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Sebastian then walked over and sat in his car, thinking before leaving the police station, should I go back to Claire's or? Turning the ignition on, Sebastian had and idea, so he drove off onto the foggy road, heading towards Claire's cottage on the lake.

 

Gene had been driving home, then took a swift turn about, to go head down the road that led to Claire's. 

 

It was quite foggy that evening, as dusk started to fade into night. The light poles lit scare sly, while the fog thickened into camouflage that swept along the skyline, making it obscure for drivers, while passing each other along the streets of murky roads.

 

As Sebastian was looking ahead out the blurry windshield, wiping the inside of the windshield with his hand, along the thick fog that hovered the lake. He had noticed a light on in Claire's cottage, peeking through the back sliding glass door curtains.

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Gene and Sebastian where making their way back to the Sergeants desk, when officer Noble spoke; Don't worry will find her, we will still be looking for her in days too come.

Sargent Fitzgerald, get me the Manchester Gazette, I want raise the ransom. and hire more men on the search, "Sebastian sternly stated out loud!"

Ok Mr. Montgomery, how much,"Lieutenant Gardner quoted while entering the police stations doors?"

Two million dollars, said Sebastian in a high pitched voice...

As you wish Sir Montgomery, I will get more men on the hunt, for Ms. Claire Atkins's, "said The sergeant, as he held the doors open," for Mrs.Wallington and Sir Montgomery existing the police station.

 

 

Therefore, Sebastian had walked Mrs. Wallington back to her vehicle, as she Gene looked up at him, with startling eyes.

Gene, you go home and rest, Sebastian said as she drove off into the evening night fog.

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The chilling sound of the rings, flooding throughout the air, "Mrs Wallington had run over to pickup the phone, with great anticipation!"

I need you to meet down at the police station, "Sergeant Fitzgerald just phoned me," and found some clues in Claire's search, Sebastian explained in detail.

                                                                            

Down at the Manchester police station, over looking the clothed findings of clues, "That's from the gown I made Ms. Claire, as Gene stated so firmly."
Are sure mam, Mrs. Wallington, "asked officer Noble, standing next to Sargent Fitzgerald?"
Oh yes Sir..,officer, "Gene answered in a trembling stutter!"
What are we going to do, "Oh my Sebastian, sobbing with a river of tears, as Gene hugged Sebastian tightly gripped."
Mrs. Wallington have some water, as he walked her over to the water fountain, by the main entrance of the station.
                                                                           

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Later that day after leaving the Police station, Sebastian had went home and showered off the day. He still felt alittle shaky from the bump on the side of his head, as he climbed up the spiral staircase, to the master bedroom, to rest his head.

Ring a ling...Ring a ling..., persistently, Sebastian had leaned over to answer the phone, in a sluggish motion.

Good evening, "Montgomery residence, with his raspy spoken words?"

It's Sargent Fitzgerald, we have some knew clues we found while searching the wooded areas near Claire's cottage.

What did you find, "Sebastian asked anxiously ?"

We found white torn fabric, with a brownish mud stained piece of material on a tree, up along the roadside; about a half mile away, into the woods, from Claire's, in which Sargent Fitzgerald had explained.

Really, let me call Mrs. Wallington, and ask her to meet with us down at the police station, so she can tell us if any of the fabric was from Claire's wedding gown, "Thornton suggested."

Ok Mr. Montgomery, see you soon, as the Sargent hung up the phone.

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Entering the back entrance of the cabin, Thornton stopped by the bar to open a nice bottle of Chardonnay, as he smelled the cork, he sat two wine glasses at the café table.

Next he went into Claire's room, where he was now staying in, while Claire had the up stairs bedroom; he had taken a full length dress of burgundy laced silk out of the bedroom closet, next to his clothes. Carrying it upstairs, while he laid out on the foot of the bed for Claire to ware, when she woke from her nap. Along side of the bed, sat a pair of golden bronze strapless heels, to go with her dress.

                                                                   

Claire began to wake as she yawned out loud, "What are you doing in my room, looking surprisingly?"

Please Mrs. Androusey, don't look so shocked, you are my wife, Now get dressed, and meet me in the study by the bar; don't make me wait, "Thornton responded abruptly."

Don't call me that, my name is Claire Atkins, soon to be Mrs. Montgomery; "I will never accept this marriage, ever she cried out!"

Quit your pouting, wipe your face of tears, and get dressed.

Thornton had left the room to head back down to the bar, while waiting patiently for Claire to arrive.

 

                                                            

 

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Thornton went backup stairs to get some clothes, to put in the downstairs bedroom, he had setup for Claire. While hanging up his clothes' in the closet, he looked over at the broken shattered pieces of mirror on the floor.

Thornton picked up a piece and saw his reflection, and said to himself, " I need to shave this rugged face of mine," as he continued to look in the shattered mirror behind the bedroom door.

While exiting the bedroom, he had stepped, and pierced his foot with a sliver of mirror.

Shoot... as he squeezed it out beneath the slit skin of his left foot. 

Thornton went into the hallway closet, where Ms. Campton kept the cleaning supplies, to get a broom with dust pan, to sweep up the broken mirror.

He then took the rest of the broken framed mirror down to the garbage, as he smashed it against the side of the shed. Thornton had noticed, left behind was a torn piece of Claire's wedding gown, left by the entrance of the patio door.

As he bent down to pickup the white strand of material, he recognized the scratches along his hands, that grazed across his neck, in the window pain reflection. Remembering Claire had fought him every step of the way, when she had scratched him while carrying her through the back door.

Thornton went back into the bedroom to shave, and combed his tasseled hair of black.

He wore a pair of black tailored pants, with a Bronze satin robe, which bared his chest.

House slippers made of cream colored leather, shapely footed.

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Thornton sat with Claire, till she went to sleep for the day.

He then went downstairs to shower, not to wakeup Claire, as he lathered up with soap.

                                                                

 

All he could do was think of Claire, as he sat down in the shower, dreaming of being

with Claire;emotionally attached, sexually bound as husband and wife. 

She will learn to love me, she has too, I will never let her leave me, as he punched the shower wall. 

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Get off me, "Claire pleaded with Thornton!"

My beautiful Claire, has he pulled on her hair abrasively, "I want you tonight. No is not an option for you, "he explained harshly!"

Claire pushed him off her, as she went to sit at the café table, trying to catch her breath. You're burning up, the fever has worsened, Thornton said with a look of concern.

Take me to the hospital, I am really sick Thornton, something is wrong, my head is pounding.

Claire, I will always take care of you, come my child, as he carried her up the stairs.

As Thornton placed her on the bed, his feelings towards her grew, he became aroused with such sexual desire.

Claire, I won't force you to make love to me tonight, there will come a time when you will love me, "Thornton spoke softly."

I will be right back, as he went downstairs to get something for the fever to let up. Running to her side, here take this, it will help with the infection to brake down the fever, Thornton said.

Claire had positioned herself upon the pillows of plush, swallowing the antibiotics, as she placed down the cup of water on the end table.

                                                                   

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The morning dew on the foliage, as fog hung over the gaping cold lake of mist of the glass cabin windows. Birds chirping, as the chimes clanged outside of the bedroom, where Claire had been.

Claire woke stretching out her arms, with a headache of beads of sweat, drowned out her ears.

She opened the bedroom door, very slowly, while she climbed down the staircase, towards the kitchen. The sound of water flowing into her hands, as she stood parched, as she drank the tap water from the faucet. Claire tiptoed to the patio windows of a logged door, it was locked. She could see the clouds forming into rain, that began to a horrific down pour of thunder and lighting.

                                                                              

                                                       

Claire started to back away from the stormy windows of the door, "What are you doing, you frightened me, Claire shouted?"

The thunder woke me... "Where were you, spying on me, Claire asked?"

No I slept in the study, so I wouldn't disturb you, "Thornton replied."

You smell like whiskey breath, as he held her, Claire remarked.

I don't think you have the right to speak to me in such a matter, Thornton stated, as he leaned in to kiss her. Get away from me, pushing and shoving, as he wrestled her to the kitchen floor.

The smell of her hair, the closeness of their bodies, tangled around one another, Claire just looked at him with gazing eyes of anger; filled with fear of exhaustion.

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Thornton just stared and observed Claire, as she slept, tossing and turning. Every now and then she would moan and call out for "Sebastian."

Thornton eventually went back downstairs to the study, he had taken Ms. Campton to her vehicle, seeing it was nightfall. He then started the car and headed down the sandy foggy dirt road, as the vehicle diverted into the woods, with Ms. Campton behind the wheel.

Thornton hiked it back up to the cabin, leaving no traces behind, he had wiped off the steering wheel, the car door handle, neatly tucked Ms. Campton behind the wheel of the car. It was at least 2 miles from the cabin, down a deserted dark path of rocky road.

It had been going on 2am that morning, arriving back at the cabin, Claire had been sound asleep, from the medication Thornton had put in her tea. Thornton had slept in the study, till mid morning, while Claire had woken, and tried every locked door, to escape without making a sound. She could hear snoring coming from the study, and quietly peeked in on Thornton. She went to pickup a vase to smash Thornton in the head with, as she turned around, he grabbed her by the wrist.

"Ouch, you horrible maniac, Claire shouted!"

What do we have here Mrs. Androusey, Claire had dropped the vase, from his tight grip.

I will never be Mrs. Androusey, I will be with Sebastian, we are to be wed, as she fought him off.

Stop fighting me, its no use, "Thornton said."

Stop...let me go, suddenly Claire felt dizzy, and collapsed to the floor.

Thornton carried her upstairs, and placed her on the bed, he began to press his body against Claire's, as he laid beside her. Caressing her smooth olive toned skin, with kisses along her neck.

Thornton had jumped up from off the bed, and locked the door from behind, resisting the temptation and desire for Claire. He had hungered for the taste of her nectar, that flowed within her body, to smother her lips with his.

Therefore, he headed back downstairs to the study to fix himself a glass of whiskey, as the ice cubes hit the glass.

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Claire had gotten dressed and headed downstairs, to meet Thornton in the kitchen.

                                                                        

Eat some soup and try to eat this sandwich, You'll need the strength. Claire began to eat slowly, watching his every move, as he sat across from her at the café table. Aren't you going to eat,"asked Claire?" I'll eat later, as he headed for the study. He entered the room, on the floor lye Ms. Campton, dead, Thornton fixed a shot of whiskey, as he chugged it back, he could hear Claire call out to him.

Thornton, I've finished my meal, "Where can I rest, please don't put me back in my room?

Thornton slammed the doors to the study, so Claire wouldn't see Ms. Campton's lifeless body.

Come, please don't put me back in my room, I'm not, as he carried her back upstairs.Thornton gently placed Claire down on the bed, reframing from kissing her, the urge to touch her voluptuous body, Rest my princess, Thornton said as he ran his fingers through her hair.

He went back downstairs, and fixed her Claire some hot tea. Here my love, don't call me that, I will never love you, like my true love Sebastian, "Claire said in a harsh tone."

Drink this tea, it will warm you up, I don't want to be here, "let me go, she cried out." You will learn to love me in time, You will accept being Mrs. Androusey, "Thornton demanded!"

Claire began to feel drowsy from the tea, "What did you put in my tea, Claire asked abruptly?" Something to make you sleep better, and take away the infection, you have in your body.

Claire began to see Thornton's face, fade in an out, down for the count, Claire had drifted off to sleep.

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Claire had been hiding underneath a big tree limb, covered in leaves, 200 feet across from the cabin, by the shed.

                                                                      

Thornton had been searching for quite some time, out of the corner of his left eye, he noticed a  partial white piece of fabric, between the leaves, sticking out. He leaned in and grabbed ahold of Claire's dress, tarring it up to her waist. Kicking and screaming, fighting his restrain, while her wrists began to bleed again; from the splintered mirror she broke while escaping the first time, from behind the bedroom door.

Stop...let me go, help...help, "Claire shouted with a raspy voice!"

Thornton scooped her up off the ground by her waistline, mud underneath her fingernails, from grabbing dirt, and throwing it at Thornton's face.

You bitch, get over here, while struggling her down to the ground, with his hand covering her mouth.

Sounds of whimpering, and scratching his face, as he grabbed her tighter, clutching both her wrists with his other hand; as he dragged her across the muddy leaves, back into the cabin.

I told you to stay quite, and not to run away from me ever, as he sat her on the chesterfield. I am going to release my hand from your mouth, if you scream, I'll sedate you again.

Claire didn't fight back, her strength was weakening, blood and dirt had grazed her arms, down to her torn wedding gown.

Thornton carried her upstairs and placed her in the bathtub, "Now wash yourself from the grit, as he spoke with a shallow voice."

Leave me, "Claire said," I need my privacy. I will leave you for now, I will be back my beauty, as he abrasively grabbed her face.

                                                                   

An hour had pasted, still Claire hadn't come down.

Thornton headed upstairs, their stood Claire wrapped in a towel, shivering from the night air, coming from the bedroom window. I can't get the blood to stop flowing, you shouldn't have tried to escape. Let me take the splinters of broken mirror out your skin, You're wrists are infected, "said Thornton."

Thornton cleaned and wrapped fresh bandages around Claire's scrapped wrists.

You will find a clean set of pajama's, that I have laid out for you on the bed. You must be hungry, get dressed, and come downstairs, Don't try to run, or you will be punished, "Thornton sternly stated."

 

  

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Thornton grew with worry, he placed the wet cool towel across Claire's forehead, as he pushed back the flowing curls that brushed her eyes.

He then walked over to Ms. Campton's lifeless body, throwing her over his shoulder, and placing her body in the study, Closing the doors behind.

Thornton had went back to check on Claire, Rage across the top of his voice, "Claire?"

Claire was no where to be found, only the dressing of bandages left on the floor, beside the Chesterfield.

Screaming in haste, throughout the cabin, "Claire where are you, Claire, he shouted?"

Claire slid through the front door, that had been unlocked from when Ms. Campton arrived, earlier that morning. Thornton, knew she couldn't get that far, in her travels, knowing the wounds she wore.

He began scouring the woods, and calling out, "Claire come back, I will find you; Claire you can't hide, I'm coming for you!"

                                                                        

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Mr. Androusey, who are you talking too, "Ms. Campton enquired?"

No one, why are you ease dropping on me, I wasn't, I thought I heard you call out to a woman, she responded.

Aren't you done yet, with your cleaning, almost Mr. Androusey.

Thornton carefully watching her every move, Ring. Ringling...Thornton dashing to the phone, as beads of sweat formed across his forehead.

Hello, who am I speaking too, "Oh Mr. Greenbrier, how are you, Yes I have the painting ready.

Ms. Campton started to make her way with the mop down the foyer, and back through to the stairwell. She had noticed a silhouette in white, drained with red, upon a pale figured face, scrunched beneath the staircase. Ms. Campton couldn't believe her eyes, "Oh my, with worry in her voice!"

Help, help...as she was choking on her saliva, "Mr. Androusey, screaming from the foyer!"

Thornton come rushing with disbelief in his face, Look...look, that's the girl in your painting, Ms. Campton muffled. He reached down to pick up Claire's helpless  discolored body. Placed her on the Chesterfield, while Ms. Campton stared in bewildered...

Thornton stood up, and reached into his pockets in despair, In one quick shot; he turned to Ms. Campton, and snapped her neck. She dropped to the floor, like a drum-beat, as her eyes began to slip away with life.

Thornton kneeled down beside Claire's shallow breathing body, caressing her shoulder's, "Oh my sweet Claire"; wake my love, as he tried shaking her. Claire laid there in stained blood dress bandages, pale had flowered her beautiful face, with long brown curls that draped her eyes.

Thornton ran to the kitchen, to get some water, to drench her redden lips with a dish towel. Please wake, please...don't dye on me, Shaking her repeatedly, Yet Claire wasn't moving or responsive.

 

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Ding dong,..ding...dong, as the doorbell rang fear sly through the cabin.

Coming, just a minute, I'll be right there, "Thornton yelled down", with a swift run down the stairs.

What took so long, Mr. Androusey, "Ms. Campton asked?" 

I thought you were away on vacation, I was, that was two weeks ago Mr. Androusey.

Why are you sweating so much, dear, are you sick, "asked Ms. Campton?"

No, I was working out, "Thornton answered."

Well let me do the floors, and my housekeeping, I'll get out of your way Sir.

No, that won't be necessary, Thornton said.

How come, I always come once a week, to do the floors, "You're acting not your usual way, Ms. Campton responded."

It's just I am very busy today with my art work, You would be in the way of my painting, "Thornton replied."

Very beautiful painting, who's the lady of such defined beauty?

No one you would know, someone I painted a portrait of, for my friend in town, "he explained."

Nonsense, you worry to much, I'll be out of here in a jiffy.You seemed to have spilled some red paint on the wood floors dear.

Don't touch it, I'll wipe it up, "go...go, Thornton shouted!" 

Therefore, Ms. Campton started to tremble, as she carried her mop and bucket up the stairs.

Thornton started rustling through out the cabin, in a whisper, Claire where are you?

Still no answer...?

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The creaking of the door's opening, pattering across the wooded floors, as passing through the living room.

Come out Claire, you have to eat some time, You must be hungry by now, you haven't eaten in two days, "Thornton hollered!"

Silence throughout the foyer flooded the dwelling, Yet Thornton knew she had been hiding, that made him more in raged not knowing Claire's where about?

Ice cubes rattled the glass of whiskey pouring into his hand, as Thornton stood there in wonder...

Where are you my princess, sooner or later you will surface from starvation, he questioned?

Why can't you be nice and loving, You will learn to love me in time, "Thornton shouted abroad!"

Claire, I am not going to hurt you my dear, I just want to love you, "You are my wife, as the hostility filled the living room."

                                                                         

There is no use in playing or toying with my head, it just makes things worse for you. When I find you, you will make love to me, and you will be mine, as he climbed his way up the stairwell, to the main bedroom.

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Sounds of sighing, as the sheet was wrestled, thrown across the floor, "Help...help, let me out of here", as Claire was pounding down the door.

Let me out, "smash ...as the mirror shattered into splinters", all over her hands, behind the bedroom door.

Blood flowing down the sides of wrists, and arms, as she wept in agony, the salty tears that ran down her chapped lips; she could taste when she licked her lips.

Where am I, why is this happening to me, "she shouted out loud?"

Claire heard shoes shuffling down the hall, getting closer, as the unlocking of a key engaged of the opening door; to the bedroom. She hid behind the door, trembling and sobbing.

 

Good afternoon Claire, where are you my sweet, "Come out were ever you are, Thornton demanded?" Searching under the bed, she waited for him to look into the closet, then she quietly

came out behind the solid oak mirrored door.

Running... as trails of blood followed behind, she tore off the bottom of her wedding dress, to stop the bleeding, as she wrapped individual pieces of the gown around her wrists. Wiping up the trail of blood, as she crawled beneath the staircase, to the upper level of the log cabin.

 

Claire, its no use, you can hide, "You will never get out, Thornton said; as he was chuckling through the corridor, that led into the study.

Slamming, the doors from behind, Claire peeked through the stairwell, she just sat there while the pain enriched with the thorns of pain. She didn't want make a sound of movement, so she fell a sleep; in a fetal position; beneath the staircase, shivering from the cold air that cradled her strapless olive skinned shoulders.

                                                                

 

 

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Water drenched in clothing, traveled as entering the bathroom, "while Sebastian was drying off, he noticed?"

Down next to the tub, sat strands of dark black hair, with red coloring in between the tangled web of hair, on the bathroom rug. Sebastian walked over, dripping wet, with a towel around his shoulder's; to sit in the vanity chair. Over looking the dark black hair, it appeared to have nail polish flakes through out. Sebastian got up with a pair of tweezers at hand, and went into the kitchen, by placing the evidence into a brown paper lunch bag, above the refrigerator.

Sebastian had left with the towel to keep warm, and from shivering, from the cold lake. He was heading downtown to visit Sargent Fitzgerald, and Lieutenant Gardner, with the evidence found.

Mr. Montgomery, nothing yet, my men have been searching all night till this morning, "Lieutenant Gardner explained."

I have something for you to look at and investigate what's in this bag, "Sebastian replied."

The crinkling sound of the bag, lifting the tangled black hair with a pencil, "You didn't touch this did you; asked Lieutenant Gardner?"

I found it next to the Claire's bath tub, while drying off, "Sebastian answered."

What were you doing at Claire's cottage, and why where you in the bathroom, "questioned Sargent Fitzgerald?"

I had gone back to Claire's this morning to look for clues, and see if anyone had come back to the cottage, The balcony glass door had been opened when I had arrived. Mrs. Wallington had come by to check the mail, and to see if Claire would try to call, this afternoon as well, "he explained, as Sebastian sneezed!"

Why are you wet wearing a towel around your shoulders "Lt. Gardner enquired?"

After Gene, Mrs. Wallington had left, I went back down to the lake once more, and when I came back up through the balcony glass door; I had gotten hit on the head, and dragged thrown into the lake, "Sebastian explained."

That would explain the bump above your right ear, "said Sgt. Fitzgerald."

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Sebastian had walked back into Claire's, thump to the floor, "Thrown over the shoulder, dragged to the lake."

Splash, as bubbles surfaced to the top, water started to ripple with the rage of splashing; "gasping for air, as Sebastian struggled in the lake."

Pow...pow... bamb, "as they fell back into the water!"

Sebastian had his arm tightly wrapped around the attackers neck, as the man kicked and screamed.

Sebastian dropped him to the ground in a head lock, as he drug themselves out of the lake.  

Who are you, and where is Claire, "Sebastian asked angrily?"

My name is Thornton, as he kicked Sebastian from behind, in the head.

You will never find Claire, "Thornton shouted while running off into the woods!"

                                                                                 

Sebastian woke momentarily lifting his head to see, as he passed back out.

Sniffles, and the sound of thunder roared, as driblets of rain swept the evening dusk, as Sebastian wiped off his face. Ugh...Ugh, where is the lad, I'll kill him; "Sebastian said hastily."

                                                                            

Sebastian began to get up on one knee, as he tried to balance himself, from the blow to the head. A bump had formed on the side of his head, above the right ear.

"Ouch, as he felt the swelling", as the anger grew blazing in his eyes, while stumbling through the patio glass door.

 

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I came to see if anyone would come by the cottage, and to look for any clues that might lead us to Claire, "Sebastian replied". 

Still no calls , "Gene asked with this horrific stare?"

No, and there are no force entry to the back door.

When Claire told me the story, the morning of her wedding, she said the man had already been in  here; while... And I stopped her from continuing, and rushed her out the door, to the church.

"Now will never know?"

Well I thought she was telling another one of her tale's, "Gene responded".

Gene, you head home, and I'll call you in the morning, "Sebastian suggested."

Gene turned to Sebastian, "don't forget to lockup when you leave, and please be safe."

Therefore, Sebastian waited with anger in his eyes, as chilling thoughts entered his mind. 

Where is my Claire, as it showered with Echo's across the lake, through the woods!"

                                                                             

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Sebastian had phoned Mrs. Wallington, "let me put your mind at ease; as he explained".

Sgt. Fitzgerald has put more officers on the search for Claire, and I have put a ransom in the amount of $1,000,000 for who ever finds our Claire.

Gene responded, "Please Lord bring our Claire home, as she sighed with concern."

 

Later that day, opening the door, Gene had felt a hand come over her mouth, "Don't yell, I won't hurt you!"

                                                                          

"Oh be still, You scared me half to death, Why?"

I came by to check the mail, and see if Claire tries to call, "What are you doing here?"

                                                                 

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A day had come to pass, Mrs. Wallington had been on the phone all day, to early morning, asking everyone if they had seen or heard from Claire. Gene had phoned Sebastian, I'm really concerned for our Claire, this not like her to do something like this, "as she explained."

I am telling you Sebastian, some things wrong, Claire has been known to play games, but not like this.

I agree Sebastian replied, I've already notified the police this morning, and my friends are searching for Claire as well; someone's bound to find her.

She had told me the day of her wedding, at the dress shop, that someone tried attacking her; and I thought she was playing another one of her games. I didn't believe her, you know how Claire tells tale's, This time it's for real Sebastian; "Gene had explained".

I know Mrs. Wallington.

Oh my poor dear must be so scared, my sweet Claire, "as Gene cried while expressing her concern".

Stay calm Mrs. Wallington, we will find her, I'll phone you as soon as I hear from someone; and the authorities, "Sebastian said". In the meantime, stay by the phone in case she tries to call you.

Therefore, Sebastian had gotten into his car, and headed for the police station. As Sebastian entered the towns police station's door, I want to pay extra for more of your men, on the search for Claire Atkin's; "Sebastian stated, with a high pitched voice!"

I am offering a ransom in the sum of one million dollars to who ever finds her, "Sebastian quoted".

We can't be certain that she's been kidnapped Mr. Androusey, "Lieutenant Gardner said".

Claire had phoned me the night before our wedding, to come to her aide. She claimed to be attacked by a tall man with short brownish hair, wearing tan trousers, and a dark pullover shirt.

Did she see his face, "Lieutenant Gardner asked?" No, it was dark, all she could see was his clothing while she scared him off; from behind.

Why didn't you call the police, "asked Sgt. Carl Fitzgerald?"

I came over, checked the grounds around the lake, and stayed with her till mid morning; didn't see any reason to call, "Sebastian explained". You know how Claire toys with me and her games, "with an agitated voice!"

                                                                              

I will tell you this officer's, this isn't a game this time, No one has heard or seen from Claire, she would never leave me standing at the alter, "Sebastian said, argumentatively!" Something has seriously happened to our Claire.

Okay Mr. Androusey, we will put more of our officer's on the search, "said Sgt. Fitzgerald."

See what you're men come up with, after searching Claire's grounds, don't forget to scour the lake as well, "Sebastian responded", while exiting the station.

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Awakened by the touch of a cold hearted hand, crossed her flesh. He places his hand of her mouth, to keep her from screaming, but of course she tries to struggle from Thornton. It's no use, I've got you as my prisoner, until you learn to love and accept being Mrs. Androusey.

                                                                          

Yes were married my dear, here's the marriage license to prove it.

Never will I be Mrs. Androusey, let me out of here, you crazed animal, "Claire shouted!"

Those are just meaningless words, you're upset; you will learn to love me in time, "Thornton replied."

Claire, no one will find you here, I've planned this out very carefully, "he explained."

"Listen to me very carefully, you will never leave me, Thornton said."

 

You'll never get away with this crazy plan of yours, everyone knows I'm marrying my true love, Sebastian; they will wonder what happened to me, "Claire explained."

They will look for me, and when they find me, "they will kill you!"

 

I'm sure they'll search for you, but no one will is going to find you my princess, "Thornton said." I'm going to take care of you Claire.

Come with me, down the hall is your room, where you will find all your clothes in the closet, accompanied with your shoes. As you can see I've taking the liberty of filling your room with all things you like, such as your favorite perfumes, and your favorite music.

Claire looked over the room with astonishing eyes, "You have been watching me, my every move she said", as tears rolled down hear fearful face. A peculiar look stowed upon her face, "Everything has been duplicated, she said in a whimpering voice." 

Yes it has my love, I had to recreate and buy the same things you own, to make you feel at home as he grabbed her by the wrist. As she pulled away, Thornton grabbed her, putting his arm around her slender waist; and the other hand covering her mouth.

Claire struggled to escape his manly grip, I knew you would fight me every step of the way, as she tries to escape his clammy sweating arms.

"Stop she shouted", as she wrestles his masculinity against her voluptuous olive skinned, restless body.

I have no choice but to sedate you again Claire, "Thornton said with irony", as she looked up at his fallacious face. Claire became weakened by the shot in her arm, as Thornton picked her up, and carried over to the bed. As he laid her down to rest, he began to kiss her velvet colored rose, sensuous lips. Claire wasn't fully sedated, yet she tried moving her lips away from his, but it was hopeless. She had no strength, while she laid there helplessly.

                                                                      

"Such beauty that can't be denied, he said", as he caressed her long beautiful brown curls of hair. Claire began to moan and struggle, but she couldn't, the sedation had taken fully. 

soulmate- The Wedding

"She chuckles", Oh Mrs. Wallington that's not it, last night a stranger came into my home, "Claire explained".
You're still playing that game, especially the night before your wedding. For goodness sake Claire, rushing her out the door, "Mrs. Wallington, I'm serious."
Go my child, you have waited so long for this day to come, don't be late. I'll see you at the church I must go home and get ready myself, "Mrs. Wallington responded".

Claire collected herself while exiting the door, of the dress shop.
As turning the key to her vehicle, caput...caput, Oh shoot...not now... not today; of all times, "Claire shouted!"
She pulls off to the side of the road, lifting the hood of the car, there she stood looking at the radiator overheating.
All she could think about was being late for the best day of her life, marrying her true love.
While the wind swept the tears from her eyes.
As she looked down the road, she saw a bronze pickup truck heading her way, Flagging it down to come to her rescue. Screeching off to the side of the road, the truck had come to a complete stop.
Stepping out of the muddy old door, Claire turns around nervously, she can't help but notice; "It's him she cried out!"
Anxiously running for the car door, he grabbed ahold of her wrists, clutching them with both hands.
The anticipation he felt of wanting to be near her, he had waited patiently for this day to come, as he scooped her up off the ground, cradling her in his arms. Claire looked at him with such fear in her face, and said; "Why are you doing this to me, trembling with exhaustion?"
Please I don't want to hurt you, my name is Thornton Androusey. I'm here to take you to your new home. I've been observing you from afar for quite some time, "he responded".
I just have to have you, You are mine and always will be. I've arranged to have us married today.
I am marrying Sebastian, with hostility in her voice.
Thornton put his hand over her mouth, gently pierced her with a needle in her shoulder, Claire falls helplessly into his arms. He carries her to the truck, as they drove off into the woods, across the lake; leaving her car on the side of the road.

                                                                         

                          

                                              

soulmate- The Wedding

Claire awakens, beads of sweat sprinkled her face, like morning dew. 

"Oh know, I've over slept," As she rushed off to the dress shop, where her dress was being tailored-made. "Designs by Claire", it was on the outskirts of town, in Blackpool,England; which she owned, tailored dress shop. 

                                                                              

 

Good day to you Ms. Claire, "Mrs. Wallington greeted". The presence of an epigrammatic English 56 year old widow, face etched in kindness, with a hint of ageing.
Gene, Mrs. Wallington, earned her keep as a seam-ster, shop Manager.

She was like a grand' mama, a very loving individual in Claire's life, growing up as a child.                                                    

There hanging was a re-embroidered gown, You will be the most beautiful bride in London, my dear.            
Claire's eyes shimmered in white crocheted lace, accented in gold pearls weaved around the neckline and sleeves, that just flowed over her beautiful olive skin of summer.
A veil of strands of gold pearls, wrapped around a wreathed crown of sheer silk.
Sandals of crocheted healed her feet.
                                                               
Today is the rest of your life, you've waited anxiously, my child.
I feel nervous and scared Gene,
"Claire replied."
.That's normal to get butterfly's in you're stomach Claire.
But Mrs. Wallington, now hush child, Your about to marry the most prestigious bachelor in town.

soulmate- The Night of the Gala

Sebastian, he was a very tall man, about you're height, with short brownish hair; wearing tan trousers with a woven shirt.

He wanted so much to believe in her, so he played along. He than began to search the grounds, to ease her mind.

Claire quickly collected her torn clothes, and ran into the bedroom. While whimpering her way into the bath tub, "Sebastian my love, I'm really not playing this time, please believe me!"

Those where words once said to many times, he thought as he stood over the porcelain tub.

Claire, I'll be waiting in the living room until you fall asleep, "Sebastian explained," as he existed the bathroom.

Sebastian had stayed with Claire, knowing how shaken she was, still wasn't buying into her charades of many masks she worn.

As the night seemed to move into early morning, Sebastian made sure everything was tightly locked, as he caressed her forehead with a kiss as he left her bedside.   

Claire woke mid morning dew, as her footsteps swept through the hallway, down to the kitchen. The whistle of the tea brewing in her cup, Claire stared out on the lake, with thoughts that filtered her mine.

"Sebastian doesn't believe me," how did this game become too far, beyond my truth. She felt really alone this time, after her fairytale stories told her past.

I must get some more sleep, I am to be wed this afternoon to my true love Sebastian, "she said out loud!"

                                                                            

                                                      

soulmate- The Night of the Gala

The coffee pouring into my mug, while stirs of cling merge with creamer...

The classical music that filters the rooms throughout the dwelling, feel the morning sunlight on the Veranda...

Laughter of joy shared unselfishly, friends gather to take on the day...

Evening falls into the smug night of muggy air, only to wake to the morning dew...

A body that craves for the touch of a burning desire that's been hidden deep inside her for so long, Never did she think such a feeling could exist. The soul existence that could make her complete, so today she went to seek the walls that harbor her true love.

On the sofa there she lay, contemplating her journey to land this man with the same desires to keep their souls from separating.

His name was Sebastian Montgomery, she had loved him for some time, Yet she didn't know much about him. Her longing lust for his love was all she endured.

Claire always indulged herself in life, with adventure.

He was a charming, distinguished gentleman, eyes of piercing blue, hair like charcoal. Flesh that was harden with masculinity, shoulders of steel and the strength that was so overpowering that she felt; when he held her.

When she would enter a room, eyes where upon her. The music was enchanting, everyone was dressed for the gala that took place that evening. The ladies wore dresses, embellished with sequence, with beads of tiny pearls, the men wore tailored French cut sleeved capes; suited for the room.

There he stood at the top of the stairs, so he could see her enter the room. The wind carried her scent of perfume, which captivated him. He had been watching for a length of time, before he approached her.

She could feel his eyes upon her, even though he wasn't in sight.

That seemed to trouble her at times, Yet it seem to have turned her on. To her it was pleasure to know he was watching her every move, for her own selfish reasons.

                                                                             

She began to mingle amongst the dance floor, hoping someone would ask her to dance. She knew that would make Sebastian crazed with jealousy, but Claire pursued the issue more and more, until Sebastian came to her side. He grabbed a hold of her and embraced her in his arms while dancing.

She could feel the anger from his touch, and she knew to give in; the game they had been playing with one another.

Sebastian knew she would flirt with others to get his attention, so he'd played along, knowing one day Claire would be his eternally.

"Nothing will stand in my way of getting what's rightfully mine, he said to himself!"

Claire loved to toy with his emotions, Always managed to get herself into some kind of situation, even if she was at fault or not.

 

So one night she called Sebastian on the phone, "Oh Sebastian come quick, I need your help!"

Once again , Sebastian knew she was playing one of her games, like she did in the past.

Sebastian came busting through the entrance of her dwelling, he kneeled down beside her, where her fleshed body was unclothed.

He knew what she was about to say, "Sebastian my darling it was awful", with this horrifying look upon her face. This man had followed me home and forced himself upon me,  started to scream; and he had run off into the woods. "I was so frightened, Claire explained."

Sebastian just looked at her, he felt no remorse for her, and he wasn't going to allow her to manipulate him once again; like she always done.

This time Claire wasn't playing nor less acting, "Sebastian, there really was an intruder here with me", she said repeatedly.

                                                                       

The Beginning

Soul Mate    

The Beginning

Love Novel (fiction)

Author: Maria Catania 

©1995' - 2013'

Prologue

English setting of romance while you thrill through adventure, with deception of Love and Death.

Contents

1. The Night of the Gala- 1,2

2. The Wedding- 3,4

3. Rapture- 5-28

4. Captive- 29-116

5. The Investigation- 117-178

6. Reunited- 179-202

7. Amnesia- 203-236

Soul Mate 2

Father of Deception

Love Novel (fiction)

Author: Maria Catania 

Soul Mate 3

Truth of Revenge 

Love Novel (fiction)

Author: Maria Catania 

                                   Soul Mate Trilogy