Chapter 142 - Maverick's Castle

Wild Orchid Castle

It was already late at night when Stacey and Maverick reached the residence. In the driveway, she already noticed that there are rare wild orchids that they are preserving. It was beautiful and she knew just a woman who would love one. However, she still feels a little conscious about herself. She doesn't understand why Maverick would take her to his Castle and Caleb already approved that it'll be her residence here in Marduque. 

"Darling, you alright?" Maverick asked while he's rubbing her other side. 

"Yeah," Stacey said but she's not okay. "But, why do I have to live here?" 

"So, I can be with you always." Maverick smiled. His office was also in the castle as the Duke of Marduque. It's not just the castle and the people that he's taking care of but also their family business. "I'll be very busy. But do you want to come with me on every trip?" 

"If I am not a bother." She said and leaned to him. 

"You aren't." He said and kissed her forehead. "Does your body still hurt?" 

"Hmm," She nodded. "A little." 

The time that they were in the foyer of the castle. The maids and butlers came to greet them and they took out bags from the car. They were only wearing casual clothes and she's wearing a long casual dress to cover up a few bruises from her legs. Maverick gently lifted her from the ground and carried her like a bride. She flushed and stared at him. 

"I know that you are tired." He mumbled. She wrapped her arms around his neck. He smiled and kissed her lips. 

He took her upstairs directly to his room and Butler Paul already arranged everything including the colors of the sheets and curtains. 

"So, do you like our room?" He asked as he gently put her down to the bed sofa just at the edge of the four-poster king bed. He knelt in front of her and removed her doll shoes and replaced them with fluffy pink slippers. 

"Yeah." She bit her lips to avoid grinning. "This is 'our' room?" 

"It was originally my room. But since you are here, I don't want a separate room. However, a Duchess has a personal room where you can have your collection of expensive signature bags, clothes, and shoes." 

"Uh, that sounds dreamy. But I don't want to be a grown spoiled brat because of you." 

"I don't mind." He reached her left hand and gently kissed it. 

"Are you sure that you want to take me as your girlfriend here? Live with a girlfriend?" 

"Yeah," he grinned and kissed her other hand. "Well, check the closet. I'll prepare our dinner." 

"But aren't you tired?" 

"I am… But I am not that tired of not preparing your favorite meal." 

She giggled and bent down to kiss his lips. He reached her cheeks and kissed her passionately. 

"What do you want to eat, love?" 

"Steak. I want medium-rare." 

"Sure." He kissed her lips again. "So, do you want me to set up a handmaiden for you?" 

"Handmaiden? Why would I have that?" She was confused. 

"Why not?" He asked. "You'll be my Duchess soon." 

"Hmm," She never had thought of being a Duchess. "Are you sure about this? Like~~" 

"Babe," He pointed to her nose. "Let's talk later. I'll cook our dinner. It won't take long. Like thirty minutes?" 

She nodded at him. 

"If you are bored, there's a television… then, computer… I also have canvas and drawing pads for you." 

"Alright," She nodded. 

"I'll send Butler Paul some refreshments for you." 

She nodded at him. Then, he reached the remote controls for her and he left. She finally stood and looked around the room. There's a desk where files were piled. She only glanced at it. Then, she roamed around and went to the bathroom. She gaped seeing how wide it was. With a big bathroom with a very own jacuzzi, a shower on the other corner, and a television on the wall. 

"Wow, he's living in a grand castle." She mumbled and went outside to find a maid. She bowed at her. She never heard her enter. 

"Milady, Butler Paul sent me. Would you like some refreshments?" 

"No. I'm fine." She said. 

"Is there anything that I could do for you?" 

"No, thank you." She smiled at her as the maid nodded. Then, Butler Paul entered from the door with a tray of drinks. 

"I'll take care of Lady Stacey." He said to the maid. The maid bowed and left. 

Then, Butler Paul put the tray on the table. Then, he closed the main door. He approached her and poured the cream over the cocktail that he made. 

"From now on, please don't accept any drinks from any servants who entered here without your permission." 

"Why?" She asked. 

"Since you got involved with the Duke, there were lots of people who wanted you dead too. One way to make him miserable." 

"I understand." 

The Butler gestured t the side table as he walked to the drawer beside the bed that has a lock. He set up the code and pulled out the drawer. 

"Here's the fridge and snacks."

"Wow," She looked into it and found a small bottle of champagne, wine, sodas, juices, yogurts, and other snacks. 

"So, if ever you are hungry. I'll refill this every day." 

"Thank you, Sir Paul," Stacey said. She went to the table and took a glass. She sipped on the straw and hummed. "This is good." 

"I'll help the Duke in the kitchen now." Butler Paul bowed and left. 

Maverick set up their dinner on the balcony of his room with candles. It was too fancy for Stacey, especially if Maverick was the one who cooked for her. She sliced the steak and smiled at the perfect medium-rare steak. It's a little pinkish in the middle and since he put basil on it, it also smells good and tastes good. The time that she chewed it, the tasty flavor of the fresh steak exploded in her mouth. 

"This is tasty. This is amazing." She told him. "This is the most expensive steak I ever tasted." 

"That's also one of the most expensive steaks. High class, my love." 

"Oh, wow. That's why it tasted expensive." Stacey giggled. 

"I'll only serve high-class food for you, my dear." 

"I would rather speak about food with you than expensive bags." 

"Yeah, we will be talking more about food." 

"Let's sleep after. I know that you are tired." 

"How about snuggling?" He asked. 

"I'll snuggle with you until morning." She said softly. 

After their dinner, Maverick drinks champagne with her in a jacuzzi full of bubbles while they are watching sexy scenes. He held her left hand and checked if the water got into her wound. 

"Does this still hurt?" He asked. 

"It still hurts. I don't think that I might be able to continue working on my projects." 

"Don't worry about that." 

Stacey was used to using both of her hands when it comes to animating. Her hands work that way. That's why Maverick was so in love with her because she's peculiar and very talented. But thinking of her hands, what he thought about was the other talent. He remembered how she used both to please him. He was so into her that he always got that good arousal. 

"I already set up doctors to check on it." He admired her beautiful nails but somehow, the cutest nail was ripped off from her finger. "I'll make sure that they'll pay big for what they did to you." He kissed her temple. Stacey snuggled more to him. 

"Do you want to have sex?" She suddenly asked. 

"Babe, are you feeling well? Do your muscles still hurt?" 

"A little… but I want to have your baby. So~~" 

"You don't have to force yourself." 

"I want it." She insisted. "I know that it has only been a few days after the assault. I am trying hard not to live in that trauma… please, Mave." 

He pursed his lips and nodded at her. He gently kissed her temple. 

"You don't have to beg for that, my love. You can have me anytime you want." 

"You are hard too." 

He pulled out the drain and took the hand shower and rinsed it to their body. 

"I'll be careful." He said softly and reached her towel and wrapped her gently. She giggled and felt so good when he took her to bed. He dried her off and took the towel to dry himself. 

"Get more towels." She said with a giggle. He rushed back to the bathroom with two more towels and dried himself. 

She lay down sexily. 

"Wait, babe. We have to wrap up your wound first." 

He quickly went to her side and opened the drawer. Stacey's smile faded as she watched him remove the silicon cover on her pinky finger so her wound wouldn't get wet. They cleaned it up and wrapped it up with a small band-aid. 

"All done!" He smiled at her but she wasn't smiling. "Babe," he scooped her face. "Babe…" He called again. "Are you ready?" 

She nodded at him. 

"I'll start now or do you want some toys?" 

She giggled at him and nodded. 

"First, I want vanilla." He lay her down and got in between her legs. "I want to devour you for a long time.. So, stay still."