Of course it caused a bit of a scandal when Mr Williams married you. But powerful men marrying young girls has never been a big enough issue to cause real problems and his career and popularity weathered just fine.
The wedding itself was beautiful, and your dress was just on the right side of tasteful. Everyone who saw you was able to legitimately use words like 'elegant' and 'beautiful' to describe you, even if they kept 'sexy' to themselves. Sometimes you wonder if anyone suspected you were already pregnant with your first child then. You hadn't started to show yet, your stomach still flat and smooth against the white fabric, but you and Mr Williams knew. You doubt any of them suspect that that beautiful dress didn't survive the night though. That once you were tucked away in your suite Mr Williams literally tore it from you body, ravishing you in its torn remains.
You still call him 'Mr Williams', though not in public certainly. Hanging off his arm at functions and events you happily coo 'Darling' whenever you address him, though once back in your own home you like to sink back into the formality. You happily included 'obey' in your vows and it feels so much more fun to do so when you do everything possible to feel small. He doesn't call you 'Kiddo' anymore though. 'My Sweet', 'My Little Lady', any variety of cute little names starting with 'My'. Honestly you like it best when he trims the names out, pinning you down by your neck and simply calling you 'mine.'
Looking down in the crib you smile softly at your first child, little Violet. Such a beautiful and squishy little thing. It's hard to believe something so small and **** was created by the hard, violent sex you enjoy. But then, being small and **** is your side of it.
Your smile turns lewd as you think of tonight. You know Violet will take after you and her half-sister. She'll be a sexy, dopey little thing. Not at all fitting to inherit your Husband's great works. So it is that you are trying again, looking to put a son in that womb of yours, and Mr Williams will be home soon.
Leaning down you kiss your little girl's head. It wouldn't be too bad a thing if she had a few more sisters before she got a brother... right?
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