ELEANOR'S POV
As I enter my bedroom, I see Aiden standing there, looking furious. His anger is visible, and I can tell he needs to talk.
"We need to talk, Eleanor"
I approach him cautiously, trying to understand what's wrong.
"Oh honey, what's wrong?"
I've been seducing him, but he immediately backs off because he's angry at me for lying to Astrid.
"You ruined my relationship with Astrid, how can you be so indecent?! We have a child together and she just had a miscarriage because OF THE PAIN YOU CAUSED HER!"
Feeling defensive, I try to kiss him forcefully, hoping to change his mood.
He pushed away and tried to lay a hand on me, "ENOUGH, ELEANOR!"
I begin to kiss him again more and more until he ran out of breath, surprisingly, Aiden starts to respond, and we become more intimate.
However, our moment is interrupted when the maid walks in unexpectedly. Both of us are shocked, and I quickly snap out of my seduction attempt.
In a fit of rage, I pick up a vase and throw it at the maid, yelling for her to leave.
"GET OUT!!!!!"
The maid hastily exits the room, leaving us alone once more.
Now that we're alone again, I decide to continue my session with Aiden in the bedroom.
The next morning, I wake up naked in my bedroom, feeling the aftermath of our intense encounter.
Aiden is nowhere to be seen, and I quickly gather my clothes, searching the house for him.
As I'm frantically looking for him, a knock on the door catches my attention. I approach it, hoping it's Aiden, and with a smile on my face, I open the door.
However, my happiness quickly fades as I see the jester, Thomas, standing there with a bouquet of flowers.
Thomas chuckled, "Well, well, Lady Eleanor, I see you've already seen these lovely flowers as your own. Did you receive a secret admirer, or are you just assuming they're meant for you?"
Me, getting caught off guard, stops abruptly and turns to face Thomas. My expression shifts from absent-mindedness to annoyance.
"Thomas, not now! I thought you were Aiden approaching from the doorway. Don't toy with me!"
Thomas, undeterred by my anger, grins mischievously and continues his jest.
"Oh, my apologies, Lady Eleanor! I didn't realize you mistook me for your beloved Aiden. I suppose I should work on my charming looks and dashing presence and I have to take a bath often to look more like him"
My frustration grows, my voice tense with irritation.
"DO TRY, THOMAS. PERHAPS ONE DAY YOU'LL MASTER THE ART OF BEING MISTAKEN FOR SOMEONE WORTH MY TIME. NOW, IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME..."
I turn to leave, but Thomas quickly steps in her path, blocking my way playfully.
"Oh, come now, my lady! Don't be so cross. I'm just having a bit of fun. Besides, you have to admit, mistaking me for Aiden is quite the compliment!"
Thomas bows dramatically, a twinkle in his eye.
"Until then, my lady, I shall continue to entertain and amuse. After all, what would life be without a little laughter?"
In a fit of anger, I begin to kick him out of my home, screaming at him to leave. And as I slammed the door, I screamed out of frustration.
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Black Magic
Misterio / SuspensoA woman in the 19th century curses her husband with black magic, she doesn't know the exchange of that, it might end her whole bloodline.
