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October 2 - October 3, 2025
“I have a gift for you, but you have to give up the rest of your party for it.” She’d planned on pulling him away after midnight when the party died down, but now seemed as good a time as any. Roman opened his mouth to say something but closed it with a snap and squeezed her hand. “I’d give up anything for you, princess.”
He was hers completely and irrevocably, and he would do whatever it took to make her his, too.
Roman had warned everyone in the palace school against touching Violet, but he hadn’t thought she’d meet a guy from town.
When you fall in love and the other person doesn’t catch you, you break more than a bone when hitting the ground. You break everything. Your heart. Your soul. Your confidence in yourself. It all just shatters.
“You might get over me, but I won’t get over you. How can you ask that of me?”
He didn’t need a bond to tell him Violet was his true mate. Every royal found their soulmate at thirteen years old, but Roman had found his at twelve, only to have her ripped away.
She might not need him, but he needed her. And wanted her. And loved her. He always had.
Roman would kill someone before he’d allow them to touch what was his. Because she was his, and he was hers. He’d never touched another woman, and he never would.
“Touch her and I’ll kill you,” Roman warned.
“Take this as a warning. Whoever touches what is mine will suffer dearly for it. You stood by and watched as an innocent woman suffered.”
Griff, If you ever throw an apple at Violet again, I will cut your fucking arm off. Roman P.S. Stop taking her to watch sweaty men fight.
Since Vivian left, you are the only woman with whom I will plan a wedding. The only woman I will call my wife and mate. I am yours, and you are mine. Three hundred and thirty-seven days. Yours, Roman P.S. Don’t fall in love with someone else. Come back to me.
“You’re not only my queen, Violet. You’re my obsession. You have always been mine, and I have always been yours.
The gods had deprived him of this, of what belonged to him, and he’d never forgive them. Roman rolled them over until he hovered above Violet, his eyes boring into hers. “You’re mine in every way,”
“Forever. In every lifetime. No god or man can take you from me without joining me in death, and if they send me to hell for my sins, I will claw my way back to you, princess. Always.”
