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“Plagues, I love that sound,” he murmurs, making me fall silent. “I would tattoo it into my skin if it meant you’d laugh at me for doing it.”
“Try not to dream of me, Pae,” he whispers against my ear. “You first, Prince.”
I was made for the king, not for her. I could never be worthy of her.
A smile parts her lips, the type that is concerningly contagious. “Making me pretty, Pae?”
Her laugh alone could cure the most corrupted parts of me, and that is exactly what it’s done since the day I met her.
I run my hands through disheveled hair, shaking my head. “You want me without a mask?” Her voice is strained. “That is the only way I want you, Kai Azer.”
It feels unnatural to let emotions paint my face, frustration crowd my features. But I let the mask shatter for her, leaving only the monster beneath it.
“And what could that possibly be?” I laugh bitterly. “I’m an Ordinary. You’re Elite—” “Not out here I’m not.”
“Out here I am Kai and nothing more.”
“Out here I am powerless. A monster without an ability to hide behind. An Enforcer free from his masks. A man shouting his love for a woman.”
“I think I would fall on my sword if it meant you mourned me,” he breathes. “And it’s terrifying to think you hold that much power over me.”
“You asked me what my favorite color was once. I’d never even pondered the answer to that question before you. And yet, I realized in that moment that it was blue.”
He bends to brush a kiss to my temple, a murmur against my skin...
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“I forgive you, Kai. I think I might have a while ago. Because I can forgive you for what you didn’t even know you were doing.”
“I wanted to be your undoing. But even then, I knew I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I had.”
“Oh, but you are my undoing. My deliverance.
“Call us even. Call me crazy. I don’t care. Just…” His eyes are pleading, brimming with emotion. “Just call me yours.”
“All twenty-eight of them,” he breathes before kissing me hard. “Though, you might have more now from the sun.” Another quick kiss. “I’ll have to do a recount.”
He is my anchor, and I am willing to sink, so long as it is with him.
With each kiss, he captures the three words I’m too scared to say.
Because uttering the words feels like a death sentence. Every person I’ve ...
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Because wherever I love, people die. And I’d rather love him silently than mourn him loudly.
“No, I’m sick of running. And I won’t spend the rest of my life doing it unless it’s you I’m running back to.”
“Then I’ll spend the rest of my life tracking you down,”
Kai’s eyes are like chips of ice, so cold they burn. “Touch her again,” he snarls, voice low, “and I’ll slit your throat. She’s mine.”
I can feel hot blood spilling from the cut to pool in my boot. The feel of it has my heart pounding, has my eyes searching for Kai’s.
I could have ripped out that Imperial’s throat for laying a hand on her, so what is it I’ll do if Kitt orders me to do something much worse?
Every touch, every dance, every kiss disguised as distraction was anything but. Because before I loved her, I longed for her.
She was a want I wasn’t worthy of. And I’m afraid I’ll never get the chance to deserve her.
Because now that I have her, I’m giv...
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And Kitt without his compassion is a man I don’t recognize.
For her sake, I pray to whatever will bother listening. I pray for my piece of paradise. Her eyes are pinned on me, wide and full of worry.
But I dare to lift my hand. Dare to raise it up to her nose, her body blocking the movement. Dare to flick the tip of it one last time, hoping she hears my words hidden within the action.
I love you. And then I push open the heavy doors.
I remember promising Father I wouldn’t walk into his throne room again without a shirt, and yet, here I am, half-naked before the entire court.
Blood drips down her leg from the deliberately careless Imperial I plan to make pay later.
Try as she might to deny it, I know this version of Kitt scares her. This version that she likely blames herself for.
I force her to her knees when we reach the bottom of the dais. Pretend.
He hasn’t looked at me.
oh pae if you only knew...
I’ve been kneeling on the floor before him, and he doesn’t even have the decency to look at me.
But it’s the unspoken question that has my eyes widening. He’s asking if something happened between the two of us.
“I brought her back, did I not?” Kai says evenly. “That’s not what I asked, Brother.” I still at the title, feeling the significance of it.
“Good,” he says to Kai, though his eyes stay fixed on me. “Because I have special plans for her.”
Everybody in the room seems to lean closer in anticipation. This is what they have all been waiting for—my punishment.
“This woman—Paedyn Gray—has committed atrocious crimes,” Kitt says, looking around the room.
“And I have grieved. I have stepped suddenly into the role of your king while still mourning the former. And, yes, my reputation as a crazed king has reached my ears.”
The lid lifts, snapping open to reveal… Nothing could have prepared me for the words that fall from his lips.
Not even a real damn Psychic. The ring sparkles against the black velvet it sits within. “You are to be my bride.”
WHATTT IN THE WORLD
I think I’m drowning. But not into her blue eyes like I happily would.
No, I’m sinking into the floor, letting it swallow me whole. I can hardly breathe under the crushing weight of Kitt’s words.
