VelMoraの小説

Genevieve's POVI sat in front of the dressing mirror as the maids did their job, their soft hands moving quickly around my hair and shoulders. Thorne was the one who had specifically picked out my outfit tonight. He sat by the window making a call, and I couldn't understand what they were talking about, his voice low and clipped.The jewelry and outfit felt so heavy against my skin. The only time I had worn something like this was on my wedding day. The gown was purple, trimmed with silver accessories that glittered under the lamplight."Isn't this outfit a bit too extra? It's not like I'm the center of attraction," I said with an eye roll, after Thorne dropped his call.Thorne chuckled softly. "Too bad, that's what I want you to be, the center of attraction. Everyone should understand why you're the Alpha's favorite wife," he said.I nearly laughed, and would have if not for the maids around us. Alpha's favorite wife, my foot. It's more like Alpha's favorite pet, I thought."Don't y

Genevieve's POVThe day of the coronation had finally arrived. My heart was beating so loudly that I was sure the whole room could hear it. I had already made all the plans with Sarah. Once Thorne was busy enough, I would slip away.But it felt like he had decided to stick to me today.He lounged on the armchair near the window, one leg crossed over the other, still dressed in his simple clothes, while soft morning light spilled across the carpet."Why aren't you getting dressed for the ceremony?" I asked."It won't take me thirty minutes to dress up, unlike you, who's still not dressed and would probably take hours. Don't tell me you expect them to wait for you?" he said."Don't worry, Alpha, I'll be there on time," I said, forcing a calm smile.He made to say something, but his phone rang, cutting him off."I'll be right there," he said, before hanging up. "Get dressed, Angel. I'll come pick you up once you're done."I nodded as he walked out of the door, and the room fell silent be

Genevieve's POVI glanced at him from the corner of my eye, at the calm, unreadable line of his face. I knew Thorne knew something, but he just didn't want to tell me."Why are you staring at me? Is it because you find me too attractive that you can't keep your eyes away from me?" he asked.I rolled my eyes, forcing my gaze to look straight ahead. The corridor stretched long and quiet before us, lit by tall lamps that cast our shadows across the walls."Don't be so full of yourself, Alpha," I replied.He chuckled."Alpha, who do you think is responsible for tonight's scheme?" I asked."What would you offer me if I tell you?" he asked."I have nothing other than myself, while you have everything. What could you possibly want from me?" I asked."Your blood, Angel," he said.I stopped in my tracks to look at him, but he kept on walking."At this rate, just tell me you want to suck me dry," I said, hurrying to catch up with him."Who do you suggest was behind it?" he asked."Ivy or Trista

Genevieve's POV"Please spare me," the maid pleaded, tears streaming down her face. "Lady Genevieve threatened me with my family.""Guards, seize that witch!" Elder Corwin shouted.My mind went blank for a moment. I didn't have time to process what was happening, everything had moved so fast that I was completely confused. The whole hall seemed to tilt around me, every eye turned in my direction, hot and accusing.The guards moved closer to me, their armor clinking against the marble, but Thorne immediately stood in front of me."Did I give you permission to lay a hand on her?" he asked.The guards immediately shifted back, their faces pale."Your majesty, the maid here already confirmed that it was Lady Genevieve who told her to poison the princess. Which makes it understandable why she would do something like that," Elder Corwin said."The maid is one of her own handmaids," Elder Kane added."She might be one of my handmaids, but I never gave her any poison," I said, trying to defen

Genevieve's POVAfter taking my bath, I decided to take a walk to clear my head. The warm water had loosened my muscles, but my thoughts were still tangled. Thorne hadn't been back, not that I was interested in him coming back. For the next few days, I would have to avoid him as much as I could. When it was finally over, I would be gone for good.I dragged my feet across the hallway, where the evening light slanted through the tall windows and laid long golden stripes over the marble floor, when someone blocked my path.It was the princess."Your highness," I greeted, bowing softly.She let out a smile, which made me feel very confused, because I didn't know when we had become so close."The palace is quite huge. I'd love to take a tour around it. I hope you won't mind showing me around," she said.I gave her a polite smile. "I'm sorry, Princess Zarina, but I barely know the palace too. You could ask the maids to accompany you," I said, rejecting her in the most polite way possible, t

Genevieve's POV"I need your help, Sarah," I said."What could you possibly need someone like me to help you with, when you're married to the Alpha?" she asked."I'm not in the mood to joke. Tell me, how can I make it out of here, and is there a place to stay that the Alpha can't find?"I knew this was stupid, but if there was someone I knew who had a lot of connections elsewhere, that person had to be Sarah. My fingers tightened around the phone as I listened for any footsteps outside the door.I only married him for revenge, but since he can't offer me what I want, I'm not going to stay by his side and play his sweet lover. I once did that with Tristan, and in the end he killed me without mercy. Thorne can't be any different from him. He saved my life, yes, but I can't stay here waiting for the day he gets bored of me and tosses me away, because sooner or later I'll be alone, and that would give Tristan and Ivy the perfect opportunity to ruin me, I thought, my chest tightening painf

Alyssa's POVI stepped back and took the phone from his hand, holding it against my chest."I'm keeping the phone," I said.Corin looked at me, confused. "Alyssa, are you knowingly getting on my nerves?" His voice came out higher than he intended, even though he was trying hard to stay calm.But that was exactly what I wanted.My mind drifted back to a night two months ago, when I had planned a date for the two of us. Five minutes after we arrived at the venue, he left, promising he would come back. I sat there like a fool, my hands folded neatly on the table, my dress carefully chosen. I called him countless times, and each time he told me to wait, that he would be back. Then he stopped answering altogether, and still I sat there, because I was scared that if he came back and I wasn't there, he would get mad.The café closed around me. The waiters stacked chairs and switched off the lights one by one, and I stood outside in the cold, waiting for him to pick me up. I couldn't book a c

Alyssa's POV"Corin?" I asked, surprised.He stood up and walked closer to me, his jaw tight, his eyes dark. The sitting room was bright with morning light, the curtains drawn wide, the marble floor gleaming, and he looked completely out of place in all that calm."Where have you been?" he asked immediately. "I recognize that car. It's..."The doorbell rang, cutting him short.His mouth snapped shut. I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding, grateful for the interruption even before I knew what it was.A maid walked up to us, her steps careful, her eyes lowered. "Ma'am, a package for you." She handed me a sleek black box."Thank you," I replied.Corin's eyes glared at the package the entire time, and the moment the maid stepped away he took it from my hands."What is this?" he asked."A payment," I replied without a trace of guilt. Why should I feel guilty? I wasn't even lying. Callan had ruined my phone, and now he was paying me back. Technically, I thought, it's the truth.

*Alyssa's POV*I was already dressed by the time Callan came out of the bathroom. I had spent those minutes sitting at the edge of the rumpled bed, staring at the broken pieces of my phone on the floor, trying to understand how one night could change so much of me. My body still hummed in places I'd forgotten existed, and my skin carried the faint ache of his hands.Then the door opened, and the man who stepped out wasn't the one who had held me under the cold water. Steam trailed behind him, but his face was cool and composed, every line of it sharp. He was back in his CEO form, the intimidating one the whole family whispered about, as if last night were a door he had closed and locked behind him.He picked up a shirt that lay on the bed and slid his arms into it, buttoning it slowly."We should go get you a new phone," he said."You don't have to worry. I can pay for my own phone," I said.He stepped closer, and the quiet in the room tightened with him. "I destroyed it, so it's natu

Callan's POVI should have been satisfied.She lay beside me with her hair damp against the pillow and her skin flushed, and every rational part of me said this was the plan. A deal. Revenge, tidy and mutual. I had made a career out of never wanting anything I couldn't walk away from.Then her phone buzzed on the floor, and Alyssa reached for it."I should check," she murmured, sliding to the edge of the bed. She picked it up. Corin's name glowed on the screen. Her thumb hovered over it.Something ugly and hot tore through my chest.Mine.The word hit me so hard I almost laughed. I had never once in my life thought it about a person. Yet it was there, loud, undeniable. This woman had just come apart under me, and she was about to answer him.I took the phone from her fingers. She turned, startled. "Callan..."I kissed her before she could finish, one hand fisted in her hair, my mouth rough, claiming. I flung the phone and it cracked against the floor, the screen going black. I didn't

He didn't give me time to breathe.Callan's mouth closed over my breast, hot and wet, and the sound that tore out of me wasn't one I recognized. His tongue circled my nipple, flicked it, then sucked hard enough that my back bowed off the mattress."Callan...""Louder," he said against my skin. "No one's coming. No one's listening but me."I hated how fast I obeyed. He moved to the other breast, teeth grazing, tongue dragging, while his hand shoved my thighs apart. Months of lying beside a man who turned his back, and here was Callan Whitfield, the coldest man alive, devouring me like I was the only thing he'd ever wanted.He kissed down my stomach, slow and deliberate. His breath touched the inside of my thigh and I stopped breathing altogether."Look at me," he ordered.I did. He held my eyes as his mouth found my pussy.My cry cracked the quiet of the suite. His tongue dragged through me in long, merciless strokes, then circled my clit in slow, tight circles that had my fingers flyi

"I'm not a kid, Callan. I know what I'm doing. I'm very sure about this," I said, kissing him again.This time he opened up, sucking my whole lower lip between his, not giving me a chance to think, as if telling me there was no going back now. I tried to meet his pace, our tongues rolling together, and I knew I shouldn't compare, but the way he kissed was wild, intoxicating, nothing like Corin.My hand slid into his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss even as I felt myself starting to lose my breath. My heart was beating so loudly I was certain he could hear it, every nerve in my body screaming that this was wrong. Of course I knew it was wrong. But I had already started, and some reckless, furious part of me refused to stop now.Since Corin wanted to make a fool of me, I would show him I could do exactly the same.The sound of a ringing phone cut through the room, and we pulled apart.Callan stepped back slightly, breathing harder than his usual composure ever allowed, and I reac