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Chapter 13
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2026-04-22 19:46:06
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Tyrant Luciano ZarkovThe guards dragged Percy Langford into the lower council chamber shortly after the court session ended.The room was quieter than the grand hall above. No governors. No elders. No audience hungry for spectacle. Only black marble walls, silver lamps burning low, and the heavy weight of silence pressing down on everyone present.Percy’s wrists were still bound behind his back as the guards forced him forward. He stumbled once but quickly steadied himself, standing tall despite the restraints.“Leave us.”The guards released him immediately and retreated, the heavy doors closing with a resonant thud behind them.Now it was only the three of us.I studied Percy for a long moment, hands clasped behind my back. Exhaustion sat beneath his eyes, but his posture remained disciplined.I spoke first, my voice low and controlled.“What exactly are your intentions with my sister?”Percy did not answer immediately. He stood silent long enough for the question to settle heavily
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Tyrant Luciano Zarkov I was looking for Percy. Instead, I found a complication. The guards stationed outside Seraphina’s private wing looked distinctly uneasy as I approached. One of them opened his mouth as if to speak, then wisely thought better of it. Smart man. I pushed the doors open without announcement. The scene inside was exactly as compromising as the silence that followed suggested. Percy Langford had one hand resting on my sister’s waist. Seraphina stood pressed against him, fingers curled tightly into the front of his shirt. Their mouths were still close enough to make the nature of what had just occurred undeniable. Neither moved immediately. The room fell into absolute silence. I stood in the doorway for a long moment, taking in the sight with clinical detachment. Seraphina’s robe was slightly disheveled. Percy’s expression had already shifted into controlled regret. Finally, I spoke. “…I see.” Seraphina pulled back first, though she didn’t release Percy’s
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Percy LangfordThe second I opened my eyes the next morning, I knew peace was over.I sat at the edge of the bed for a long moment rubbing a hand slowly down my face while yesterday’s disaster replayed itself inside my head with painful clarity.Seraphina crying.Seraphina angry.Seraphina humiliated.Moon Goddess.That combination alone could destabilize governments.I already knew what she would do next.Not because Seraphina was cruel by nature.But because she was emotional, powerful, and completely unused to rejection.Which made her dangerous when hurt.I showered quickly before dressing in dark uniform clothing and leaving my quarters without breakfast. The imperial halls were already awake by the time I crossed the eastern wing, servants rushing through corridors carrying trays, reports, flowers, and morning schedules.I stopped the first servant I recognized near the garden halls.“Elara.”The maid blinked nervously. “Sir?”“Where is she assigned this morning?”The woman hesi
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Percy LangfordThis was becoming a serious problem.Seraphina Zarkov had confessed to me three separate times within the last two months, and somehow each rejection only seemed to encourage her further. At first I handled it politely because she was Luciano’s younger sister and because, despite her behavior, she was still technically imperial royalty.That patience was rapidly dying.The princess treated boundaries like optional suggestions. Rules existed for other people, not for Seraphina. If she wanted attention, she took it. If she wanted chaos, she created it. And unfortunately for me, Seraphina had recently decided that what she wanted—was me.I had just returned from the western government wing after twelve straight hours of council meetings, military reports, and cleaning up disasters created by politicians with too much power and not enough intelligence. My shoulders ached. My head hurt. And all I wanted was ten minutes of silence before sleeping.Instead, I walked into my p
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Katherine HarringtonOh. My. Goddess.The first slow, wet drag of Luciano’s tongue from my dripping entrance all the way up to my swollen clit felt like lightning striking straight through my core. My back arched violently off the bed, a broken moan tearing from my throat before I could even think to stop it.He didn’t rush.He never rushed.That was what made it so devastating.His tongue was hot, firm, and mercilessly thorough as he licked me again — slower this time, savoring every slick inch of my pussy like he had all the time in the world. The flat of his tongue pressed hard against my clit at the end of each stroke, circling once, twice, then flicking the sensitive bundle of nerves with just enough pressure to make my thighs shake.“Fuck… Luciano…” I whimpered, my fingers fisting tight in the sheets above my head where he’d pinned my wrist earlier.He hummed against me — a low, deep vibration that traveled straight into my core and made my walls clench around nothing. The sound
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Tyrant Luciano Zarkov.The heavy oak door of the master suite closed behind me with a deliberate, solid click that cut through the quiet like a promise. The sound lingered for a moment in the vast, shadowed room before dissolving into the low, steady crackle of the fireplace. Outside, the night air slipped through the tall balcony doors, stirring the heavy silk curtains so they whispered against the marble floor. Inside, the fire painted everything in warm, liquid gold — flickering across dark wood paneling, across the massive four-poster bed, and across the woman who had made herself at home in the center of my world.Katherine was lying across the middle of the bed when I walked back into the room.One leg hung lazily over the edge, her bare foot dangling just above the thick Persian rug, toes relaxed and slightly curled. Her hair spilled everywhere — a wild, dark river of silk across my black pillows, strands catching the firelight and glowing like threads of molten amber. She wor
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