Just in case, I didn't mention before,
Daisy = Isha's personal maid (new)
Ben = Isha's personal knight (new)
Dorothy = Cedric's Mother
Sebastian = Cedric's Father
Vivian = Cedric's cousin sister
Steven = Vivian's councellor
Raghav = Young master of the house she was staying in before.
James = Cedric's Subordinate
George = A minor officer at Cedric's mansion.
'The same maid" = refer to previous chapter.
The characters in this story...ugh. Too many...😭
Enjoy!
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Scratch, scratch
A peice of paper cannot decide one's future. They say, but I handed over my life to a Britisher by signing a single piece of paper.
Not that I wanted it or maybe I did?
Cedric sitting across from my seat, didn't once removed his eyes from the paper I was signing on.
As soon as I came back, I drank some water to calm myself down and taking a short break, changed my clothes and went straight to his study.
But then again he said, signing this marriage contract doesn't mean we are actually married, it's rather that we are betrothed. A situation similar to engagment but I will officially be his wife once we marry with rituals infront of our families.
Or that's how the law suggests.
This does bring a lot of relief actually to actually try living with this man. I mean I am not desperate to be his wife but I also want to try living like one. The most confusing thing to ever try in my life.
Keeping down the heavy fountain pen beside the paper, I gathered all my courage and slid the paper towards him. And he wasted no time in signing it too.
"And that concludes the ceremony." Cedric said in a joyous tone.
Sometimes, I just can't understand what he's trying to say at all. What is so joyful in this? And ceremony? I mean was there actually a ceremony to exist in this situation?
The news that one of the popular and high ranking officer has taken interest in an Indian woman after rejecting multiple british women sure is suffocating as hell. It has already been spread in the entire town square.
"Now can I go back?"
I mean it's still the evening. And I sure as hell don't want to be in a same room as this man, oh sorry, my new fiance.
"No"
He stamped the contract and then gently folding it, he handed it over to his aide and nodded his head, gesturing the aide to go out before he again looked at me, smiling a sweetly mysterious smile.
"We're not done yet, little flower."
He stood up from his seat and started approaching me in slow and steady steps.
Only when he was just infront of me, did I realise the room and honestly, my heart started beating due to unknown bliss and fear.
What this man does to me, is always a mystery for me.
"Yo-you see...Cedric...I am tired...so-"
For a minute I looked away and his breath was already brushing my front hair, fanning over my face, making shiver run down my spine.
Can he ever stop being shameless?
"Wha-what are...yo-you...doing?"
He didn't say anything but a valiant smirk grew on his lips when he tilted his head and then suddenly plopped down on the couch, beside me.
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𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 || 16+
RomanceA Time- Travel Love Story Setting- Year 1898 Place- Udaipur Isha (18) × Cedric (28) -×- Isha Mukherjee a 18 years old college student pursuing in Law. She is obsessed with collecting ancient items and to go in various museums. After giving her fi...
