Chapter 34 - Keeping a Secret

I

Princess Trisha was so agitated; she suddenly stood up and left the Duke of Sussex who just shrugged off and sneered. She wanted to slap the conceited, egotistical; son of a gun Duke but she could not do it. She still wanted him to take her as his wife. For her, she deserves someone better than just a Delta Warrior. He did not use any protection, so if she will get pregnant, he has no other recourse but to marry her.

Running going to their hotel suite, Princess Trisha bumped into Gano, who was so stunned finding her crying and running away.

“What happened?” He asked worriedly.

“Gano,” she muttered as he gently wipes her tears.

“What happened? Did that bastard hurt you?” His angst shows in her gritting teeth.

“No Gano, it was my fault.” Princess Trisha sobs more. In a way, she felt guilty for betraying him.

Gano just looked at her with fists forming like a hardball. “If I will have a chance, I will kill that bastard,” he murmured.

“Gano, I’m sorry,” she muttered shamefully.

He tenderly holds her hand and led her to the parking lot inside their limousine. “Let us leave their place now. We will find a more relaxing place somewhere else,” he suggested.

Princess Trisha nodded. “I need to get my things inside the suite first.”

“We will get it. Let’s go.”

They went inside the hotel hand and hand until they reached the suite booked by Duke Simon. The Duke was inside already.

“So, you are leaving now?” he asked looking at Princess Trisha as if nothing happened between them just a while ago.

It was Gano who answered. “Yes, we will just get her things.”

“Oh, no problem; there, inside the room,” he said pointing to Gano in the room’s direction. Princess Trisha just sat on the couch and kept her silence.

Without even sparing the Duke a glance, Princess Trisha followed Gano when he held her hand and guided her out of the suite, going to their limousine, parked outside.

When they got inside the limousine, Princess Trisha was still silent. Gano drove the car after giving her a thoughtful glance.

Inside her head, Princess Trisha thought, “I will take what happened to me today as my deepest secret unless what we did will bear fruit that I could not keep it as such anymore.”

II

At the Thregonad Village, Princess Shelyca could not yet forget when her husband hides some secrets from her, which until now he did not divulge yet to her. She was quite pissed-off and up until days have passed already but Dareon could not sleep beside her. She would usually lock the door and let Dareon sleep outside the roo. She would usually see him lying on the floor sleeping with just a roll of thin foam beneath his body. On the third day, she already felt guilty when she saw him again sleeping on the floor but somehow a naughty smile crossed her pretty face.

“Who would even think that the master dragon would be sleeping like this because her wife threw him outside of their room?” she giggled but suddenly pity for him hit her heart. She looked at his handsome face and well-toned, muscled body; she was not able to control herself not to caress his face and touch his muscled chest.

Unknown to Princess Shelyca, Dareon has been awakened already and is secretly smiling. His hand slowly moved, sneaking towards his wife’s exposed leg. She almost jumped when she felt his hand on her right leg.

“Hmm, you missed me wife?” he said opening his eyes.

Princess Shelyca’s face grew red upon finding herself being caught by him touching him with longings.

“Oh, I was just checking if no mosquitoes are biting you,” she mumbled and was about to stand up but Dareon pulled her waist, making her lie flat on his chest.

“I missed you wife; don’t you missed me?” he asked looking at her with longings too.

She frowned at him and was about to stand up again but he was quick enough to control her and kissed her passionately. He swiftly rolled over and she was suddenly down beneath him.

“I will be telling you a secret after this wife,” he murmured and then crashed his lips into hers.

“Because of that secret, you have been out of the room for around three days. Don’t ever hide secrets from me again husband,” she murmured back as her hand glided into his igniting manhood, almost fully grown ready to take her in a second.

“It’s another secret wife,” he whispered again as he swiftly slithered down to her breast down to her core, tasting it like he never tasted it before.