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The White Rose Heir
Prologue
Jessamine Longbranch stood on the balcony outside her bedroom staring at the sunset, thinking back to the events that had passed over the past couple of days.
Pain coursed through her body as another contraction came on. Sweat was pouring off her forehead and she heard her own screams. Then chorusing her own screams were that of a little baby.
Jessamine went back into her room and walked over to her bed. She sat down carefully so as not to awake the new born baby sleeping soundly. He had a small tuft of black hair right on the top of his head. The White Rose leader stared at the baby boy thinking hard.
Her eyes closed as she shook her head and let out a frustrated sigh.
It has to be done, she thought to herself.
A man about as tall as her entered the room without permission with passive expression on his handsome face. His light ice blue eyes were cold, as they usually were. His sandy blond hair was spiked up making him look quite handsome and a threat to any man who had a beautiful woman.
"Dr. Longbranch," he said, bowing slightly in respect.
"Hunter," Jess said, inclining her head and standing up.
"Did you make a decision, ma'am?"
"Yes, take him to the orphanage in London, like we originally planned."
"It will be done, Dr. Longbranch."
"His name is Jay," she said glancing down at the baby again.
Her back was to him and she was slightly startled as his arms wrapped around her waist. His warm lips brushed her neck, causing her eyes to roll back. She grabbed him by the wrists and stopped him from continuing.
"Not right now, Hunter. I have to meet with Geoffrey Wiley to discuss the terms for the next tournament. But when I get done with that and you get back from getting rid of this little pest," she said motioning to the baby, then continued, "Then we'll have some fun."
She planted a kiss on Hunter's greedy lips and left the room.
Hunter stared at the little baby.
Pest, huh, he thought.
She's really going to think he's a pest later in life, if things go my way that is, he thought with a smirk.
Hunter Pinebone had great things in store for the little warrior. Plans that involved Jessamine Longbranch's blood being spilled until none was left.