The Viscount
"I have finally determined
the difficulty . . . love itself."
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 22:29:47 GMT
Just hit my 500th post with Anthony!!
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 22:26:56 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU The arrogant and playfully smug smile remained on his lips as he continued to approach her, stopping in front of her while taking in her words. She was of course right. She had managed to find the mallet each and every year. It only encouraged him to become more creative in it's place of hiding. She had been on a rather lucky streak. But not this year. He was determined to keep it in his possession this year. And not telling a soul, meant it could not be compromised. For his lips were sealed in regards to its whereabouts.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ "Well then . . . " he began to say, wrapping his arms around his beautiful wife and holding her close to him. "I must find ways to occupy your time and energy, exerting it in perhaps, far more pleasurable ways than searching for a mallet." His words and tone holding clear suggestiveness in what else they could do to occupy their time. Or specifically, her time for he was going to have to keep a close eye on her. As if to make a point he leaned forward, lightly kissing along her neck. "Is this not more enjoyable?" He asked teasingly, one hand skimming over her back to find the laces of her dress.
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 22:17:56 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Anthony took a deep breath, listening to her reject approval over him marrying her sister. It was maddening! How she rejected him so . . . concerning his sister -- the latter words Anthony practically forced into his mind. Why was she so . . . difficult! Why was she so tiresome! Why was she so . . . so . . . infuriating! "A stolen ring will not deter me from my intentions of marrying your sister." Yes. He was inadvertently calling her a thief for trying to steal the ring. A subject he was not yet willing to let go of.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ "Nor will a meddlesome sister." This insult, less inadvertent and more blunt and obvious. "I am already gaining your Edwina's affections." Anthony could tell. Why else would she be so keen with his company. Why else would she smile the way she did when he spoke to her. And yes, his arrogance made him bring such things to voice. Though perhaps it was not only to remind Kate, but to enrage her of such facts as well. "You would make this process a great deal easier for your entire family, if you simply accept this, and grant your approval." He hated that she was such a block in his goals. One that was not budging by any means.
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
the difficulty . . . love itself."
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 22:06:17 GMT
it is maddening HOW MUCH YOU CONSUME MY VERY BEING Anthony waited with bated breath, hoping -- praying -- that it would be Kate and only Kate that walked through those doors. Surely their engagement would afford them some privacy . . . but he also knew he must respect her family's wishes. And her own comfort. The only reason he even heard footsteps was because he had been listening far too intently. He stood, facing the door as he took a few deep breaths. It would seem that fate finally ceased being cruel to them both, for in walked Kate . . . and she closed the door behind her. The realization was belated for Anthony was instantly distracted by her appearance -- as he so often was. His eyes moved over her, taking in every part of her. Every curve. Every inch of exposed skin.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ His mind went to the gazebo where they had shared such intimate moments. And suddenly, it all became too much to bare. Control and resolve seemingly impossible for the otherwise consistently stoic viscount. How she managed to rob him of his senses and self control, he would never know. The last being the way she said his name. Such a beautiful sound, and he had become completely undone. Seeing it was just her and now with Kate so close to him, Anthony simply reacted. He rushed forward and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. One arm wrapping around her while his other hand trailed over the side of her body to feel her curves. He moaned amidst the kiss, eagerness consuming him. The need for her, all of her. His hand rested on her breast, gently cupping it, enjoying the way it filled the palm of his hand. For having been deprived of her for so long . . . he longed to compensate for such lost time. And forever may not be long enough.
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 21:55:31 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU
Anthony had never thought himself a jealous person. Having seen Siena with another all that time ago had not even elicited jealousy. It merely reminded him of what he missed, what he longed for. But with Kate . . . it was different. Everything felt different. He saw another mans' eyes upon her and he felt a fire within him. Ignited and raging. A heat he never experienced before. And he should not care. Because he was intending to marry her sister. And yet . . . he could not deny how he felt. Ironic. Since he was denying how he felt about Kathani Sharma every second of every day. He had no claim to her, yet seeing even another man look at her was too much to bear.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ But hearing her response, started to diminish the flame -- at least for the moment -- and instead, he felt heartbreak. Did she truly think so low of herself? Did she truly not recognize just how beautiful she was? She took his breath away every time he saw her and . . . it was so difficult to ignore. "He was looking at you," Anthony told her, emphatic and with conviction. "I know what is when one looks at another with such . . . lust. Such longing." Perhaps the jealousy would have returned had his mind not shifted thought and the implications of his words, making it clear that he was now talking about himself. His eyes locking onto her and finding it so easy to get lost on teh sea that her presence drowned him in.
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"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 21:43:07 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU "T'was a bee sting."
Anthony heard nothing before or after this as he became fixated on the source of the injury. His eyes widened in panic, looking at his precious boy that he would not survive losing. "No, no, no, no," he practically begged. His entire body crippled with fear -- rational or not. Flashes of watching his father fall to the ground and the very life leave his body forever haunting him, and yet now . . . it was what came to surface in the threat of losing his boy the exact same way. Why were they cursed with such a fate?! Perhaps Anthony should have called him something other than Edmund for it would appear Edmunds were meant to die in such a way.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ "Call for a physician!" He yelled at one of the servants. Perhaps they had advantage for they now knew the risk of a bee sting. They could prevent it before it got worse. Kate had survived the sting . . . what if their son did too?! There was a flicker of hope within him . . . yet panic was still the dominate feeling. "Edmund, my boy," he breathed, finding words difficult to utter in this trepidation. His hands went to either side of of Edmund's cheeks, tears welling in Anthony's own eyes . . . each second feeling like an eternity. He felt as if he couldn't breathe, he felt his heart still in his chest. He could not . . . could not lose his son.
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"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 21:23:43 GMT
i am a viscount IT IS MY RESPONSIBILITY Anthony often kept himself rather business with the duties of a Viscount. He had much preferred it this way so that he would not fall behind in his work. Though, it was getting increasingly more difficult to keep up. With his sisters coming out in each season -- first Daphne would have been all too eventful and now Eloise -- Anthony knew he had to dedicate some more time at White's. This was to be well informed about the men and their standing in the ton. He made it a point to be aware of everyone's business so that he could approve -- or more likely deny -- anyone who sought his approval to court one of the Bridgeton ladies.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ If Daphne's season was anything to go by, then they knew it would take more than just a few kindly spoken words to convince him. Daphne's season had also taught him a great deal -- more or less not to pair any of his sisters with men such as Nigel Berbrooke -- but that did not diminish the overprotectiveness he felt towards them. Kate certainly helped calm him that was to be sure . . . but skepticism of any man was still there. And he would not make their journey an easy one.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ It brought him to his current position at White's, cradling a glass of drink in his hand while dismissing a man who approached him. He was making small talk, but Anthony could easily see ulterior motives. He would not be rude, but nor did he give the man false hope. As the man politely made his leave from Anthony's company, the Viscount just shook his head a little, looking at the departing nobleman.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ His vision then lay on a rather familiar gentleman, and yet one that Anthony did not know well at all. It was rather, unsettling, for him to not know about someone in the ton. He tried to form strong connections with whomever he could and while he knew his name and basic details, he had been long absent from the ton. "Warrington!" He greeted, standing from his chair to be polite. If Anthony remembered correctly, the man was now Earl. "It has been quite some time. When did you return to be among us once more?" He asked, a smile upon his lips, and a light tease in his voice.
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 21:06:02 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU random generator selected: 16. after running into a door He could not bloody well escape her! The whole purpose of this event at Aubrey Hall was of course to get to know the Sharmas better so that Anthony may propose to Edwina. But Kate . . . her presence here was certainly affecting his intentions. And it seemed he could not get rid of her. Wherever he looked, there she was! Whenever he closed his eyes, there she was! Haunting him at every turn. Tormenting his very being. He hoped distraction would grow once the other families arrived yet it truly baffled him. An estate as large as this, and still he managed to cross paths with her at every turn. So infuriated by this cruel fate, not even yet once considering that in his subconscious mind . . . he sought her out.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ Making his way down the hall, he heard voices around the corner. Alas, there she was again! And from the sounds of it, without Edwina . . . which was worse! How difficult it was to focus his attentions on Edwina, when she was standing there. She was always standing there! And it felt so exceedingly impossible to look away. He knew it would be worse if it was just Kate. Somehow, he knew that. Or well, Kate and with whomever she was conversing with.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ So panic set into the Viscount as the voices and footsteps drew nearer. It would be mere moments until she turned the corner. Frantic, he stopped walking, his eyes darting in different directions as he tried to find a room to quickly throw himself into. With his hand gripping the handle of it, he turned his head forward in the exact moment she would appear and distracted -- but merely the thought of seeing her -- he failed to realize that the door was locked.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ This resulted in the eldest Bridgerton son, walking straight into the door, a loud bang at the impact, which caused him to fall to the ground. Shock and disorientation set in as he scrambled to stand to his feet, though without any avail as the hall spun around him. Be blinked quickly several times, still conscious yet wishing that darkness would swallow him up so that he would not have to confront the very woman he injured himself attempting to avoid.
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 20:53:09 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU She was calm. How was she so calm?! He may fall lifeless to the ground at any given moment and here she stood. Speaking so calmly and seemingly so . . . unaffected by this! She . . . had been stung by a bee before? And she lived?! It did not make sense, but nor did Anthony try to find logic or reason. His mind so irrational with the fear coursing through him. The only words of hers that seemed to process in his mind . . . were the ones she said of how no one had ever died from it before.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ No! That was untrue. And he needed her to know it was untrue before she would lay witness to its . . . untruth! "Yes they have!" He insisted, his eyes widening with the fear and panic. Desperate conviction in his voice so that she would understand. "My father did!" The words just came out in urgency. He seldom spoke about his father but this was a desperate circumstance where he needed her to understand. "And if we do nothing, then I will too." It was almost, poetic. For a son to die in the exact same manner that their father did. And while Anthony had no longer feared death . . . meeting Kate, made him want to stay in this world for as long as he could.
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"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 18:49:06 GMT
i cannot imagine MY LIFE WITHOUT YOU Anthony smiled, proud that he could provide her a wedding that she deemed perfect. This was what he had wanted to. A smaller, more intimate affair as his family's home. One that held so many tragic memories. Yet, he considered this to be a fresh start. A clean slate, to hold previous happy memories dear but to build on those with new memories. With him and Kate. So yes, this was more special to him and he felt rather pleased to hear she had a similar thought and feeling. "I agree," he told her truthfully. "This was the wedding I had always dreamed of." Even though he had long since accepted that it would never be the case. He never thought to allow himself to fall in love; he never thought himself to have such an intimate affair. Kate had turned his world upside down . . . and he would not have wished for anything else if he was being true to what his heart desired.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ He hand held hers, intertwining his fingers in the spaces between hers. Her skin so soft, so warm. Once forbidden to touch and now, he was able to spend the rest of his years with her. What a privilege he would not take for granted. Smiling at her last remark, so grateful that she had joined the season. "Well my family alone accounts for many of them. A small army if you will," he said with teasing affection towards his family. One that would continue to grow as each of his siblings married and had children. Leaning forward towards her, he dropped his voice a little, more in a playful sense rather one of genuine discretion. "It can be quite overwhelming at times, I am sure." Once again, spoken with such teasing affection that he smiled after saying them. He could only imagine how overwhelming it could be for anyone, particularly Kate who came from a family of only one other sibling.
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 18:21:53 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU After Elizabeth confirmed that there weren't any more suitors at this present time that he need make himself ready for -- or assist her with -- he took that as cue to leave. Moving towards the door and speaking to her along the way, confirming her question regarding the ball tonight. He was so accustomed to looking after his sisters, what was one more when a woman's comfort was at stake. He of course faulted her brothers for not keeping a watchful eye on her or rather any men that may be keeping a watchful eye on her . . . but then, Anthony knew that he was known in the ton for being the overprotective Viscount. It was not easy to get on his good side where his family was concerned. Bidding adieu to Elizabeth, Anthony tended to the rest of his business before preparing for the ball.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ As usual when entering the room bursting with guests, his eyes scanned the crowd, taking in the sights of familiar faces -- weary on the not to familiar ones. And during this surveying, he noticed Elizabeth with the same insistent man. And, Anthony was not the only one. A few other eyes were upon them, and once again, he decided to correct the man. Entering the scene, he managed to catch on the last few words spoken and directly responded to them. "By me," he answered with a polite smile. Though, there was more behind the expression and his words. A warning to Lord Egerton to not press his luck as he attempted to do so earlier.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ With his hands clasped behind his back, Anthony moved closer to the nobleman, dropping his voice rather low, more evident warning in his tone. "You would be so wise as to never lay your hand on Miss Davenport again. Lest I remove it for you next time." Clear threat in his words. There were not a great deal of things that caused Anthony to become emotional or irrational . . . but poor treatment of a woman, was certainly one of those things that made his blood boil.
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 16, 2022 17:56:39 GMT
it was humbling TO SAY THE LEAST [ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in a locked room together. Anthony knew he was in dangerous territory and had to tread carefully. One more moment, could have changed everything. He could feel himself being pulled toward her, like a month to a flame. An inexplicable force that drew him to her . . . hate no longer the dominant emotion. Perhaps it was there to mask something much deeper, much more intense. Having this moment with her, sharing the memory of how his father died . . . it felt special. Connected them in a way he could not explain. It allowed him to drop his guard so that she was able to see the man he was -- the man he is. Not the Viscount but rather, Anthony. It made him feel exposed, but it felt comfortable at the same time. Exhilarating even.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ But a crack of thunder and lightening threatened this moment and pulled him back into thought and rationality. He cursed the lightening that caused this, yet gave thanks to it at the same time. It was for the best, to be sure. Yet this moment where they were alone in his father's library, would not be one that would fade from memory anytime soon. Finally gathering the strength to move, he turned to follow her, shifting forward before her hand could reach for the door handle. Perhaps, it was his excuse to be close to her again. To feel this, warmth exude from her . . . to take in her intoxicating scent.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ Fighting back the distraction -- for she was truly maddening -- his hand turned on the handle to open it. But, to no avail. He tried again, with more force this time, but it would not budge. "It seems to be stuck," he explained. Which . . . was not good. He was trapped in a room with Kate -- who was clad only in a nightgown and shawl -- and his mind was going places he could not even bring to voice or action. Lest she think he was lying, Anthony tried again, attempting to push the door and handle with more strength, showing clear indication that it was indeed stuck. That they where both stuck. Here. Together.
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 14, 2022 22:19:03 GMT
What was the hardest of having to step up and become the head of the family at such a young age? Perhaps knowing that no matter what I did, I know it only caused my family to grow increasingly displeased with me. . . and that I would never be as great as my father was in this role.
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
the difficulty . . . love itself."
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 11, 2022 16:27:57 GMT
"You can’t run away from this forever."
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 11, 2022 16:22:28 GMT
"My world is just falling apart. It’s like everything is just crumbling around me. I don’t know what to do. I just want it to stop."
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