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s eyes moved over my face slowly, taking in every little twitch of my muscles. His hand shifted on my throat so he could press his thumb over the spot he bit, applying pressure to sto

beside my head, while he breathed deeply. Moments later, he climbed off me, and I was lifted off the bed. I di

t it when I said you were mine. You will serve me for all eternity. You will live and breathe my orders. You will stay in my quarters now, so I know you're

wa

erce determination that had ignited her eyes when she first crossed my path. Yet, there was something about her that continued to tug at the corners of my mind, a persistent whisper that refused to be silenced. She belonged to me. How could thi

possession. I did not desire her in a romantic sense, not in the way that men yearn for women. Such emotions required a tenderness that I had long forsaken. The mere thoug

er in such a weakened state, vulnerable and dependent, should have satisfied me. But inste

ing a claim, I was overwhelmed by her scent. It whispered fear and deceit,

rnold would undoubtedly make another attempt, his desire firmly rooted within him. But I was not one to surrender, especially not to him. Though he may have bestowed his kingdom upon me in e

ng to anyone else." That was the truth...the only truth I could muster right now. I needed to co

ed. It was a sight that brought a twisted sense of satisfaction. A confirmation that she would s

her. The dim light revealed her delicate figure, her once dark hair now a pale tang

I passed, their eyes fixed on the ground. They knew better than to question my actions. And soon, she would le

ws. And perhaps, just perhaps, her spark would