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“So, are you thinking of buying it? I humbly offer myself as a suitable replacement if not.”
LOL I love him already
Breathtaking Vanessa, From the research I’ve done, I expect this model will suit you much better. Think of me when you use it. Your arrogant admirer
And when she’d blushed…every nerve ending in his body had come alive that day in the market.
He finally had a wife, and by the Goddess, he’d find a way to keep her.
He had to make her crave him. He needed her to not want anyone else. And the only way to do that was to keep his head on straight. This was the chance of a lifetime, and he refused to screw it up.
Aww Fejo
“You are important. You’re smart. And you’re honest. You’re important to me.”
FEJO AW
Vanessa’s neurons seemed to misfire, half of her balking in the face of his challenge and wicked grin. The other half screamed for her to drop to her knees and beg if it’d make him happy.
He thought she might’ve been trying to get to a difficult spot on his shoulder, when he glanced down at his hands now crossed in front of his face and saw bright blue markings winding their way along his fingers.
Fejo bolted upright, unable to tear his gaze away from the mating marks now covering his hands.
Omg it’s happening!!
“Oh, my lovely mate, you can’t trade what’s already mine.”
She peered at Fejo and found him beaming at her, smug pride oozing off him as he presented her—his mate.
I love this man
“Dazzling, glorious Vanessa,” he breathed against her hair as she slept, grinning while imagining her lips pursed in annoyance at his excessive compliment. “I love you, and I’m never letting you go.”
When she’d lifted her slightly swollen hands, his mind had blanked. Curling blue markings almost identical to his own, but thinner, ran over both her hands. “I had Vrok tattoo them with a bottle of ink. Do you like them?” she’d asked, a slight vulnerability making her voice soft.
She tattooed matching mate marks on her hands 😭😭
“I have pounds of jewelry hidden throughout the ship that I’d planned to give to you. But you’ve outdone me with an old bottle of dewasque ink.”
Fejo finally recognized what it looked like to be loved without conditions. He’d already known he would’ve gladly laid down his life to keep Vanessa safe, and the knowledge that she would do the same was as humbling as it was beautiful.
But the person Mia loved more than anyone else was undoubtedly Fejo.
Of course, who doesn’t love Fejo 🥹
