Strictly Taboo(153)

“Mom, how can you even talk like that to me?” I asked her completely shocked. After what happened with my father, I was surprised she’d be so blunt about those types of relationships. After all, her experience with my father is the main reason why I was so terrified of getting married.

“Because dear, it’s clear you and Rupert are basically made for each other, and neither of you will make a public commitment. I don’t know what is holding you back from making that commitment to each other, but you had better figure it out soon.” She warned me. With a glance at the King and the back to me, she gave me a knowing glance. It said in no uncertain terms that she needed to make a decision about going forward or breaking it off.

I saw exactly what she was talking about when we arrived at the party. I wish then that I had taken her advice before arriving at the tea party. There were women were all over Rupert and they pretended like I didn’t even exist. The women literally threw themselves at him, and I was chopped liver as far as they were concerned. I tried so hard not to get jealous about the women’s behavior and did my best to ignore their flamboyant efforts. However, I could see Rupert wasn’t disturbed by the attention and it upset me a great deal.

By the time the party was over, I was absolutely fuming. He didn’t need to let one of the women grab his cock through his pants. He let her hand stay on his crotch without removing it. I felt like it was just to spite me, for telling him no to the marriage. Was he that petty? Where was his decency? Where was hers!? We had done more than that a the bar last night, but we were in a secluded area with no one watching. This was in the middle of a party where anyone could see what they were doing. That hussy wasn’t the only one to throw herself on him, either.

I went up to our room and slammed the door in Rupert’s face. Hearing a muffled yelp, I turned the lock on the door before he could follow me into the room. Ignoring the immediate knocking, I took my clothes off and put a bathrobe. I was intending to have a nice long soak in the bath and ignore him. He was pounding on the door for me to let him inside and I didn’t respond in any way.

Fine, let’s see how he likes being ignored for a few hours. I don’t know why I was so emotional and upset. It wasn’t like me to react so hotheaded. When it came to Rupert, I could not act like a calm, rational adult in control of her emotions. He definitely brought out both the best and the worst in me.

“Lara, let me in right now or I’ll make you regret it.” Rupert threatened me through the door.

“Screw you Rupert, why don’t you go screw one of the whores throwing themselves at you. Just leave me alone and go find the attention you liked so much, elsewhere.” I finally snapped back and then slammed the bathroom door ignoring him as I started to fill the tub.

I didn’t hear any more banging or yelling. It worried me more than a little that he would actually follow through on what I’d told him to do. He might take it for permission, instead of the heat of the moment tantrum that it really was. I tried to push thoughts of him from my mind and focused on the bath I was trying to get in.

Apparently, he’d been going to find keys for the bedroom door to unlock it. When he walked in and grabbed me, he looked absolutely furious. I’d never seen such a dark expression on his face and I wasn’t sure if I was aroused, or scared. Or both.

I wonder if you could get so turned on and scared at the same time. Where you could cum just from the sheer physical strength of the man standing in front of you. My knees grew weak and I held my breath. Staring at his face, flushed full of anger. I was waiting to see what he’d do next.

I didn’t have to wait for long.





Chapter 3


“Lara, this is childish behavior and I cannot believe you locked me out of my own bedroom.” Rupert hissed at me and he gave me a slight shake as he gripped my arms.

“Well, if you want to go let every whore grope you, maybe I don’t want to share a bedroom with you.” I told him and then did something completely out of character for me. I burst into tears and started to sob. It had upset me a lot more than I thought and it wasn’t just anger I felt, he had hurt my feelings.

“Lara, you don’t seem to realize that I couldn’t make a scene? She was a Duchess, and if I had done anything to stop her or thwart her. She would have gone straight to the King.” Rupert told me as he let me go in shock when I started to cry. “I wasn’t enjoying it the way you think I was. I was putting on a show of congeniality, and surviving until it was over. It has been the same for me, ever since I have been old enough to be married. Believe me, I don’t like having strangers touch me, or women throw themselves at me. Especially, ones whom would be so disrespectful they would just ignore that I was with another woman at the party.”