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He is a Leader, believes in Order, knows when to Rule, and is a Deity.
Never show weakness. A Lord does not feel. He’s a machine.
He said he would hurt me, and I want that. If there’s no pain, then how do you know you’re alive?
I want to be his good girl, but in a bad way.
“Whose good girl are you?” “Yours,” I answer softly. “Mine,” he agrees.
“Ryat Archer will be the most ruthless and renowned judge in New York. Well, possibly in the US.”
“Do you want to be his whore for the rest of your life, or do you want to be my good girl?”
“Just know this, Blake. If you try to run from me, I will find you. And when I do, you will regret the day you left me.”
“You were mine yesterday, today, and tomorrow.” He gently kisses my forehead. The tenderness a contradiction to his threatening words. “And you will continue to be mine forever.”
“I think you want to run, Blake.” His eyes search my face, the corner of his lips turning up. “Just for me to catch you.”
“He put his hands on you. And that is unacceptable.” I’ll kill any motherfucker who touches my wife.
“I’m going to fucking fill you with cum again, Blake. Every fucking time your pussy will leak with it, wetting your underwear. A reminder I was there and that it belongs to me.”
“You, Blakely Rae Archer, are my heaven.”
“I made a vow to protect you, Blake, and I’ll show anyone who tries to hurt you my version of hell.” I’d set the world on fire, including myself, if it meant saving her.
“I’ve always been a selfish person, Blake. Willing to do whatever it takes to get where I want to be. And out of all the things I’ve done, you are by far the greatest reward for my selfishness.”
“You think I’d kill for you, but not die for you?” He shakes his head gently. “Silly girl.” His words are getting softer. I can barely hear them over the blood rushing in my ears. “Ryat …” I sob.
I was forced to pick her as my chosen, but she continues to choose me every day. And that is what I call heaven. Because life without her would be hell.
