"Ros? Do you want fish or meat?" Robert asked. He and Judith just had dinner at his sister's house. Judith had already left.

"We just ate." Rosamund said with raised eyebrows.

"I don't mean now. I am talking about your wedding day."

"Oh." Rosamund looked at Robert. "Mama did ask you?"

"She did, but if you want someone or something else, I am perfectly alright with that."

"I would love it when you would cook at my wedding. I just didn't want to ask, it means that you will spend a big part of that day in the kitchen. And I don't want to bother you."

Robert stepped closer towards Rosamund and put his hands on her shoulders. "You could never bother me, and I have enough staff. I can leave it up to them. And only be in the kitchen during dinner."

"I would love it when you arranged my dinner." Rosamund smiled at Robert. "Can I ask you something else?"

Robert let his arms down. "Of course."

"Why are you still together with Judith?"

Robert was caught by surprise by this question. "I can't explain. I think I grew accustomed to her. And it is better than to be alone."

Rosamund made a sound, but didn't say anything. "Well let's discuss my wedding dinner. Marmaduke? Do you have time to sit down?" She yelled into the hallway.

"Why isn't my bag ready?" Anthony shouted at Cora.

Cora stepped into his bedroom, with a bag in her hands. "I am sorry, I only need to get your toiletries." She quickly turned around and got into the bathroom.

Anthony followed her. He pinned her against the wall and kissed her neck. "I will miss this." He said with a hot breath.

Cora felt shivers, but she wasn't sure if it was because he aroused her or he scared her. Or was it both? She rested her hands on his bum, she gently squeezed his bum. She loved how firm he was, because of all the time he spent in the gym.

Anthony pressed his manhood against Cora, and whispered in her ear. "I need a goodbye present." He ripped her blouse off. She heard the buttons fall to the ground. It was one of her favourites and she felt sad he ruined it. But she didn't get the time to over think it. Anthony's tongue was pressed in her mouth and his fingers entered her. He had lifted up her skirt and ripped her underwear.

"Cora?" Andrew asked. "Everything alright?"

Cora looked up. "Why do you ask?"

"You are very quiet and didn't come in to chat." Andrew frowned.

"It's nothing. I just want to finish the designs for Mr. Crawley." Cora smiled at Andrew. Why was he looking at her like that? Didn't she cover up the bruise on her face enough? Just before Anthony left this morning for his trip he made it very clear she was his. The sex had been wonderful and she thought it would had pleased him, but when she tried to get up and dress for work, he had hit her in the face. 'Remember, I am your priority.' He had said.

"When you are sure!" Andrew said.

"I am." Cora smiled. "I think I can finish the first design today, so I will call Mr. Crawley to make an appointment."

"You are working hard. You know you already earned the position as creative director?" Andrew said, still frowning.

Cora gave him a warm smile. "I just love my work." She wasn't going to admit that working this hard kept her distracted from the problems at home. Anthony was always a rough person, but since the attack she started to see him in a different light. She also knew she was his trigger and if she just did what he wanted, he wouldn't hit her. She needed to do better.

"Robert." Robert said, answering his phone.

It stayed silent on the other side of the line.

"Hello, with Robert." He said again.

He heard a woman scrape her throat. "I am sorry, Mr. Crawley. This is Miss Levinson from Silver Linings.

Robert felt something stir deep inside him when the woman started talking. "Hello, Miss Levinson, how can I help you? Oh and you can call me Robert."

"I wanted to let you know that I finished the first designs and would love to show them to you. When is a good time to come by?

Robert put his phone on speaker and checked his agenda. "I have an open afternoon this Friday, is that alright with you?

"That is perfect, I can be at your restaurant around 15.00 o'clock." Cora answered.

Robert smiled. "Perfect, see you this Friday, 15.00 o'clock.

He hung up, why did he feel this way? It made him happy he was going to see Cora again. He still didn't figure out where he saw her before. Maybe it had been in a supermarket or pub. Who knows.

"Hello my beautiful, what are you doing?" Anthony said through the phone.

"I am sitting on the couch, I was waiting for your phone call." Cora lied, she was sitting in her office, working on the designs for 'Le Grantham' when he called.

"What are you wearing?"

"Chino pants, with a ivory satin blouse." Cora answered.

"You know I am not asking about those clothes."

Cora heard Anthony's dark tone. "A red lace bra and slip."

"Where are your hands?"

Cora described what she was doing with her hands, and did what Anthony told her to do. She heard his breathing getting faster, the better she described what she was doing.

She looked at the clock, she should be getting ready, to be on time at 'Le Grantham's' but Anthony was far from ready to finish this call.

Cora decided to speed up the process. She described how her body was resting on his, how it felt when her breasts touched his body. How her mouth pleased him and played with him. She noticed his breathing and knew he was almost there. "My wet fingers are playing with your lips, you can taste my taste."

She heard he was at his high, and let him finish it off. When he was done, he ended the phone call. She knew he wouldn't be interested in letting her finish. She leaned back into her chair, was this what she wanted? A man who was only interested in his own needs? But was it really this way? When they had sex, he always made sure she got what she needed, right? She wasn't really sure anymore.