Forbidden Love
After All. (3rd Chapter)
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Evelyn’s POV:
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Two servants where very helpful with unpacking my belongings, into the endless closets. All I did was nap, resting my body from the long flight. Desmond was with me for a half hour only, since he had to go downstairs to his office. He explained to me that he had to do some important phone calls to manage his work procedures, leaving me in this huge room alone. Recalling our honeymoon together, I smiled at one particular detail. As newly weds, I am aware that the bride and groom use their honeymoon time to explore each other on both physical and sensible aspects.
Desmond never forced me to sleep with him, and he understood that it wasn’t what I wanted with him. I remember his wise words perfectly when he said: “A happy wife equals to a happy husband. I don’t want to force myself physically on you, Evelyn. I married you because I need a woman in my life to take care of me, and not to renew my youth with. I’m not dumb at this matter, and I know that you are way to young for me to be sharing this with you.”
His words and the way that he expressed his feelings, showed me how much he is understanding and caring. Married relationships aren’t about sexual activities only. They begin with mutual minds clicking together, while the two individuals teach each other the good qualities about themselves. A knock on my door, snaps me out of my mind. “Mrs. Evelyn, lunch is ready. Would you like to join the two gentlemen at the dining table, or would you prefer eating inside?”
The voice of Mrs. Higgins makes me stand up on my ankle boots (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=128210986), while I open the door for her. “Its fine, Mrs. Higgins. I’ll be glad to join them. Would you please show me the direction to the dining room?” The middle-aged lady smiles at me, nodding with her response: “Follow me please, Madam.” I keep my pace on a constant speed, following the housekeeper downstairs and across the large hallway.
She opens the door for me, gesturing that I should walk in. I thank her while gliding inside, noticing the incredible dining area. At the far end of the table, Desmond is smiling at me, but my eyes are more interested in the new youthful man; sitting beside him. His light brown hair is ruffled in wild curls, covering his ears gracefully like a mosaic curtain. His arms are solid, flexing powerfully for the reach of the water glass.
My heels must have attracted his ear sight, making his head turn to notice me. I find my blue eyes widening at his facial features, scanning them in perfect detail. Green like emerald, pink as delicate flowers, soft as baby skin. His eyes, lips, and skin; perfectly fit to my descriptive format. He is attractive. No, 'attractive' is not enough for him; he is beautiful. Once I reach to his chair, he pushes his feet to stand up, showing me how tall he is.
“This is my son.” Desmond comments, while I reach my hand out to shake his. He takes my hand in his, shaking it slowly; allowing his eyes to drink my features. His green orbs deepen into mine, hypnotising me with their colour and aura. The feeling of his soft hand, vibrates tingles in my own palm.“(He clears his throat, blinking his eyes out of the dazing process) Its nice to meet you. I’m Harry.” His sensual voice shivers my spine below, that deep rasp and low tone could murder a lover’s heart in a split second.
“I’m Evelyn. Glad to meet you, Harry.” He nods, while his hand slithers out of mine. “Welcome to the family, Evelyn.” I nod, while I turn my face away from his, avoiding his stunning looks to regain my focus. This is not right, he is beautiful, but he’s my step-son after all. If only I have met him earlier… maybe this situation wouldn’t have been this frustrating in the beginning.
Notes
Okay, let me just say this before I begin writing my notes. This story contains a lot of maturity, and at the same time there will be moments when you all laugh at a certain situation. I am not writing this story, just because the idea is new. I am writing this story because I have overthought about it all the time, since I finished my previous story: 'Binding Rules.' I am aware that this story is older than my age (I'm 21), but trust me I have so much knowledge about these kinds of situations. Maybe not as much as an experienced person, but I will be able to show you all the angles and how the conflict rises to a climax, and reaches to a solution (Y)
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Now, for the notes; I would like to begin explaining a little about Evelyn's character. She is twenty, that's correct; but at the same time she is wiser than her age (Y) I hope you all noticed that about her, and how much she suppresses her feelings and own opinions to herself. She could have easily declined Desmond's marriage proposal, but she did it for the sake of maintaing her lifestyle. She is following blind steps of her mother's, but still at the same time she is aware of what kind of life she is choosing. (Y) Now, she clearly was fascinated by Harry, but we still aren't clear about his character. In the upcoming chapters, you'll all find out how he behaves, and you'll learn more about Desmond and Evelyn's characters <3
Questions for tomorrow: Grass area? Falling down? Showing true colours? Desmond is concerned?
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3/29/15