Cecilia Howard- The Rose of The Duke

Chapter 7

Cecilia POV
I rocked the baby Edward in my arms, kissing his brow as he babbled. With my own daughter sent away, my little nephew was all I had left.
"Auntie." He cooed and I gasped; his first word. The king came and lifted him out of my arms, spinning him round.
"Yes, Eddie, that's auntie Cecilia, and I'm your father."
"Cecy." He cooed. I smirked as the king rolled his eyes, handing him back to me.
"How is Rose getting on?" He said lightly.
"I do not know, Charles receives her reports, and forbids me from seeing them." I said bitterly. Henry put an arm around me.
"Charles only wants the best for you. He wants you to lose that wild streak, and to start obeying him. He is your master, you belong to him body and soul. He has full right to punish you physically, I encourage it and I always will." He told me softly. I felt a tear track run down my face. At that very moment, Charles strode in, and I wiped away my tears fiercely.
"Ah, Cecilia. Go to our chambers please, it's late." I walked off, and went and sat in the gardens, disobeying Charles intentionally.
One hour later, he came stalking into the gardens, saw me, and wordlessly seized my arm, hauling me towards our chambers.
"Take of your clothes." He ordered. I obediently did so, and stood in front of him, naked.
"You're far too thin." He said, narrowing his eyes.
"I am not." I said coolly as he scoffed before commanding me to get into bed. I saw him stripping off, then felt that surging pain as he thrusted into my womanhood.
"Try to enjoy it. I won't get a child off of you if you're cold in my bed."
"You have a child." I hissed, inbetween cries of pain.
"A useless girl. Ugly, like her goddamn idiot of a mother." He grunted and then released into me. I had never felt so terrible in my whole life.
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