My Highlander, My Love, Part Three:Forbidden Love, The Greatest Love Story Ever Told.

Bella Wella Venezwuella and Five Headstrong Women

Morning came and Sarah still lay in bed claiming a headache when the servant came in to help her dress. "Mistress, which beautiful dress will you wear on this glorious day?" The servant asked, as she pulled the curtains and the furs back to allow the sun to shine through the glass windows.

"Nay I will not leave my bed today, I'm feeling under the weather and need rest." The night before was still etched in her mind and Sarah wanted to scream with madness.

"Is there something I can bring you to help you feel better mistress? A cup of herbal tea mayhap, or perhaps an egg?" The young servant girl said cheerfully, as she straightened the blanket on the bed, and walked over to the hearth to stoke the fire, "I have heard that an egg a day keeps the Healer away!"

"Nay, nothing a little peace and quiet won't fix." Sarah said, and plopped her head back down on the pillow.

"Very well then, I shall throw more wood in the fire and leave you to you're rest."

When Sarah was finally left to herself, thoughts of Cameron seized her. "The pox on you Cameron!" She cursed out loud, before she burst once again into tears.

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Cameron opened one eye first and then the other, there was a loud commotion outside the red tent. He looked around for his sword, but saw the naked sleeping beauty that was passed out cold instead. She had done wonderful things to his body all night long and he couldn't even count how many times he  had spilled his seed.

"Which tent is he hiding in!" Someone roared.

"Please, we don't want any trouble, leave and I will alert him to go home." One of the whores was saying.

Cameron quickly jumped to his feet and grabbed his kilt. Why were they looking for him, he was a grown man and could do as he pleased, he thought angrily as he adjusted his swollen shaft to the left side.

"Step aside bitch before I cut your throat!"

"Please sir I beg of you, let it be, and I swear to you I will make sure that Cameron comes home right away."

Cameron found his sword that lay in the corner and grabbed it before he pulled back the flap to the tent. "What the hell!" He roared angrily.

All of Sarah's brothers were standing outside the tent and they were mad as hell when they saw Cameron exit the red tent.

Bruce's hands turned to fists at his side and if looks could kill, Cameron would have been a dead man by now. "You left my sisters bed to share it with a whore?"

Cameron's jaw twitched with anger and his eyes blazed with hatred, "What I do with my wench is my business and not yours, you are not my keeper!"

Patrick and Logan McCane both jumped on Cameron and knocked him to the ground. Patrick punch him square in the face and was about to rip him to pieces when Bruce pulled both his brothers off Cameron and roared, "let me handle this my way,"

When Cameron jumped back to his feet, he stood in a warrior stance and was prepared to fight, but Bruce pounced on him faster than the speed of light and smashed his face, as he threw blow after blow without mercy until Cameron's face was broken and full of blood.

"If you ever and I mean ever disrespect our sister again, prepare to die!" Bruce said threw clenched teeth.

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Alana drew her hair back in an updo, showing off her diamond earrings that dangled from her ears. She was done feeling sorry for herself. Today she was going to have some fun!