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The insisting knocking woke Christian from his sleep. He glanced at his watch and groaned. "Blood hell, I'm coming." He bellowed. Not bothering to cover his half naked body, he padded barefoot from his room to the front door. He looked through the peephole to find Elizabeth standing on the other side.
Elizabeth stifled a gasp as her eyes traveled up and down Christian's chisel features. From the look of his disheveled, hair and the drowsy look in his eyes he was still asleep when she arrived. Perhaps she should have called first or waited for the right time. It was still rather early in the morning and she should have known he was asleep. However, Elizabeth had grown impatient and anxious. She wanted, no needed to tell him, now.
"Lizzy?" Her wondering eyes darted back up to his.
"Christian," she breathlessly replied, a smile crossing her face. "My Lady, as much as I love your company I must ask what are you doing here at such an early hour?" He yawned while he rubbed the sleep away from his eyes.
"You can stop waiting now." She said.
"Its too early in the morning for riddles, my dear. What do you mean." She stepped closer to him, placing her hand on his bare chest, over his heart. His eyes darting from her hand to her eyes. Elizabeth could see the fog quickly rising. It did not take him long to figure out what she meant.
He slowly snaked his right arm around her waist. Giving her time to pull away if she wanted to. When she did not object he pulled her closer, flushed to his body. He leaned down bringing his lips closer, hovering just above hers. Before capturing her mouth he whispered, "Say it." He pleaded, his voice sounding hopeful.
"I love you, Christian Nottin.." He captured her lips before she could finish. Not breaking the kiss, he lifted Elizabeth in his arms, slamming the door behind them, and walking back towards his bedroom. Where they spent to rest of the day together, discovering their newfound love for each other.
Sara sighed grateful that the blade decided to spare her the embarrassment of watching the two new lovers going at it. Another month passed in that one moment. Sara found Elizabeth sitting in front of the vanity mirror, applying finishing touches of make-up. "You get back into this bed this instant, you temptress." Christian groggily called from the bed behind her. She smiled, getting up from her chair, and walked over to him.
"Good morning, my love." She bent down to quickly kiss him, hurriedly averting his seeking hands.
"It would be if you would take those clothes off and crawled back under here with me." He wiggled his eyebrows up and down. Flashing that devilish smile of his.
"I would love nothing more but," she sighed, "I can't. Celeste is waiting for me. We are planning to have brunch today. I've already missed lunch the other day because of you." Elizabeth grinned, putting on her heels. She walked over to the closet to retrieve her coat. Rustling sounds of sheets could be heard in the background, and in a matter of moments, Christian was behind her. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back against his naked body. He lowered his head, whispering in her ear, "Can't you call and reschedule for dinner perhaps?"
Elizabeth rolled her eyes shut, lulling her head to the side. Relishing the feel of his soft lips nuzzling her neck. "Besides, who needs brunch. I can satiate your appetite." She could feel him smiling against her skin. His large hands lightly roaming over her body.
"What about Daniel? I promised him I'd be there too. You do not want me to break the little boy's heart do you?" Elizabeth raised her arm, reaching behind her to cup the back of his head. Enjoying the kisses he bestowed upon her neck.
"Ah, so you're leaving me for a younger man, hm?"
Elizabeth chuckled, turning around in his embrace. Her arms wrapping around his neck. Christian continued wih his teasing, "Well I really cannot blame you, love. The Nottingham men are irresistible. A word of caution though my love. My dashing and charming nephew has been known to shamelessly woo women." He grinned.
"Yes, a trait he has no doubt inherited from his incredible and sexy uncle. Don't worry my love, my heart already belongs to one Nottingham." She captured his face between her hands and pulled him down to bestow a searing and passionate kiss.
"Mm, I seem to have awaken little Christian." Elizabeth grinned as she felt his arousal.
"Its you're fault, love. Now are you sure 'we' can't persuade you to stay?"
Elizabeth shook her head no. He sighed, "Fine, go on then love. Before little Christian and big Christian rip your clothes off, throw you onto the bed, and tie you up. Brunch be damned."
They kissed once more before both were reluctant to let go. Christian pulled on a pair of pants and walked Elizabeth to the door. "Alright my love I'll be back in a few hours. What will you do while I'm gone?"
Christian sighed once again, "I'll be lying naked in bed wasting away until your return." He grinned, "So eat fast my love." He leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. "I love you, Lizzy."
"I love you too, bye." Elizabeth turned and walked away.
Both were unaware of the men lurking in the shadows. They waited until Elizabeth got into the taxi and disappeared. They knocked on the door moments later. Assuming it was Elizabeth, Christian ran to the door, "See I knew you would come back." Caught completely off guard Christian had no time to react to the large fist that greeted him as he swung the door open.
Christian stumbled back but was able to remain on his feet. He looked up in time to see another fist coming down. He moved his head in time to miss the punch. He stepped back putting some distance between him and the large burly man as he ready himself for a fight. Christian's arms quickly came up to block another blow from the intruder. He arched his arm and fist up to connect with the man's exposed gut, doubling him over. With his left hand, Christian brought down his fist down across the man's face.
Christian continued to deliver blow after blow until the brawny body of the man dropped to the floor. But before Christian was able to pick up on the other presence that entered the room the beefy intruder wrapped his strong arms around Christian's body from behind. Trapping his body in a squeezing bear hug. Christian struggled against the man's hold but was unable to break free. The man lifted Christian off the ground with ease. The other man that was on the floor got up and rushed towards them. When he was close enough Christian raised his legs and pushed against intruder one back onto the floor, colliding with the coffee table on the way down. The force caught intruder two off guard and they both stumbled back to the opposite wall.
A gush of air escaped from the man's lips as he connected with the wall. Christian snapped his head back, catching intruder two square in the face and breaking the man's nose. The man's grip loosens and Christian quickly wiggled his arms free. Still being held up by his waist, Christian began hitting against the side of the man's face with his elbows. Christian continued until finally the man let him go.
Christian turned around and delivered a knee to the man's groin. The large man groaned as he dropped to his knees, clutching his aching crotch. Christian clasped his hands together and brought down his hands, connecting the man behind his head, dropping him to the ground.
"Argh..." Christian turned in time to see intruder one rushing towards him. With his shoulder, he pinned Christian to the wall. Christian was about to bring down his elbow onto the man's exposed back when he heard the familiar click of a gun being cocked. He looked up to stare down the barrel of a gun, which was held by the steady hand of Kenneth Irons.
"Why struggle, Nottingham. You are only delaying the inevitable. So why don't you be a good little boy and do so as I say." Kenneth ordered.
Christian tried to formulate a plan on how he would free himself from his current situation. Kenneth smirked, "No use trying to figure your way out, Nottingham." Without wavering his attention on Christian, Kenneth called out to the one man still cowered on the floor. "Get up you fool and tie him up." When the other man didn't move fast enough, Kenneth kicked him. "I said get up, now!"
With much effort, the other man managed to his feet. He pulled a few pieces of rope from his pockets. He bounded Christian's arms behind his back, then secured his ankle. "What's the point in keeping me alive if you're just going to kill me in the end? Why don't you just shoot me and get it over with, Irons? Then again you don't strike me as the type to do your own dirty work." Christian mocked. Intruder one finally straightened up from his position and held onto Christian's arm. On the other side was intruder two. A firm grip on Christian's other arm.
Irons lowered his weapon and walked over to Christian. "Why would I want to shoot you? Where is the fun in that? No, I'm going to have my fun first then I'll kill you."
Christian started to chuckle, "I always knew you were a sick bastard but a pervert too." Irons lips curled up into a sneer. He brought his hand up and smacked Christian across the face with his side of his gun. Christian winced from the blow; blood started spilling from his lips. "You cannot win, Irons." He said as he raised his head to look up.
"I already have." Irons dealt another blow across Christian's face, this time rendering him unconscious.
"Let's go." Irons ordered as he walked out of the apartment. The two men followed behind, dragging Christian's body.
Sara horrifically watched, all the while thinking where was Elizabeth.
The insisting knocking woke Christian from his sleep. He glanced at his watch and groaned. "Blood hell, I'm coming." He bellowed. Not bothering to cover his half naked body, he padded barefoot from his room to the front door. He looked through the peephole to find Elizabeth standing on the other side.
Elizabeth stifled a gasp as her eyes traveled up and down Christian's chisel features. From the look of his disheveled, hair and the drowsy look in his eyes he was still asleep when she arrived. Perhaps she should have called first or waited for the right time. It was still rather early in the morning and she should have known he was asleep. However, Elizabeth had grown impatient and anxious. She wanted, no needed to tell him, now.
"Lizzy?" Her wondering eyes darted back up to his.
"Christian," she breathlessly replied, a smile crossing her face. "My Lady, as much as I love your company I must ask what are you doing here at such an early hour?" He yawned while he rubbed the sleep away from his eyes.
"You can stop waiting now." She said.
"Its too early in the morning for riddles, my dear. What do you mean." She stepped closer to him, placing her hand on his bare chest, over his heart. His eyes darting from her hand to her eyes. Elizabeth could see the fog quickly rising. It did not take him long to figure out what she meant.
He slowly snaked his right arm around her waist. Giving her time to pull away if she wanted to. When she did not object he pulled her closer, flushed to his body. He leaned down bringing his lips closer, hovering just above hers. Before capturing her mouth he whispered, "Say it." He pleaded, his voice sounding hopeful.
"I love you, Christian Nottin.." He captured her lips before she could finish. Not breaking the kiss, he lifted Elizabeth in his arms, slamming the door behind them, and walking back towards his bedroom. Where they spent to rest of the day together, discovering their newfound love for each other.
Sara sighed grateful that the blade decided to spare her the embarrassment of watching the two new lovers going at it. Another month passed in that one moment. Sara found Elizabeth sitting in front of the vanity mirror, applying finishing touches of make-up. "You get back into this bed this instant, you temptress." Christian groggily called from the bed behind her. She smiled, getting up from her chair, and walked over to him.
"Good morning, my love." She bent down to quickly kiss him, hurriedly averting his seeking hands.
"It would be if you would take those clothes off and crawled back under here with me." He wiggled his eyebrows up and down. Flashing that devilish smile of his.
"I would love nothing more but," she sighed, "I can't. Celeste is waiting for me. We are planning to have brunch today. I've already missed lunch the other day because of you." Elizabeth grinned, putting on her heels. She walked over to the closet to retrieve her coat. Rustling sounds of sheets could be heard in the background, and in a matter of moments, Christian was behind her. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back against his naked body. He lowered his head, whispering in her ear, "Can't you call and reschedule for dinner perhaps?"
Elizabeth rolled her eyes shut, lulling her head to the side. Relishing the feel of his soft lips nuzzling her neck. "Besides, who needs brunch. I can satiate your appetite." She could feel him smiling against her skin. His large hands lightly roaming over her body.
"What about Daniel? I promised him I'd be there too. You do not want me to break the little boy's heart do you?" Elizabeth raised her arm, reaching behind her to cup the back of his head. Enjoying the kisses he bestowed upon her neck.
"Ah, so you're leaving me for a younger man, hm?"
Elizabeth chuckled, turning around in his embrace. Her arms wrapping around his neck. Christian continued wih his teasing, "Well I really cannot blame you, love. The Nottingham men are irresistible. A word of caution though my love. My dashing and charming nephew has been known to shamelessly woo women." He grinned.
"Yes, a trait he has no doubt inherited from his incredible and sexy uncle. Don't worry my love, my heart already belongs to one Nottingham." She captured his face between her hands and pulled him down to bestow a searing and passionate kiss.
"Mm, I seem to have awaken little Christian." Elizabeth grinned as she felt his arousal.
"Its you're fault, love. Now are you sure 'we' can't persuade you to stay?"
Elizabeth shook her head no. He sighed, "Fine, go on then love. Before little Christian and big Christian rip your clothes off, throw you onto the bed, and tie you up. Brunch be damned."
They kissed once more before both were reluctant to let go. Christian pulled on a pair of pants and walked Elizabeth to the door. "Alright my love I'll be back in a few hours. What will you do while I'm gone?"
Christian sighed once again, "I'll be lying naked in bed wasting away until your return." He grinned, "So eat fast my love." He leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. "I love you, Lizzy."
"I love you too, bye." Elizabeth turned and walked away.
Both were unaware of the men lurking in the shadows. They waited until Elizabeth got into the taxi and disappeared. They knocked on the door moments later. Assuming it was Elizabeth, Christian ran to the door, "See I knew you would come back." Caught completely off guard Christian had no time to react to the large fist that greeted him as he swung the door open.
Christian stumbled back but was able to remain on his feet. He looked up in time to see another fist coming down. He moved his head in time to miss the punch. He stepped back putting some distance between him and the large burly man as he ready himself for a fight. Christian's arms quickly came up to block another blow from the intruder. He arched his arm and fist up to connect with the man's exposed gut, doubling him over. With his left hand, Christian brought down his fist down across the man's face.
Christian continued to deliver blow after blow until the brawny body of the man dropped to the floor. But before Christian was able to pick up on the other presence that entered the room the beefy intruder wrapped his strong arms around Christian's body from behind. Trapping his body in a squeezing bear hug. Christian struggled against the man's hold but was unable to break free. The man lifted Christian off the ground with ease. The other man that was on the floor got up and rushed towards them. When he was close enough Christian raised his legs and pushed against intruder one back onto the floor, colliding with the coffee table on the way down. The force caught intruder two off guard and they both stumbled back to the opposite wall.
A gush of air escaped from the man's lips as he connected with the wall. Christian snapped his head back, catching intruder two square in the face and breaking the man's nose. The man's grip loosens and Christian quickly wiggled his arms free. Still being held up by his waist, Christian began hitting against the side of the man's face with his elbows. Christian continued until finally the man let him go.
Christian turned around and delivered a knee to the man's groin. The large man groaned as he dropped to his knees, clutching his aching crotch. Christian clasped his hands together and brought down his hands, connecting the man behind his head, dropping him to the ground.
"Argh..." Christian turned in time to see intruder one rushing towards him. With his shoulder, he pinned Christian to the wall. Christian was about to bring down his elbow onto the man's exposed back when he heard the familiar click of a gun being cocked. He looked up to stare down the barrel of a gun, which was held by the steady hand of Kenneth Irons.
"Why struggle, Nottingham. You are only delaying the inevitable. So why don't you be a good little boy and do so as I say." Kenneth ordered.
Christian tried to formulate a plan on how he would free himself from his current situation. Kenneth smirked, "No use trying to figure your way out, Nottingham." Without wavering his attention on Christian, Kenneth called out to the one man still cowered on the floor. "Get up you fool and tie him up." When the other man didn't move fast enough, Kenneth kicked him. "I said get up, now!"
With much effort, the other man managed to his feet. He pulled a few pieces of rope from his pockets. He bounded Christian's arms behind his back, then secured his ankle. "What's the point in keeping me alive if you're just going to kill me in the end? Why don't you just shoot me and get it over with, Irons? Then again you don't strike me as the type to do your own dirty work." Christian mocked. Intruder one finally straightened up from his position and held onto Christian's arm. On the other side was intruder two. A firm grip on Christian's other arm.
Irons lowered his weapon and walked over to Christian. "Why would I want to shoot you? Where is the fun in that? No, I'm going to have my fun first then I'll kill you."
Christian started to chuckle, "I always knew you were a sick bastard but a pervert too." Irons lips curled up into a sneer. He brought his hand up and smacked Christian across the face with his side of his gun. Christian winced from the blow; blood started spilling from his lips. "You cannot win, Irons." He said as he raised his head to look up.
"I already have." Irons dealt another blow across Christian's face, this time rendering him unconscious.
"Let's go." Irons ordered as he walked out of the apartment. The two men followed behind, dragging Christian's body.
Sara horrifically watched, all the while thinking where was Elizabeth.