LOGINShe moaned—soft, needy—fingers tugging my hair. I moved lower, kissing across her collarbone, down to her breasts. The lace was so thin I could feel her nipples hardening through it. I took one into my mouth, sucking gently through the fabric. She arched, whimpering, nails digging into my shoulder
LUCIEN’S POV I lay back against the headboard, hands folded behind my head, eyes closed. The sheets were cool against my bare skin, the room quiet except for the soft rustle of Adele moving around. We’d just put Andrea to bed—story read, kisses given, little arms hugging us both tight before his e
ROSE’S POV My stomach was doing flips so hard I thought I might actually throw up right there on the red carpet leading into the grand ballroom. The Valkar Group annual dinner was always a big deal—black ties, sparkling gowns, crystal chandeliers that probably cost more than most people’s houses—b
LUCIEN’S POV The blanket was spread out under the big oak tree, dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves and dancing across Adele’s hair. She’d packed everything—sandwiches, fruit, little juice boxes for Andrea, even a tiny picnic basket with a checkered cloth. Her idea, of course. She sai
DAMIEN’S POV Rose’s lips were still on mine, soft and warm, tasting like the little mint she’d popped earlier. I couldn’t stop smiling against her mouth. The way she’d just tossed Scarlett out like yesterday’s trash? Pure gold. My girl was a force, and I was the luckiest bastard alive. I pulled
DAMIEN’S POV A week had passed since that nightmare in the forest bunker, and every single day felt like walking on thin ice. Rose was healing—physically, at least. But I knew the real damage was deeper. Nightmares still woke her up in the middle of the night, heart racing, body slick with swea
And yet, fuck, every instinct in me screamed to ruin her. To sink to the very root and brand her forever. Her moan was ragged, desperate, her hips pressing back against me like she wanted exactly that. I clenched my jaw, holding her in place by the waist. “Not yet,” I ground out, sweat slicking my
My heart thudded hard enough to make me dizzy. Mine. She stirred with a small yawn, stretching like a lazy cat. Her eyes remained closed as she arched, the movement drawing the sheet even lower. When she finally blinked awake, her lips curved into a slow, sleepy smile. “Good morning,” she whis
Her lips were soft against mine. So fucking soft. The kind of softness I had no right to touch, no right to claim. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, and my tongue brushed against hers—hot, desperate, demanding. For a moment, I let myself drown in her warmth. For a moment, I preten
I paced the length of the room, biting my nails anxiously as I thought of every possible way I could get out of this room without being caught. There was a guard outside the door and the king's room was high from the ground. It seemed like there was no easy way for me. A part of me was screaming







