Gentlemen Of The Court

Chapter Five

"This household?" Delilah snapped "Sir, you do not own this household! I do. This is my family home. My inheritance. All you did was marry my sister-"

"And in the eyes of the law, that is enough young lady. This was your sister's diary and now that she's gone, it falls over to me. And I've been placed as your guardian as well, until you get married!"

Against common sense, she replied with an aim to anger him
"You're not my guardian sir. You are nothing! I'm twenty two years old. The last thing I need is a guardian. Moreover, I'm never getting married"

Delilah watched in horror as Gregor burst out into a menacing laugh, a sound that threatened to wake up half the servants in the house. A sound that crept up her skin with how vile and arrogant it sounded

"Delilah, oh sweet Delilah. It's funny you should say such a thing like you won't get married, when you're infact getting married just next week. You're getting married to me!" he said with all glee

The stricken look on her face was very evident "What do you mean, getting married to you?" she asked in a fearful whisper, afraid she already knew the answer.

"Dear, sweet Delilah. I obtained a special marriage license, for the both of us. Your sister's been dead for over a year now, and my mourning is over. What better thing to do than to marry the younger sister of my wife, so I can protect her properly and make her bear children for the household of Salvador? Or is it Smitten? Haha! I never know these things" he droned on, with an evil delight on his face, as he watched her squirm and try to back away from him, but he kept on stepping forward until he got to where she was. Until she could run no more, her back pressing against the wall.

"You wouldn't- But you would be committing bigamy! Because my sister is not dead! She's gone missing. And you're supposed to be helping me find her, not replace her..." Delilah cried out

"If your sister's alive, I never want to see her again. Not when I'm left with the better sister in the palm of my hands. Oh sweet Delilah. I've always longed to touch you, make you mine, fuck you good until you're left screaming out my name."

Whack! Delilah slapped him in sheer horror, the soft stretch of her palm connecting with the hard steel of his face ;and that's when it happened. Without giving her warning or time to react, his hand like a vice, shot out and seized her wrist, jerking her fully into his arms, as his mouth crushed down on hers, mercilessly bruising her lips, forcing them to part from sheer, cruel pressure and when they did, his tongue plunged into her mouth, ravaging its softness

Delilah writhed furtily in his iron embrace, while tears of impotent rage raced down her cheeks from the assault. The more she struggled, the more insolent and punishing his mouth became, until at last, she was able to muster all the strength she possessed, and pushed him off her, slapping him twice on both cheeks! They were both left panting hard.

"How dare you Smitten? How dare you..."

He cut her off when he called out
"Guards!"

And from nowhere, two men rushed out from hiding, walking to where Delilah was and grabbing her hands forcing her to move towards a large, flat table back in the kitchen

"What are you- what are you doing? Who are these?" Delilah screamed out, fighting against the men, but they were too strong and she was outnumbered.

"Hold her down, spread her legs apart" Gregor instructed

"Whatever you think you want to do Gregor, don't do it. I'm begging you! I'm sorry for going against your commands! Please don't do this" Delilah begged earnestly as the men moved to do his bidding, while he stepped around to where her thighs lay spread, although still clothe-covered, stepping in between them.

"Relax Delilah. This is nothing at all. And I assure you it won't be as painful as you think. I'm simply going to assess, to see if my wife-to-be, is still a virgin or not, or if she's soiled herself. You go and come in at odd hours of the day and night, you sneak off into men's house wantonly and unchaperoned. Alex told me. You know what the law says about ladies who come into their marriage homes without a virginal hymen? They're publicly humiliated, and ridiculed, while their reputations are left in irreparable tatters!" he jested menacingly, raving on like a crazed beast. And in truth, maybe he was.

"And you would do this to me? Please let me go, Gregor. I beg you not to do this. I've never lain with any man. I'm still chaste. Don't do this, you'll ruin me. My sister's still alive. I'm sure of it. You're still very much married to her, Gregor. Please let's talk about this! Don't do this, I'm begging you " her pleading note turned into screams when he started to lift the hem of her dress up.

She galiantly fought against the two men holding her, but they weren't letting up. Her copper red, long, dishelved hair, stuck to her neck, her face, as sweat began to bead at every exposed inch of her upper body. Her nails dug into the table more and more, as her unwilling, writhing body, refused to keep still and just blatantly accept the assault about to be meted out on her.

"Scream all you want Delilah. I'm lord of this household. No one can save you from me. No one would dare. There's no one coming to the rescue. I've long since desired to do this. I've long since lusted after you. Oh how I've waited for you to finally give me the opportunity to lay my hands on you Lilah. Now that opportunity's at my fingertips" he bit out harshly, using an unbridled force to tear through her undergarments and stockings, leaving her thighs now bare to his gaze, but the rest of her, the parts he so badly wanted to see, still laid covered from his wickedly expert hands, by more cloth.

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A/N: A new chapter. I hope you liked it. Comment on your favorite scenes, and characters so far. Any future predictions of what will happen next?

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