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"This is it," said Seth as his and Della's carriage pulled up in front of their Spain residence. They had been traveling for what seemed like days. They enjoyed their wedding night in a beautiful inn but after that night they spent nights and days traveling to Spain. Seth was excited to finally bring his wife home to their residence. He was ready to begin his life new in Spain with her.

"That's beautiful," said Della as she looked out the window of their carriage. It was definitely bigger than the small farmhouse she lived in with her parents and it was more modern to the Victorian era than the farmhouse was. She could see that it was recently built it looked brand new. "It looks unlived in," she said as she looked at the Victorian home.

"Well," said Seth with a smile. "It is unlived."

"You didn't reside here before you came to England to take care of my mother?" she questioned.

"No," he said, "I was in the process of having it built while I was taking care of your mother. I wanted to bring my wife back to a home that had yet been lived in, a house we could use to make memories to grow old together and raise our children in. They just finished building it the night we wed."

"Oh," she said with a smile. "It's beautiful."

"I'm sure it's more beautiful inside than out," he said. The large Victorian home was off in a private location, there were acres and acres of land that belonged to Seth and Della. It was large enough for them to have their own farm but Della didn't want a farm, she didn't want that life and neither did Seth. Seth wanted the land for their children to be able to play and enjoy the luxuries of life. "Come, Love," he said with a smile as he opened the carriage door. He reached in for Della's hand and she took it as he guided her down the carriage steps. He took her hand into his as they made their way to their future, the home they would share the rest of their lives.

Della and Seth made their way up the wooden steps to the front of their home and stepped onto a porch made from wood with a table for entertaining and afternoon tea as well as a swing for them to sit on to enjoy the cooler evenings. Seth opened the front door and before Della could step inside he scooped her off her feet and carried her into their home over the threshold. She let out a squeal as he caught her by surprise. He kissed her soft plump lips before he placed her down onto her feet. "Seth," she said with a smile.

"I had to," he smiled at her. "Let's take a look around."

"Okay," she agreed. Seth took her by the hand and led her through their home. It was perfect. It was beautiful. The outside was beautiful but inside was even more beautiful. The house was beautifully decorated. In the sitting room there was a brick fire place with a mantle with a lot of furniture. A beautiful dining room with a cabinet full of beautiful china plates and glasses and a beautiful wooden table in the middle, the kitchen was larger than Della had ever seen. Seth may not have been a Lord but he was a well off physician and he was going to give her a good life. Seth led her to the spiral staircase leading to the upstairs where there were three bed chambers one for Seth and Della and two for their future children. "This is beautiful," she said with a smile as they walked into their bedchambers.

"I designed it myself," he smiled.

"You designed it?" she asked.

"Yes, I wanted something special and original, Della. I thought this was perfect for us."

"It is definitely perfect," she smiled.

"And we will have servants to work for us," he informed her.

"Servants?" she questioned as she looked around their bedchamber.

"Yes, Servants, you know to launder the clothes, make the beds, tidy up the house, to cook and serve us our meals," he said. "It will be to our benefit."

"I never had a servant before if anything," she said as she touched the red velvet counterpane on their bed, "if anything I had been the servant."

"Life is different now," he smiled. "You're my wife, the wife of a respected physician. You will have people working for you, you will no longer have to work for anyone," he smiled. "You're going to have a good life, Della," he wrapped his arms around his young wife. "I promise you." Della wrapped her arms around her husband and looked into his dark eyes. "I love you."

"I love you too," she said with a soft smile as he leaned down and kissed her lips softly. "The house is very nice."

"Thank-you," he said, "you know what else is nice?" he asked.

"What?" she asked as he brushed a piece of hair out of her face.

"You," she smiled. "You know we don't have to be to dinner until later this evening, we have the afternoon together. I would love to spend some time with you this afternoon in our bedchamber, consummating our marriage to the fullest enjoying our newlywed state. What do you say?"

"That sounds lovely," she smiled as she bit her lip.

"That's what I was hoping to hear," he said with a smile. He leaned down capturing her lips with his, kissing her soft and deep as he reached up and undid the bun in her hair allowing her hair to fall to her waist as she undid the ponytail in his hair freeing his hair. "Turn around," he whispered to his wife. Della did as he said and turned her back to her husband. He pulled her hair off to the side exposing her beautiful neck, he laid soft kisses on her neck as he untied the back of her rose gown. Della moaned out in pleasure as his soft kisses and soft nibbles on her neck. Seth slid his hands into the sleeves of her gown and pushed it off her shoulders, Della worked her arms out of the sleeves allowing the dress to fall to her ankles leaving her standing in boots and her corset. Seth untied her corset, removing it from her body exposing her soft plump breasts. He took her breasts into his hands, massaging them and kneading them as he kissed her neck softly, rubbing her nipples through his fingertips. He turned her around to face him as he took her breast into his mouth, nibbling on her erect nipple, sucking it softly as he played with her other breast. Della let out a soft moan of pleasure as he sucked and massaged her breast. He moved to the next breast, sucking it softly while he massaged the other one. "Get into bed," he demanded of his wife. She made her way over to the bed they would share together as Seth stripped himself out of his clothes, removing his overcoat, shirt and his shirt sleeves exposing his ripped abdomen. He had the perfect set of washboard abs. Della watched her husband, the man she married and would be with the rest of her life as she took her boots off throwing them to the floor. Seth pulled his breeches off followed by his underwear as he made his way to his wife. He had the afternoon with her and he didn't want to waste it by doing anything else other than making love to her. He smiled as he crawled onto their marital bed, towering his body over hers as he looked down into her deep blue eyes. The passion burned within her eyes. He leaned down and kissed her lips passionately as she took her hands through his hair as she kissed him back.

Seth trailed soft kisses down Della's body, kissing her neck softly making his way over her collarbone, kissing around her breasts and down her stomach as he reached her belly button, kissing it softly as he continued down till he reached the top of her underwear. Seth spread her legs as he kissed the inside of her soft thighs. Her skin felt like velvet against his lips. He slid one hand inside of her underwear finding her sex. He rubbed her clit softly as he kissed her thighs. Della moaned out in pleasure as he played with her clit. He found her sex with his fingers and tore her underwear startling her. He slid his fingers inside his wife, making love to her with his fingers as she moaned out in pleasure from his touch. Della was drenched, soaking wet, she was ready for him to make love to her. He removed his fingers from inside her and she protested. "More," she begged.

He smiled down at his wife, "I have something better for you," he said as he moved his body up hers. He positioned himself between her legs. He took his cock and teased her with it rubbing it against her clit. She moaned out and needed more of him. She wanted him to make love to her. She needed the intimacy with her husband. Seth lowered himself down onto his wife as he slid his cock into her drenching wet sex. She gasped at his sudden entrance. "Does it still hurt?"

"Yes," she breathed.

"I'm sorry," he apologized. "I'll be gentle." She nodded as he took her lips with his and began making love to his wife, taking his time, moving slow within her to make it comfortable for her. He was capable of more, capable of being rougher but she wasn't ready. He sweetly made love to his wife as he kissed her neck softly. Each movement slow and passionate, he hit every spot that made her moan. A new sensation filled Della as her husband thrust deeply but gently into her. She moved with his rhythm. The passion ripping and tearing through her body. She never felt anything like it. Her toes curled, her knees began to quake and before she could stop herself she cried out in pleasure and hit her climax. Seth smiled and kissed his wife as he picked up his pace, still being gentle with her as he filled her, moving deeply inside of her, thrusting deep, he couldn't control himself much longer and one last thrust he released himself inside of her with a groan, his seed finding her womb as he poured himself inside of her. "I love you."

"I love you too," she said as his lips covered hers and he kissed her with a burning passion. He could make love to his wife all day, all afternoon and that's what he did. He made love to her until it was time to prepare for dinner. He had a bath drawn for her and had an abigail dress her after she was finished with her bath. He washed up in another room as he prepared himself for dinner with a long-time friend of the family and her mother. He wanted them to meet Della, meet his new bride because she was so special to him and was a very special part of his life. He was proud of Della and he loved her deeply, no man would ever match the love he had for his wife, no one.

Seth waited down in the sitting room for his wife smoking a tobacco pipe waiting for their guests to arrive for dinner. He could smell the servants preparing the dinner in the kitchen. Seth had the fireplace lit so their company could enjoy some warmth when they arrived. Della walked into the sitting room nearly knocking Seth breathless dressed in a beautiful black and gold gown with her long hair tied up into a bun. She wore accented make up to bring out her eyes and bring out some of her features. He met his wife halfway and kissed her cheek softly. "Mr. and Mrs. Rollins," said Thomas one of their servants. "Miss Celia and Mrs. Santiago have arrived," he said announcing them before they entered into the sitting room. Della caught glimpse of a young girl with dark hair wrapped into a low tight bun with a yellow hat on that matched her yellow gown that fit her perfectly. Della thought she was beautiful with her dark eyes, tiny nose and thin lips. Della looked at the older woman with her and they looked similar but the age difference was there. She knew they were mother and daughter.

Seth quickly walked over to greet each woman with a kiss to the cheek and a smile. "Welcome," he said, "How do you like the new residence?"

"It is beautiful," answered the young woman.

"Fitting for a wonderful physician like you," said the older woman. "I see you have done well for yourself," she said as Thomas helped her and the younger woman out of their jackets that were made from fur if Della had to guess they came from a fox but she wasn't skilled in the knowledge of fur. She suddenly didn't feel like she fit in with the three in front of her as they exchanged conversation. "I'm glad you have returned from England."

"It is wonderful to be home," he smiled as Della stood off to the side.

"I'm sure," said the younger woman as she flashed her long eyelashes at Seth as she spoke in her Spanish accent. She was too beautiful for words. "I missed you and have anxiously been awaiting your return. When did you arrive back in Spain?"

"I just arrived home this morning. I was detoured a couple days," he said looking at Della. He motioned for her to join him at his side and being his wife she made her way over to him. "Celia, this is my wife Della," he introduced them to one another, "and Mrs. Santiago, this is my wife Della, Della Celia and Mrs. Santiago."

Celia let out a small cough, "you're married?"

"Happily," he smiled as he wrapped his arm around Della's waist as she shook hands with the reluctant Celia and Mrs. Santiago. She could tell they were not a fan of her as they exchanged looks between each other.

"And when did this occur?" asked Celia.

"The day before I departed from England, I met Della in England while I was tending to her mother."

"The Farmer's Daughter?" she asked as she looked Della up and down. "You married the Farmer's Daughter?"

"I certainly did," he answered wrapping his arm around Della's slender waist and Celia's eyes followed.

"Interesting," she said before they were called to have dinner. "I would love to hear that story." Della didn't fit in, she knew she never would. She was not one of them she was a Farmer's Daughter that was lucky enough to marry a well respected physician.

Everyone sat down to dinner, Seth took the end of the table and Della took the seat next to him, Celia on the other side of him and Celia's mother at the other end of the table. They were served their dinner of chicken, potatoes and vegetables. During dinner Della felt more and more out of place as Celia told stories of her and Seth, how they were wonderful friends since childhood. Della could see Celia was in love with Seth and how Seth hadn't seen it was beyond her. Della lacked the table manners to dine with them. She felt odd. She couldn't join in their conversations of travel or their conversations about wealth she was a poor girl that grew up on a farm. The most extravagant thing she had done in her life was work for Lord Reigns and his family. "Are you okay?" Seth whispered to her during dinner.

"I'm fine," she answered as he placed his hand on her thigh under the table resting it there as they ate together.

"So, Della," began Celia, "how did you meet Seth?"

"He came to tend to my mother during her illness," she answered as she ate. "He made her well again," she smiled, "and we were married shortly after."

"How did the marriage come about?" asked Celia.

"My grandfather promised me to Seth," she answered honestly, "but we found out that we were in love with each other."

"I see," she said before taking a bite of her chicken. "I'm sure you're not used to this surrounding."

"Of course not but I once worked for Lord Reigns and had been on his property."

"You WORKED for them, you didn't live the life of luxury with him surely," she laughed. "Have you gone to school?"

"My mama homeschooled me until I was 12 and then I began to help around the house, tend to the children before I started to help my father work on farms."

"You WORKED on a farm?" she asked judgingly. "Oh, Dear," she said.

"It really wasn't that bad," she said, "the money helped my family and I enjoy animals. It wasn't a terrible job just not a job I would want the rest of my life. What do you do?" she asked.

She had caught Celia by surprise and Celia said, "I'm working to be a physician. Seth has taught me all that he knows," she said as she placed her hand on his arm and smiled. Seth smiled back at her.

"That's correct," he said, "she is my partner."

"Your partner?" asked Della.

"His partner," she smiled. "We work well together, we're going to open a practice here in Spain as soon as I get licensed. I wouldn't want to partner with anyone else but Seth," she said with so much passion it made Della's stomach turn.

"I'm not feeling well," announced Della, "I'm going to excuse myself," she said.

"Della," he said as he stood with his wife. "Are you all right?"

"I am probably just tired from our journey, please enjoy the rest of your dinner. I will go lay down."

"Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked.

"No," she said, "Please enjoy your company," she said giving him the impression she had become offended by Celia but he couldn't understand why.

"Well, rest well, I will be up to check on you to make sure you're not catching what your mama had," he said.

"Thank-you," she said softly. He kissed her cheek softly before she left the dining room. She stood outside the dining room for a minute to compose herself as she felt the tears burn in her eyes.

"I cannot believe you married the Farmer's Daughter," said Celia.

"I am quite shocked myself," said Mrs. Santiago. "I thought you weren't going to marry her?" she asked as Della listened.

"I wasn't going to but I fell in love with her. I assure you. She's not as awkward and bad as you make it seem. She's a wonderful woman. You just have to get to know her," he said but it was too late Della had run upstairs to their bedchamber and buried her head into the pillow to cry. "I do truly love her," he said.

"I just think you could have done better," said Celia with a smile. "You had better here the whole time."

"I am aware," he said, "but I am happy with Della."

"You could always be happy with me but as long as you're happy," said Celia, "then I am happy for you."

"Thank-you," he said with a smile as he continued to enjoy dinner with Celia and her mother.

Meanwhile back in England, Hunter and Stephanie were enjoying their evening together when there was a knock on their door. Hunter walked to answer the door. He opened the door and to his surprise he saw Roman; Lord Reigns standing in front of him. "Lord Reigns," he said.

"I have come for Della," he announced.

"Della no longer resides here nor does she reside in England. She's gone, Lord Reigns."

"Where is she?" he asked.

"Away from you," he answered. "She's wed."

"To the Spanish Physician," he said.

"It doesn't matter who she's wed to, she's wed and she will honor her vows to her husband. She's gone she will never return to England again. Stay away, Reigns," he warned. "Honor your wife."

"You can't hide her from me. I will find her," he promised. "I will find her," he said before Hunter slammed the door in his face leaving Lord Reigns on the porch. He made his way off the porch and made his way to his carriage. His driver helped him up the steps of his carriage and he climbed in as the driver shut the door before climbing to take the reigns to take Roman back to him residence. Roman promised himself he would find Della, he had made a promise to her he was going to keep that promise. It wasn't too late, he could still win her away from the Spanish physician he knew that he could.

*A/N: What do you think of Della's and Seth's marriage? Do you think Seth truly loves Della or the idea of her? What did you think of their new home in Spain? Why do you think Della feels so out of placed with Celia and her mother arrive? What did you think of Celia and her mother? Do you think that Seth was once in love with Celia? What do you think of them being partners and working together? Do you think Della's happiness will last? What did you think of Roman coming to find Della? Do you think he will find her? Please review and thank-you for reading.