Once Bound Always Bound

Chapter 1

Mr. Crump sat at his dining room table enjoying his paper and trying to ignore the fact that his breakfast was being served by a different maid instead of his usual one. Mr. Crump knew that his son, Alistair, had made questionable decisions. He's always had, even after his first three wives had mysteriously died, which led Alistair to marry his mistress, who Mr. Crump knew only agreed to the marriage because of their wealth. That boy has gone too far. I allowed him to marry a common whore who wants nothing to do with him except his money. But when you take away the only maid that has served me for many years and knows that I like things done a certain way, that is taking things way too far. I'm going to have to sit my son down and have a serious talk with him, Mr. Crump thought to himself as his son walked into the dining area where he was seated.

"Ah, father. Fancy seeing you sitting in the dining area. Have you seen my wife Margaret around," Alistair asked while sitting down at the table alongside his father.

Mr. Crump let out a huff making sure he made it clear to his son that he was not pleased with Alistair's choice to marry his mistress. "What makes you think that I am your whore's keeper? I told you not to marry her. Yet you make her your third wife, after your second wife has mysteriously passed away. I believe that your whore wife killed your other wife out of jealousy," Mr. Crump said.

"Not this again father. I told you that Margaret had nothing to do with that. Besides, you would have been on me anyway to gain another wife, and that it is up to me as your only heir to give you grandsons to help keep the Crump bloodline going strong," Alistair said.

"I didn't think you would make an attempt to marry and have kids with a common whore," Mr. Crump said.

Alistair rolled his eyes at his father. "And to think you would be happy that I'm no longer the gossip of the town."

"Oh, you still are the talk of the town. All because you married your harlot. Why not someone from a respectable family," Mr. Crump asked.

"Maybe I did what I did, because I'm tired of society. I'm tired of all the fake women who are throwing themselves at me, so that way they can put their damn hand in my pocket and take the family fortune," Alistair said.

"And you believe that you were married for love when you agreed to allow that whore to become your wife? Because I can tell you right now, love is the last thing on her mind," Mr. Crump said before a maid walked in.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation Mr. Crump, but a gentleman is at the door along with his family. He says they are here to pay you a visit," the maid said.

"Please escort Mr. Firestone and his family into my study. Let them know that I will be right there," Mr. Crump said before turning his attention to his son. "I would appreciate it if you found your whore and keep her from entering my study. I don't want your whore disturbing my guests. The last thing I need is for your whore to make trouble with my friends."

"I'll try and keep Margaret under control, as well as keep her from venturing into your study and holding conversation with your guests," Alistair said before getting up, getting ready to leave the dining room. Alistair turned to leave the room, when he spotted the maid leading his father's friend Mr. Firestone, Mrs. Firestone and their daughter to his father's study. Well, that is one beauty that I wouldn't mind having children with. Maybe if I take her on as my new wife, my father will be in better spirits. I will have to work my charm and win her over, Alistair thought to himself starting to walk towards his father's study. Alistair was soon stopped by the voice of his wife speaking up from behind him in the entry way.

"Alistair, who was that at the door," Margaret asked.

Alistair let out an annoyed sigh at hearing his wife's voice. "It was my father's friend and his family. Where the hell were you anyway? My father made it clear that he doesn't want you to make your presence known to his friend."