Bounded by Moonlight

u're holding a dinner party for fifty guest using one table.They were presented with roasted lamb, exquisite wine, and treats that tasted like ash in her lips by a small army

othing to discuss." Selene's jaw tightened. "We're married. Like husband and wife. That certainly merits a discussion at least." He glanced at her with his grey eyes. Sharp. c

s fingers froze as he was abou

eady known to you." "But why get married? Why was there nothing else? Perhaps I could have spent the rest of my life working for you, or something. But why get married?" Twirling her fork in her palm

ood Manor. The kind of silence that was heavy with secrets-deep, heavy secrets-and pressed on her skin. Her eyes strayed to the west tower down the corridor. She kept thinking about Mrs. Hawthorne's admonition. "You are not permitted to

s and angry. Darkly, he muttered, "I told you.That door is off limits. " Selene felt her heart race. Not only was his voice icy. It was risky. "I-" "Save it, go to your room now!" "Thunderously," he said.

t she couldn't fall asleep. She kept on replaying the expression on Damien's fac

ing around footsteps, someone is doinging something they are not mean to be doing. She thought to herself. She moved towards the door placing her ear on the the door to see if

les and wanted to follow them. She didnt want to enrage Damien more. But her curiosity got the best of her. She was desperate to find out what was happening. Whi is on the corridor. It was t

he next thing she saw. There was a change the following morning. Selene strolled down the corridor from her room after waking up with a hangover-like headache. As she was heading towards the kitchen to get some water. She became aware that one of the enormous

anything strange that happened last night. She tries to remember the evening. However, she only recalls dozing off following a torturous supper with her current spouse.