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You could tell a great deal by what a monarchy chose to remember about its own history–and even more by what it chose to forget.
The stallion made a soft startled sound and then the knife slid across its throat.
HELLO?????? AND YOU DIDNT TRY TO WAKE UP DRAVEN?????
this bitch reall gives the wrong men too many chances.
“To my recollection, I’ve never gagged a woman,” Draven said, looking thoughtful. “To your recollection!” “At least, not one who didn’t wish to be gagged.” He shot me a roguish smile and I felt my heart speed up a notch.
😧 LMAOOOO
“What are you doing to me?” I whispered, arching slightly against him. “Whatever it is, don't stop.”
oKayyy interesting umm 🍋
“Fuck me, it's actually purring,” Vesper whispered.
LMAOOOO THIS CAUGHT ME OFFGUARD
The exmoor was sleeping back to back with the dark haired assassin.
HOW CUTEEE
“Stop taming the battlecat,” Draven said, looking slightly annoyed. “She’s a killing machine. Not a house pet.” “Says the man who snuggled beside her all night,” I retorted.
