Warning Smut Ahead

Rose P.O.V.

I gained consciousness. My palms were tightened with rope and strapped onto hooks on the ceiling. I dangled my feet in the dark room, trying to step down. A door left to me opened and the only thing I saw was an oil lamp that illuminated the whole room, and his face.

Jack's face.

"Rise and shine, princess," he set the lamp on the table and picked up a leather flogger*. I realized that I was stripped to my under garments when a draft hit me from the open door. I skidded my feet in the air, struggling. Jack grinned and traced the flogger across my collarbone. He finally slapped it on my spine. I curled my toes and tensed my knees from the hit.

"I should've been the one to marry you," he whispered in my ear behind me, tracing the flogger across my stomach. I breathed rapidly. "To make love to you, to have kids with you."

"This is not the best way of winning me back, Jack," and with that comment, Jack slapped the flogger on my butt. Hard. I let out a small yelp and broke a sweat.

"Please... let me go..." I whimpered, as Jack kissed my lower stomach and clicked my garters off, starting to skim my panties down my legs.

*Flogger: An implement usually used in BDSM, it is made up of a handle and several straps which are attached to it. Can be used to whip or to caress.

Atticus P.O.V.

I laid my head in my hands frantically. Mary continued on with buttering her bagel, as she said, "You know what's odd? I had an african driver coming back from the Lotus. The world really is changing."

I slowly looked up, realizing my hunch. "Did... Did this driver look familiar to you, Mary?"

Mary laughed and put a palm to her chest. "How would I know? I had a bit too much to drink." She bit into her bagel and as she chewed, her eyes widened. "There's a new african footman here as well... they look quite similar."

I shot up out of my chair. "Are you sure this man doesn't ring a bell from your past?" I urgently asked her.

Mary carried on with the thought casually. "Oh, I see... the man did have a resemblance to that Ross man who used to fancy Rose," she said calmly, continuing with her bagel.

It was like I had schizophrenia. All the dots were connecting. Jack disguised himself as a driver to get into Downton and kidnapped Rose. 

I grabbed my blazer and ran down the stairs to a car to get to the Lotus.

***Rose P.O.V.***

I realized I was in the lotus when the oil lamp brightened up an advertisement for the club. I must be in the basement that holds all the ale.

Meanwhile, the inside of my thighs had went numb from Jack slapping them with the flogger, so I would strongly feel the sensation of him touching my lotus.

I heard pounding footsteps come towards the door. Atticus ran in and jumped for Jack, who was groping my breasts and biting my neck. He pummeled him senseless until he could barely move.

He then let me go from my ties and brought me into his grasp. "I'm so sorry," He said, wiping his tears on my neck.

***12 Months Later***

Little Vicky wasn't so little anymore. She was almost two, and she could form small sentences and walk. While she was toddling around her bright pink nursery in New York, Atticus holding toys out to her to play with, I decided it was time to give him the news.

"I'm pregnant."

Atticus slowly set the doll down and held my hands. "R-really?" He couldn't help but grin and started to caress my small bump.

"By the type of pains and kicking I feel, I'm guessing it's a boy," I said, and he hugged me even more.

Atticus kissed me, got up, and then, closed the door.

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Thank you all so much for reading this. I've gotten a bit bored with it and haven't had much inspiration to do anything more so I'm just gonna leave it at that with their happily ever after. Thank you guys and (#getthatpromo) If you like Melanie Martinez fics you should check out my new story called ALT POP. I update that every Sunday. Anyways Thursdays will be used for a new story i'm doing but I can't decide which plot i'm doing.

XX Katy