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Chapter 2: Confidence on a Role

Third Person's POV

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"My Lady, the young master reckons your presence." The butler spoke and the young woman heads for the young Lord's office.

She knocked before entering, only to be greeted by her husband's back towards her and a stranger woman's legs around his waist. The strange woman's unnecessary sounds echoed in sync with her husband's groans as she rests over his desk.

She felt her heart beat in surprise and yet, what's new when you have an ass of a husband?

She decided not to intrude and just rest her body against the door, looking away.

"Your (groan) job's files are (groan) by my drawers. (Groan)." Dimitri managed to say.

She walked towards his desk, behind the woman and she can see her husband's facial expressions. His eyes were kept on her, cold and void of emotions yet his mouth formed a smug smile.

Rue opened the middle drawer and grabbed three folders it contained.

Once done she stood straight and faced him with her own lips twitching into a smirk.

"Then I'll be on my way, my Lord." The lady spoke in a casual tone, making her husband's face stretched in shock and was ready to shoot her with questions but she already left.

✴ Several hours later

The master bedroom door opens with a large impact, making three picture frames fall onto the floor in a crash.

"Rue? Where are you?!" The young master shouts, turning his head in every possible angle to look for his wife.

"My Lord? Is something the matter?" The butler asks.

"Where is she? Where is my wife?!" He shouts at his employee, anger etched on his face.

"I beg your pardon, my Lord. But Lady Leighton has already left for America in relation to your orders."

The young master rubs his face in frustration, concern and guilt swirling in his mind.

"I should've known better than to let her go in that situation without my company."

The butler turned his head in confusion but spot an object in his master's clenched fist, his face drained in fear.

"M-my Lord, is that a--"

"Yes, John. My wife is pregnant and I acted like a jerk rather than act as normal husbands do."

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Rue Scarce

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I breathed in the city smell, my body a bit heavy due to the long trip.

Let's see...

I opened the paper like material and checked the map.

A drive for thirty miles would bring me to the place I planned to be. I'll stay there for the night.

I hauled my suitcase and hailed a cab. I told the driver my destination and he started the car to begin the ride.

I opened my phone, revealing a bunch of missed calls and texts from Dimitri.

I smirked when he called again so I briefly pushed the answer button.

"Yes, my Lord? Have I neglected something?" I asked, teasing him a bit with my tone higher than usual.

"Rue Scarce Vandetta Benjamin Leighton, come home right now." He demands, my brow pulling up.

"Would you please elaborate that foolish statement, Lord Dimitri Vandetta Benjamin Leighton II and the IX Baron Leighton?" I asked, confusion overriding my mind.