Chapter 314 - 311: While She Was Sleeping I
Geoffrey felt that the sofa in the drawing room was not a fitting venue for what he has planned on doing to Serena that night. Although he was decided, he did not want her to find out what he did just yet. He knew she won't publicly announce it, but he has no guarantee that she won't alert Charlton, who he wanted to catch off guard, and her family, who were still somewhat useful.
He knew that Charlton's current influence and power as the Marquis of Suffox was nothing to scoff at. Charlton has many people on his side. When it comes to politics, he knew that he could turn those people who admires him against him, for which human do not feel any sense of jealousy nor envy? However, his main concern was grand duke Charles who was also a war hero. If he wants to take Charlton down, he must take care of that deep rooted tree first.
It would not be that difficult as his father already hated the man. All he had to do was find something to incriminate him and if he could not, then he could of course, simply produce one.
Another matter he considered was that Leonard would not be coming back to the capital for another 2 weeks. During those times, he could still play with her again and again like what she did to him.
Then, another devious thought came to his mind. If he gets her pregnant along the way, won't that even be an even better gift to his cousin?
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Geoffrey has a good physique with his own military training. Thus, carrying Serena all the way to her bedroom was not difficult. The halls have been emptied, and only the servant whose loyalty was to him, was walking with them. The servant, who was called Mrs. Mildred, was the housekeeper of the ducal mansion. She was the undisputed head of the female staff; thus, it was not difficult for her to handle everyone else in the mansion.
"Go find out when Serena bled last and do not enter this room until I tell you so." Geoffrey instructed as he laid Serena down on the bed.
"Yes, your highness." Mildred replied as she bowed her head, then she left the room.
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WARNING: MATURE CONTENT. IF YOU DON'T LIKE THIS PART, YOU MAY OPT TO SKIP IT. I DO NOT ADHERE TO USING DATE-RAPE DRUG OR ANYTHING OF THE LIKE. BUT DO CONSIDER THAT THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND I BELIEVE IN CREATIVE FREEDOM. SORRY.
The effect of the drug that Serena ingested was that it causes extreme drowsiness (or blackouts), confusion, impaired motor skills, impaired judgement, and reduced level of consciousness. It also causes "anterograde amnesia" which makes it hard to remember what happened while on the drug. It has a sedative effect, its action appearing 15 to 20 minutes after administration, and lasts approximately four to six hours.
Serena laid there on the bed. Blissfully unaware of what would be transpiring that night. The room was dimly lit by the lamps and Geoffrey stood beside the bed staring at her sleeping form. She was laying on the soft white sheets, her hair a rich gold spilling on the pillow. Her finely arched brows sat above closed eyelids while her lashes settled against her flush cheekbones. Her lush cupids' bow mouth that has uttered so many lies had lips tinted the color of deep rose. They stood in sharp contrast to her pale skin and golden tresses.
He tore his gaze from her perfect features, catching the rise and fall of her chest from the corner of his eyes. His mouth went dry. Despite the fact that he was there to confirm her betrayal, he would not deny that he has longed to touch her for a long time.
Geoffrey leaned forward. He arched her back to unzip her dress, then he pulled them down. For the first time, her body clad only in her undergarments was presented to him. Her skin was smooth and white. Her breast still under her brassier stood high, rising with each breath she took.
Wanting to see more, he unhooked her bra and took it off. Soon, her rounded breasts were exposed to him, her nipples turning to hard buds as the cool air assaulted her flesh. The color a match to her rosy lips. Geoffrey didn't stop there. Eager to see every last inch of her skin, he pulled her undergarment right off of her body.
Now completely naked, he let his eyes roam her still form. He saw soft milky white thighs and not a single hair on her apex. Her narrow hips narrowed further into a tiny waist; her stomach only slightly rounded as she continued to breathe.
Did she show all of these to his cousin? Did she give these all to him? He wondered, his lust and anger intermixing. He shook his head.
He laid his eyes on her breasts again, and his manhood began to throb. Then, he began to undress.
When completely naked, he climbed the bed and kneeled beside her. He looked at her face again. He slowly ran a finger along the line of her cheek. Serena looked almost ethereal, so innocent, and pure. Almost fooling him that it's real. Well, he will find out soon enough.
Her scent which was assaulting his nose tempted him to taste her. So, he did. He lowered his mouth to first kiss her mouth which frequently told him lies. Then, he moved down to kissing and licking her neck, down to the swell of her sweet mounds. She tasted as good as she smelled, like milk and honey. He wanted to nibble her skin, leave his marks, but he knew that now was not the time.
Despite his ministrations, she didn't move at all, but he thought that her breathing became shallower.
Letting his tongue trail her mounds, he reached the peak and took one pebble hard nipple into his mouth, rolling the tight nub between his teeth. He licked and sucked the nipple, before tonguing his way to the other.
After a few moments Serena's breathing had become erratic and her sweet rosy lips were parted and panting though her lashes still rested on her cheeks.
He noted that even though asleep, her body was reacting to him. That was good. For despite his anger and hatred, he did not want to deprive himself of the pleasure he would take.
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