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Chapter 10: Count Jax Drake

Young velvet porcelain boy
Devour me when you're with me
Blue wish window seas
Speak delicious fires

I'm your candy perfume girl
Your candy perfume girl

Moist warm desire
Fly to me

I'm your candy perfume girl
Your candy perfume girl
I'm your candy perfume girl
Candy, candy

Rush me ghost you see
Every center my home
Fever steam girl
Throb the oceans

Your candy perfume girl
Your candy perfume girl
Your candy perfume girl
Candy perfume girl

Did I lie to you?
Candy perfume girl
Did I lie to you?
Magic poison

You're a candy perfume boy
A candy perfume boy
You're a candy perfume boy
You're candy

Candy perfume girl

The sacred nerve is magic poison
It's candy, it's candy

I'm your candy perfume girl
I'm your candy perfume girl
Boy, girl, boy, girl, boy
Candy

"Candy Perfume Girl" - Madonna

The weeks drifted by swiftly like a cool sea breeze. By the size of Isabella's stomach, you can tell the baby was growing strong and healthy. Everything was back to normal, Isabella was thankful because she has seen less of Charlotte and Beckett, and it was less stressful. Considering her delicate state, Isabella needed to be fully rested and relaxed. She couldn't wait for the baby to be born...it was another miracle, it seems this baby came at a right time. Isabella can focus on taking care of her children and not worry about Charlotte and be pressured to become better than her...because Isabella all ready is, and she did not need to prove it.

Isabella was in her place of peace and tranquility...Fleurs de Belle. James suggested she spend a few days there with Robin. A right time to relax before the baby arrived, and to enjoy the wonderful lavish gardens right now, in the blossoming springtime. A beautiful melody came from Isabella's private salon, as her soft hands glided through the keys as she played Bach.

"I see that you are fully rested, by taking the time to play the piano". a rich velvet voice echoed through the room, that was music to Isabella's ears...James.

Isabella smiled to herself, she stood and made her way towards him as he met her at the center of the room. James took her into his arms and kissed her everso sweetly, making her knees buckle.

"Why are you here so early"? asked Isabella curiously after their long heated sweet kiss.

"Can I not come see my beautiful wife and daughter"? James teased.

"Well yes of course, but I thought you would come a little later".

"I did plan on coming later this evening, but my dear Isabella we have recieved a dinner invitation for this evening from Lord and Lady Rochester". announced James as he poured himself a drink of brandy. "They want to introduce us to some new Count...coming from England".

"Count? hmm...well, do we have to go? Because of course you know that Charlotte and Beckett will be there". replied Isabella dreading the enitre evening.

"Actually, they will not be attending. Charlotte has fallen ill and Beckett will not attend without his adoring wife". smirked James knowing this will be good news to Isabella.

"Very well, then we shall attend". Isabella beamed . She was rather curious to see this new Count...who could he be?

Later that evening...James and Isabella attended the dinner party at Rochester manor. The parlor was filled with Lord and Lady Rochester's exclusive guests, their small "elite" social circle so to speak. Of course, Lord Beckett and his lovely wife were expected to attend, but to Isabella's luck...Charlotte has fallen ill with a minor cold. The guests were enjoying fine wine and talking endlessly, the women complimenting and inquiring on Isabella's health.

"How are you doing Dutchess Norrington"? asked Lady Rochester

"Very well...although I feel very exhausted most of the time". Isabella replied.

"Oh well it is normal...I am sorry for having planned this dinner party for tonight, its just the Count arrived three days ago, and I thought it would be superb to have a dinner party. Admiral Norrington told my husband that you were at Fleurs..". said Lady Rochester.

"There is no need to worry, I have been there for almost a week, it was the right time to return back to the social circle". Isabella smiled to reassure Lady Rochester. The truth is...Isabella wanted to be alone with her peace of mind in her beautiful place to hide, its the only place she found refuge from this preasuring society.

"I am glad to hear it."

"When will we meet this new Count"? Isabella asked

Just when Isabella had asked...the doors swiftly opened as if the king and queen were coming through. But it was someone equally as important, Count Jax Drake, a very intriguing man...who made every woman in the room instantly fall in love with him. Count Drake looked absolutely amazing in rich silk dark blue attire, his golden hair shined like the sun; he almost resembled Apollo. Those enchanting blue eyes as deep as the bottom of the abyss, that would pierce through one's own.His tall, strong figure, intimadating a few of the East India Trading Company soldiers and leutinants in the room. He glided through the room, with a peaceful air about him...he looked almost angelic and heroic at the same time. Count Drake's presence made shivers run down Isabella's spine...

"Good evening". Count Drake's voice was like a rich melody echoeing through the parlor.

"Handsome devil...isn't he". whispered Lady Rochester to Isabella, who stared at the man...who's name sounded very familiar. Just as Isabella was thinking about it, Count Drake was already before her.

"Lady Rochester, thank you for hosting this party in my honor." Count Drake smirked and stared at Isabella. "And who is this beautiful young woman"?

"Oh I apologize where are my manners...Count Jax Drake this is Dutchess Isabella Norrington." introduced Lady Rochester.

"Please to meet you Count Drake." Isabella curtsied

"No, no the pleasure is all mine Dutchess Norrington." Count Drake took Isabella's delicate hand and kissed it softly.

Across the parlor, James was talking to Lord Rochester...they both eyed the Count from where they were standing.

"Is that the Count from England"? asked James

"Oh yes...Count Jax Drake". replied Lord Rochester

"Is he perhaps related to the late Count Nickolas Drake..."?

"Yes, I assume you and your wife would have known that the title was passed on to Nickolas's cousin Jax. Seeing that Nickolas had no children to pass on the title to."

"Really? Well at least it was passed on to a family member". James looked at Jax, who was trying to charm Isabella with his delightful company.Can this be a trust worthy man...or perhaps a new enemy?

A/N: Hmmm...a new hottie has arrived in Port Royal...what might be his intentions? Please R&R...thanks!-Michelle.