Call Of The Dark

Chapter 147 Tainted

"I didn't know that the events would take this turn!" Naomi retorted. "Who knew that Lazarus would be so greedy? I thought that marrying Olya off to him is going to be like hitting two birds with one stone. But this was surprising! Rather shocking!"

"You underestimated the royals," Cain seethed. "Lazarus is an extremely vicious and clever prince in all of Wilyra. Did you think that he would accept your sister who had run away from her home? I am sure he must be suspecting that she had already given up her virginity. Who knows where she was all these days? Which prince is going to marry a girl who had run away? Can you answer that?"

Naomi was already too shaken on the inside. His words fell like hot iron on her ears. She was ashamed of Olya for the first time.

"No wonder Lazarus is demanding so much dowry," Cain continued. "He knows that your sister is tainted!" They reached their room and Cain shut the door with a bang.

Naomi started taking off her jewelry. "But the king has asked for Olya's hand in marriage for his son. That means that Lazarus has to marry Olya!"

"And that also means that whatever he will demand along with her hand, we have to give. Forcibly!" Cain shot back.

"What do I do?" Naomi whined. "I am so confused!"

Cain thumped the table near him in agitation. "I wish she was never found. This is going to cost us almost half of our assets. Are you ready to give them away? Because of you and your sister, will I be doling out my assets as well?"

Naomi began pacing the room. She was so nervous that she lost all her appetite. Her mind was so numb after what Cain just said that she couldn't think of anything. A few moments later she sat on the bed and started crying. "What have we got ourselves into?"

Cain clenched his teeth so hard that they didn't break. He looked away, absolutely not sympathetic towards his wife. He walked to the window outside where he saw Olya. She was sitting on a stone bench under a willow tree, looking miserable. He could see that her cheeks were stained with tears. Her eyes were fixed in a certain direction. When he followed her gaze, he saw Lazarus strolling out with Emma. He would lean over her and kiss her. Sometimes, he would simply stop and kiss her lips. She would giggle and swat at his chest. As if that was not enough, the louche grabbed her hips, squeezed them with his hands and grinded himself against her belly.

Cain's gaze snapped back to Olya who was openly gaping at them. Suddenly, he felt very bad for her. She was going to see this every day of her life. At least he wasn't cheating on Naomi with other females. He would occasionally go to his concubines, but he never cheated on Naomi. What Lazarus was doing was more like cheating. He was openly showing it to Olya that he loved Emma over her.

On top of cheating, he was demanding a heavy price to marry her because she was now tainted. Cain shook his head, feeling trapped in the situation. Why did he listen to his wife? She painted a golden dream in front of him and got swayed. His eyes went back to Lazarus and Emma. He had picked her up. With one hand coiled around her waist and the other at the back of her neck, he was kissing her as if he would suck the oxygen out of her. He carried her all the way inside, leaving a very unhappy Olya behind.

Just as he was about to turn to scold his wife even more, he saw Lord Magnus coming out. He paused in front of Olya. There was genuine concern on his face. He said some reassuring words to Olya. She nodded with a smile and got up. Along with Magnus she too went inside. Magnus, in his opinion, was far better than his brother. Why couldn't Olya marry Magnus?

If Magnus agreed to marry Olya, then their problems would be sorted out. Cain thought that he would give the estate to Magnus and Magnus would be more than happy to take it because he would rule it along with Olya. But the same won't be the case with Lazarus. Lazarus might ask for more. At the same time, he wondered if Magnus would marry Olya because she was tainted.

Riled as hell, he stomped out of the room, leaving Naomi behind who was still crying.

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"Lord Lorza," Emma said with a pout. "You are becoming so demanding!" She was beneath him. He had driven inside her and was pounding her from the back.

He had brought her inside and stripped her in a matter of seconds. He flipped her on her belly and after grabbing her hips, he pulled her to him, impaling her on his rock-hard erection. "You know I can't get enough of you, Emma!" he rasped as he moved like a piston in her. He could feel her juices coating his shaft. His eyes rolled inside his head as he groaned. He brought his hand around to find her clit. The moment his fingers were on it, he pinched it. Emma shrieked and came all around him. The way her muscles spasmed around his cock, he bellowed and came inside her.

As if that wasn't all, he pulled her in his lap with his cock still inside her. He grabbed her waist with one hand and her breasts with the other. He buried his face in her neck and grazed her with his fangs. They were painfully long and he wanted to taste her blood. Even a drop would have been fine, but he resisted his urge.

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"I am sorry for the way your sister treated you, Olya," Magnus said as he sat in front of her on the bed.