He walked towards her, his eyes scorching,"My dear, don't you know that you are to accompany me everywhere? Even to hell, my little saint." He told her as he grasped the back of her head, his fingers threading into her dark hair before he pulled her to him, pressing a harsh kiss to her forehead, "Say goodbye to paradise, Alexandra." He breathed. John Wilmot/OC. Rating changed.

The Earl of Rochester returns to London after a long term exile.What happens when his eye catches the unknown understudy of his previous lover?Noticing her blossoming talent he takes it upon himself to make her the finest actress the London stage has ever seen.But is it her talent he's interested in or is the taste of revenge a little too sweet for him to pass up? Wilmot/OC.Rated M

"So, Joseph..." he started with a smile, "Josh." the nickname rolled off his tongue slowly while his eyes shone mischievously, "Now I understand why there wasn't anything visible in those breeches." he commented wickedly while she stared at him.

She just wanted to help her old friend. She didn't know that a single journey could change her life; she didn't know she would find heaven with him. Jack/OC with a little Jack/Elizabeth.