Two on the aisle Pt.4

The days passed, and with them weeks and months. Their love for each other grew and grew and it had to be kept a secret from the outside world, only the two of them knew what happened when he took her out to the theatre or in the private piano lessons he gave her. They knew that if somebody found out what was going one between them, Anabelle's father was sure to make a position, one that probably involved Letto sent to Jail and Anabelle sent to a nunnery.
"Mr Vaughn" said Mr. Knotworth one afternoon “My dear daughter, Anabelle, has been expressing some curiosity towards the art of composing an opera. Maybe you could take her to your master's house and show her how it's done. I know that you must share the opinion that a woman should be kept in place and their curiosities should be tamed, but I think that further education in music won’t harm her and, since you are the one who's been teaching her, you should be the one to show her what her father is supporting."
Letto had learned over the past few Months that Mr. Knotworth had absolutely no respect for women and his wife and daughter were no exceptions. He also knew that he couldn't refuse him; it would be much too silly to do so, so Letto always agreed to Mr. knotworth0s every desire. That time was no exception.
That same night, Anabelle went to visit his master's house.
Once they got there, Letto noticed that Johansten wasn't home; he was out preparing his latest opera which was due to premiere in the following week. For the first time since the night where their fellings were spoken, they were completly alone. They could kiss and hug and nobody would bother them.
She undressed her jacket and took off her gloves, and letto told her to sit one the big comfy couch that decorated the big music room.
"Would you like a cup of tea?" he asked.
"I would love a cup of tea if it is not trouble." she awnsered gently.
Letto was preparing the tea and in the rush of doing it so Anabelle wouldn't have to wait too much for it; he ended up spilling it all over the floor. Anabelle approached him and took his hand in hers.
"What is the problem my love? Is it me? Do I bother your concentration?"
Letto looked at her eyes and felt like he could fall in love all over again. They were so beautiful and so gentle.
He stroked her face and then met his lips with hers. They kissed gently and then violently, letting all their desire burn freely.
Letto took Anabelle to his room and gently, took her pink dress off. Before he realized it, his shirt was off too and soon enough, they were both naked, lying in his bed.
He kissed her lips and cleaned the tear when they started running down her face. The room became too hot, the mirror in his room became cloudy, and the only sound that could be heard in that house, was the sound of their love for each other. Her skin was too soft, her lips too good. Her body was too small for his big, strong hands. Their bodies were covered in sweat and her hair was out of place. There was no one else in the world, just one creature, not living, not breathing, just loving.
"I love you Letto, I want to marry you someday" said Anabelle while cuddling in his arms naked.
"I wish we could get married too, but your father, he would never allow it"
"Then we run away together my love, we have our kids and our house far away from here!"
"Your father would send someone after us; we would never be truly happy and free"
"Why does it have to be so difficult Letto? Why does it have to be always about what the others think about us? You know I would gladly wash your clothes and prepare your dinner, I would give up on the fancy dresses and the diamonds if that meant we could be together. I just need you; I don't need the money, nor the things it can buy. You are everything to me Letto."
Letto looked at her, kissed the tip of her nose and got out of bed.
"Come my princess, I have to take you home or your father ... you know"
Anabelle Looked at Letto with sad eyes and he kissed her full on the lips."We will be together one day, I promise you!"

*deadmoonqueen*