Dukes of Ruin (Royals of Forsyth University, #4)

by Angel Lawson

“That’s my girl.”

I love this dynamic 😂

“Because we’re here. This moment between us is real. The tattoo proves it. It won’t wash away or disappear.” I’m worried the instant I say it out loud that it sounds trivial and add, “Whenever you’re confused, you can check.”

“Now, we sleep,” I say, gesturing to the bed. “And when you dream—if you see me—you won’t be able to count the points. So when you wake up, you’ll know.”

I walk fluidly to where he stands and strain up on my toes, pushing a quick, firm peck to the pulse point in his neck. In the blink between my lips touching his skin and my retreat, his fingers graze my hip. It’s just a quick, involuntary gesture, but when I step back, I see the imprint of my lipstick on his neck and the will in his eyes, and I know he’s going to win.

“I did what you asked. I charmed your mother’s pants off in there. You’re mad,” she steps closer, tits brushing my chest, “because of this.” Without warning, her hand cups my half-hard dick. In a blink, I have her pressed into the couch, her wrist trapped in my hand. “Don’t,” I warn, my skin feeling spread too tight. “Do not fucking push me.” It takes everything—every single morsel of my self-control—to not bend her over this couch, wrench her panties aside, and shove my cock into the nearest and able hole.

They’re memories.

Wtf is up with his father and this bitch? That was sketchy as fuck before Remy caught on

This has to be her sister. He’s seen her sister die or something…WTF is going on?!

Spoilers/guesses: What the fuck are the kings doing. None of these are actual suicides come on this shits allllll being connected