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April 28 - May 3, 2025
“Not all cages are built with bars.” Some, like mine, were made from the shackles of duty and the chains of domestic obligations.
“We can do whatever you want. Talk. Kiss. Sleep. Not sleep. I just don’t want you to go home yet. And if you give me too much free time tonight, I might find your fiancé and kill him.”
“No,” I said. At the same time, Nico said, “Yes.” “Don’t you dare,” I whispered quietly so only he could hear. He winked. “Then marry me, Milla, before the other guy smells me on your skin.”
“Spoiled little heiress.” I scoffed. “More like broke little heiress.” His grip tightened, stealing a gasp from my chest. “Not anymore, princess. I’m your daddy now.”
“We might have been rivals in our past, but we are together now. You are mine, and long as you are bound to me, I will do everything in my power to keep you safe.”
What in the seven hells were bleeders doing with my wife?
“You have a face that looks constantly pissed off, making you fundamentally unapproachable, and it's highly arousing to me. When you sat at the bar and Dom didn’t serve you, I thought you might’ve burned down my pub with your glare. The only thing more beautiful than your smile is that look. The one you’re giving me. Right now.”
“I like how your hair curls more when it’s damp outside. I like how your hips look in a silk dress. I particularly like the way you say my name when you’re frustrated, as it gives me a hint of how you’d say it in my bed.” “Nicolai!” “That’s right. Keep practicing.”
The only noise in the flat was the sound of Nico’s retching.
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“Wicked purposes, of course.” “Don’t start with me, princess,” he warned. “You are in no shape to handle everything I would do to you.”
“Not everyone believes the written history is entirely accurate. Some believe Chaos never left. Some say she still hides in the disorder, that Oblivion is empty.”
“I see you, Milla. I see all of you. The good, the better, and the best because there is no bad in you. You are enough.
“Wear your black tweed with the silver pocket square. It matches your stupid eyes.” “I love it when you talk dirty to me,”
“And just for the record, Milla,” he purred into the crown of my head, “you’re still my princess.”
“Why do you look at me like that, Dacre?” said Evangeline. “Because you are the most beautiful thing in this land, Eva. And I am an admirer of beautiful things.” I thought, perhaps, I had heard this story before.
“I would run through fire and burn for you. I would lose arm and leg and limb. I’d do it all over, knowing what would happen to me, if it meant eventually having you as I do now. Milla, I don’t regret anything about you but this,” he spoke in a strained voice, as if holding back a river of temptation, “that now that I finally have you, I must give you up.”
“What about the contract?” I asked, breathless from his confession. “Fuck it. I’ve fallen hard for you Camilla Mercy Marchese-Attano. I don’t need a piece of paper to tell me or anyone else you have my name and my heart and the rest of my life. You are mine, and I am wholly and irrevocably yours.”
“You’re about to find out what it truly means to be mine, Milla. I’m going to claim you first with my fingers, then with my cock. And when I’m finished with you, a contract won’t mean shit. You’ll belong to me the only way that matters.”
“Sleep,” he yawned, eyes fluttering shut. “Then chaos.”
THE IRONY!!
“Aramis?” I spoke quietly, feeling as though my voice would break if I spoke too loud. “Where is my wife?”
“Don’t worry, love,” she hissed. “We’re going to take good care of you.”
SCREAMING FOR HER!
