to hell. I thought I could fix you. But while she's still alive that seems quite impossible." Mycroft mumbled the last part as he looked up and around. "What did you say?" I asked knowing exactly what he said. I frowned as I stepped closer to him. "I'm gonna pack my things" He said as he walked past me.

While she's still alive..

The words replayed through my mind. Was Y/n in danger? Was he going to kill her, so he could make me marry a man?? Is he insane?

I heard the front door open and then slam shut a few seconds after. I jogged to the door looking out the circle shaped window. Mycroft had called for a carriage, and I saw as the man helped him put is luggage on the back of it.

If he was going to kill Y/n I had to save her before it was too late. I locked my front door, grabbed my shal and sprinted to my backdoor leading to my garden. There was a path through the forest leading to my poppy's house. But I never used it as I liked taking the longer walk by the flowers on the side of the road. Right now I couldn't be more grateful with that path existing.

I fetched my bicycle and swung a leg around it. I looked fiercely at the forest like I was attempting one of the horse races from the arena. Technically I was attempting a horse race, except for the fact that I was sitting on my bicycle.

The second I heard the horses' hoofs starting to gallop, I immediately moved my pedals and rode over my lawn and into the forest.

I felt my breath grow heavier from the stress of not knowing whether Y/n was gonna be okay or not. I gulped as I forced my feet to move faster. I couldn't lose her. I just couldn't.

I sighed as I could finally see Y/n's flowerbeds. Now I just prayed that I made it before Mycroft did.

When I entered her garden I jumped off my bike and let it fall to my side. As I started pacing towards her bedroom window, I heard Y/n's front door shut.

Mycroft was inside the house.

I'll see you guys with an update soon. I promise.

- kisses