Madness (L.O.R.D.S., #6)

by Shantel Tessier

I’m a Lady. Fuck, that feels weird to say. Haidyn’s Lady.

She married me to save my ass and I’ll do whatever it takes to save hers as well.

She’ll beg me; she’ll cry for me; she’ll come for me like the dirty little whore I’ve made her become.

“Please don’t stop,” she begs in the sweetest voice, and if I wasn’t already on my knees, I’d fall to them for her.

Allowing myself to fall in love with her is madness. No matter how I try to justify it, the ending will be the same. I can only hope I have time to leave her with something that will remind her of me.

I’ll have memories to remind me that I was once a man who loved a woman who deserved better. They won’t be able to take that away from me, and that’s what I call a win.

And like the good girl she is, she allowed me to take whatever I wanted. It’ll never be enough, but all good things must come to an end. And my time is up.

“Just know that it was real for me, and I hope that one day you can forgive me, beautiful.”

“In a world where it’s either you or me…I’ll always choose you, doll face.”

“Please know that I loved you more than anything in this world…and when I walk out this door, I’m leaving a piece of myself behind with you because nothing short of forever would have been enough.”

He’s my husband…my Lord. We’re a team, and I’ll remind anyone who comes after us exactly that.

Adler, Keller and Sawyer—are

Looking at the caller ID, I open the double doors to the wraparound porch and hit answer, walking out onto it. “Hey, man. What’s up?” “I know you’re busy, so I won’t keep you long,” he says in greeting. “You’re fine. I’ve got all day.” I smile, turning to watch my wife squirm, hearing me speak. She’ll spend all day being my whore. Then I’ll take her out to dinner and show off what’s mine. “My wife just informed me that we’ll be in town this weekend, so I was wondering if you guys will be available for dinner?” “Yeah,” I tell him. “Of course.” “Perfect. I’ll tell her to reach out to Charlotte, and they can plan it.” “Sounds good, man,” I say, and he hangs up.

I hear her cell beep, and I go to the bathroom to pick it up and see it’s a message in a group chat the wives have.

J: Who is free this weekend for dinner?