There's not exactly a happy ever after for this. But there is a fairly romantic ending involving a real person and not her clonebox
I can kinda see the point. I may twit my ed a little and suggest "Well I could have called it Burning and Itching for Eight Days."
I kinda swiped your name for a Roaring 20s villainess. Lady Sarah is an adventuress and a bit obsessive. At the moment she's seducing her former fiance's new--and very virginal--boytoy
They took his arms and stood up together, hoisting him to his feet and half-dragged him to where Lady Sarah waited.
She had been intimidating wearing trousers and tweed in London. Here in Paris, in a room of scarlet, wearing only black silk as she wrote, she set Charlie's head reeling more than the blow had. Her jet-black hair was down and long, her pale skin almost gleamed in the gaslight. Her dark eyes bored into him and he felt his knees weakening as he walked into the red room. Cherries, blood, bricks to dash his aching brains out and her lips...ah God, her lips, as scarlet as the velvet hangings. She looked like a vampire and in that instant, Charlie knew she would eat him alive.
She looked up. “Nigel, dear, does this sound right?” She read the note she had just finished. "Darling Edward, I'm enjoying the company of your adorable young American. How typical of you to leave such a morsel unattended as you debauched yourself. Never fear, my dearest. He is perfectly safe. I will be keeping him with me to ensure your cooperation. Drop out now and no harm will come to him. Kisses.”
Nigel smiled. “Perfect, my lady.”
"Then Vincent, see that my husband gets this note, if you would?” She handed the large American the note and a small pouch of coins. He bowed out. “Ah, Charles.” She smiled in a way that turned Charlie's blood to ice.
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CANNOT believe they are being such asshats! Grrr!
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I can kinda see the point.
I may twit my ed a little and suggest "Well I could have called it Burning and Itching for Eight Days."
I kinda swiped your name for a Roaring 20s villainess.
Lady Sarah is an adventuress and a bit obsessive. At the moment she's seducing her former fiance's new--and very virginal--boytoy
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Reminds me of that Lords of Acid song, "Young Boys"!
"Young boys, I want you to be my toys, I'm beggin' ya please, young boys! I'm down on my knees, young boys, I'll take ya to heaven!"
(this video is a very goofy anime but the song is the one I am thinking of!)
Lady Sarah, being wicked
She had been intimidating wearing trousers and tweed in London. Here in Paris, in a room of scarlet, wearing only black silk as she wrote, she set Charlie's head reeling more than the blow had. Her jet-black hair was down and long, her pale skin almost gleamed in the gaslight. Her dark eyes bored into him and he felt his knees weakening as he walked into the red room. Cherries, blood, bricks to dash his aching brains out and her lips...ah God, her lips, as scarlet as the velvet hangings. She looked like a vampire and in that instant, Charlie knew she would eat him alive.
She looked up. “Nigel, dear, does this sound right?” She read the note she had just finished. "Darling Edward, I'm enjoying the company of your adorable young American. How typical of you to leave such a morsel unattended as you debauched yourself. Never fear, my dearest. He is perfectly safe. I will be keeping him with me to ensure your cooperation. Drop out now and no harm will come to him. Kisses.”
Nigel smiled. “Perfect, my lady.”
"Then Vincent, see that my husband gets this note, if you would?” She handed the large American the note and a small pouch of coins. He bowed out. “Ah, Charles.” She smiled in a way that turned Charlie's blood to ice.
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