A Convict's Lover by Kayla Trautman (the false prince series .txt) 📕

up, "It doesn't mean that he has the right to lay a hand on you. If he hurts you too bad you just scream and I'll get your father." Julie nodded, "Thanks, Jenny."

Julie waited on the bed in a day dress. It straight and outlined her body. She didn't want to be in her nightgown when he came up. Jenny had went into her room and was sworn to secrecy and to stay in there unless she called specifically for her to get help.

Footsteps sounded out the door and she stiffened. The door knob twisted and the door opened. Jeffrey came without his jacket, his shirt was out of his pants and his hair was pulled out of the ribbon that held it behind him.

She watched as he closed the door. Jeffrey walked over to her and looked down at her, "You've made acts of indescretion. You wanted me to stop because you didn't want me but you let him touch you. A convict. You only asked him to stop when you got scared that you'd be caught."

"Jeffrey. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean-" She screamed when he backhanded her across the face, causing her to fall back on the bed. "You didn't mean to! You didn't mean for it to happen! One thing led to another!" He yelled. His anger clearly taking over him.

He realized that and took a deep breath. The reddening in his face going down. He backed up a step, "Get up and get undressed." She sat up and looked up at him, "He didn't ... I'm still a virgin. You have my word."

He frowned, "You won't be for much longer. Get up. And you'll excuse me if I don't believe you after what I just saw." She sighed and got up. Tears rose to her eyes and when she blinked they ran down her face. Her hands shook as she undressed. She hated that Mr. Horminion. This was inevitable but when it did he wouldn't be punishing her for something, so maybe it would be a little nicer, and it wouldn't be happening now.

When she was finally naked she folded her arms around her stomach and itched to curl up in a ball and cover herself completely. "Lay on the bed on your back." She did and she bent her knees so that they pointed up and covered her from him. She wished she could get under the blankets. She tried to turn her head when he started to undress but then he growled, "Look at me."

She swallowed and looked over at him. More tears ran down her face. He had his shirt off and on the floor already and was working on his boots. Once they were off he undid his trousers and pulled them down. She looked up at his face when he was totally naked.

"I can see someone's embarrassed. Look at it, Julie." Her eyes widened at him and she shook her head. He stormed over to her and grabbed her face. He yanked her head down and growled, "Look at it!" She whimpered and looked down at it. It was pulsing and was hard like the other time. He yanked her head back by grabbing a fist full of hair and yanking it back. She gasped.

"You like looking at him so much you can look at me too. You like touching him so much you can touch me too so do it." He growled. When she didn't he grabbed her hand and pressed it to his penis. He wrapped her fingers around it and moved her hand up and down it.

She cried tried to pulled her hand back but he wouldn't let her. He leaned down whispered in her ear, "You're gonna regret ever fooling around with him. Because I'm going to fuck you until you hurt." She gasped at his profanity. She never knew Jeffrey to swear like some of the convicts. She's heard comments with such profanity from them but not from a respectful

man like Jeffrey. "You can be his whore all you want but I claimed your hand in marriage so I'll be damned if I don't claim your body first."

He finally let her hand go and went to the foot of the bed. He climbed on the bed to where he knelt on it looking down at her. He touched her knees and spread them. She hesitated at first but then let him open her legs. She had no choice but to let him do what he wanted with her.

He reached up and stuck two fingers inside her. She gasped and sat up. He didn't ease the intrusion! She cried, "Jeffrey. Stop! Please! It hurts!" He laughed, "So you are still a virgin. Good." He put another finger inside her and she pulled back away from him. She crawled back to the bed board and never took her eyes off of him. She couldn't let him do this. She thought she could just go with it but she couldn't.

Jeffrey grabbed her legs and pulled her back down and she yelled, "Jeffrey! Stop!" He covered her mouth with his hand as he pinned her to the bed with his body, "If you don't cooperate with me then I will tell your father that that bastard raped you and he'll hang. Usually a very slow and painful death."

She cried out and stopped fighting against him. She was going to let him rape her so that Mr. Horminion could live. Jeffrey left his hand there and ordered her, "Open your legs and let me lay in between them." She did and when he was between them he looked down and reached between them. She soon felt something thick touch her womanhood and push through. She whimpered as it burned.

Jeffrey looked up into her face and smiled. That's when he pushed hard and fast inside her and she screamed into his hand. The pain was excruciating. It felt like something had ripped inside her. He didn't stop to give her time to recooperate but just kept pulling out and pushing back in with what seemed to be all the force he had.

He groaned and started punching her in her stomach. She squirmed beneath him and cried loudly into his hand. She wanted to scream for Jenny to get her father but with his hand over her mouth she couldn't. The pain between her legs intensified and she tried pulling away from him but he held her there. There was no escape.

Chapter 9

Julie groaned as she woke from her sleep. Late in the middle of the night, hours after he had stopped, Jeffrey had left. She was glad but now she was disoriented and tired and in pain. "Oh, Julie. Look at you face. Are you alright? I heard a few muffled screams. How bad did he hurt you?" It was Jenny who asked.

Julie opened her eyes to find her sitting on the bed next to her. She was covered in the sheet. She started to cry and held the sheet to her, her hands tightened around the sheet in fists. They were so tight that they started to hurt.

"Oh, dear." Jenny stroked her hair as she tried to soothe her. "Shh. Shh. It'll be alright. Where are you hurt? Just show me." Julie closed her eyes and removed the sheet from her. "Oh my god! Julie! Why didn't you call for me?! I knew I should've gone to get your father!"

"I-I couldn't. He held his hand over my mouth." She cried. Jenny stood from the bed, "Well I'm going to go tell your father right now! He can't get away with this!" "No! You can't. He'll kill Mr. Horminion if Papa finds out." Julie tried to sit up but couldn't. She sighed. "As much as I despise him right now I cannot condone a man killing another man out of jealousy."

"But look at yourself, Julie." She complained. "You can't even sit up." "It takes effort but if I just try I can. Really Jenny. I'll be fine. Just help me get to the tub." It hurt but Julie managed to sit up and place her feet on the bed. The place between her legs was very sore. she looked down and saw liquids and blood all over her legs.

Jenny sighed, "Well then I guess you're lucky that I had guessed as much and had hot water brought up and a tub prepared for you." Jenny put her arm around her waist and pulled her to her feet, "I swear, if this becomes a continous event of you waking up almost crippled and disoriented the way you are, then I'll take a gun and shoot Mr. Bertly myself." Julie smiled at her compassion and obvious love for her.

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Louis had asked her what happened to her face at dinner and easily believed her when she said she fell and hit her face on the dresser. He wasn't concerned at all and when he believed her so easily Jeffrey threw a smile her way. She has been in pain all day and she knew she was overworking herself but she had no choice but to go through with her everyday duties.

Now she went for a walk. It was dark out and mostly everyone went to bed. She didn't go to bed yet like she usually did. She hated having to sleep in that bed again. The pain grew to be unbearable and when she got behind the barn she collapsed to her knees. She wrapped her arms around her stomach and and bent over crying. The pain ... it just intensified. She needed to relax but how could she?

"Julie?" She sat up and looked up. Mr. Horminion was standing there looking at her in shock. She asked, "What ... are you doing here?" He went over and kneeled beside her, "I was going for a walk. What's wrong?"

He tried to put his arm around her but she pushed away from him and plopped on her bottom so that she faced, crying, "Stay away from me! Don't touch me! I swear I'll shoot you myself! I can't go through that again!"

He frowned and asked, "Julie-" "Miss. Julie!" She cried bringing her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs. She layed her chin on her arms. He sighed, "Miss. Julie. What did he do to you? Was it because of me?"

She shook her head and whispered, "I can't." He grabbed her arms and growled, "I will check you myself for the injuries that he caused you because of me if you don't tell me yourself." She looked into his eyes, "Why does it matter to you? You're set on being rude to me yourself." "But I would have never hurt you. And ... I was only rude to you because ... I wanted you. I wanted you in every way that a man could want a woman. Especially a woman like you. But I couldn't have you because you were already taken and I'm a convict. I thought it would be easier to avoid you. But that didn't work out."

Julie sighed, "He was going to kill you so I told him that I had started it all on my own. I waited in my