LOGINTying the silk scarf behind my head, Herman pushes me down into the bed. For some reason the smell of his cologne smelled stronger, and I could hear the sound of his breathing above me.“Herman…” My voice came out thin.“I’m here," he says in a hoarse voice as he traces the edge of the scarf from my temple down to my cheek. “If it gets too much, she can say stop, do you understand? Anytime.”I nodded.“Use your words, please, Engel," he whispers in my ear, making my body tingle."Yes… I understand.”His mouth brushed the corner of mine, and then he pulled away. I heard the rustling of clothes before he came up against me.He lifted my foot, kissing them slowly. "Herman…" I breathe. "What…what are you doing?"He doesn't stop. "Just trust me, okay?”So I swallowed my words and let him continue, his lips close around my big toe as he sucked in it hard."Herman…" I whispered his name as a tingling sensation travelled down my core. I immediately tried to pull my foot back, but he held firm
Herman's POV"Mhmmmm." She kept tapping my chest to make me stop, but instead I pulled her tighter against me, kissing her deeper.I couldn't get enough of her. The taste of her lips, the soft little sounds she made that went straight to my cock. The way her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer.Every letter I'd read, every fantasy I'd imagined under the cover of darkness, every night I'd stroked myself to the thought of her—none of it compared to having her here in my arms."We are here, sir," the driver said, his voice cutting through the haze.Only then did I break the kiss.Looking down at her in the dim light, I'd never seen anyone so beautiful. Her lips were swollen, kiss-bruised, and glistening. Her breaths came in uneven little gasps."You're so fucking beautiful, Engel," I mumbled, straightening her dress even though all I wanted to do was tear it off her right there in the backseat, driver be damned.Without another word, I stepped out of the car, walking around to
Noah's words replayed on a vicious loop inside my head."I had to make decisions for my future."I couldn't breathe.The cold night air hit my face but did nothing to cool the fire burning in my chest.I was a decision. An option. Something to be weighed and measured, then discarded when something better came along.I didn't realize I was crying until Herman wiped the tears off my face with the back of his hand.His touch was surprisingly gentle, almost reverent, a stark contrast to the violence I'd witnessed from him hours before."Don't," he said in a low voice. "Don't you dare cry for another man in front of me. I'm the only one allowed to make you cry."I chuckled despite myself, a broken, hollow sound that escaped before I could stop it.I looked up at him, this stranger who had burned down the world just to keep me safe.A small smile tugging at my lips."Take me home, please."Herman's eyes searched mine, dark and unreadable. "Which home, Engel? Where would that be? Back to the e
The Shadow of FrankfurtThe grand ballroom of the Grand Kaiser Hotel was an extravagant display of wealth and shadow. Crystal chandeliers cascaded from gold-leaf ceilings, casting fractured light across dark velvet drapes, champagne pyramids, and men in tailored suits whose smiles never reached their eyes.To the rest of Frankfurt’s elite, it was an annual celebration of high society. To me, it felt like nothing more than a polished, gilded cage.Herman’s hand rested heavily on the curve of my waist. His touch was firm, possessive, and warm through the thin silk of the emerald dress he had picked out for me. Every time I shifted, the fabric brushed against my bare skin, bringing back unwanted, intoxicating rushes of memory, the heat of the bath, the steam rising around us, and the shameless way I had let a stranger unravel me in his arms."You are tense, *Mein Engel*," Herman murmured, leaning down so his lips brushed the shell of my ear. His deep voice sent a shiver straight down my
I stared at him perplexed, occasionally distracted by his rock hard chest as he took off his shirt completely. "Turn around, I'll help you out of that dress" His voice had become rougher around the edges I turned around, letting him skillfully get me out of the hundred year old dress that could easily pass off as a chain.My breath hitched as the dress polled around my legs leaving me only in my cotton underwear.I instinctively crossed my hands over my chest to cover my exposed breast. "I won't do anything you don't want Angel" He said " I just want to wash you. I know today has been a lot for you, let me take care of you" The memories of my own words begging for strong hands to wash me without feeling shame but desire resurfaced in my mind. I nodded, too shy to speak. He took my hand and led me into the bathroom, it was magnificent, all marble and glass, with a massive walk in shower area that could fit ten people. Herman turned the water on, testing the temperature until stea
"Crawlway Estate,Frankfurt,Germany,Dear Lover, I'm to be married to a man three times my age, my Parents discovered the letters and to them it's something so disgraceful for an unmarried woman to engage in unscrupulous activities. I can't marry another because I have pledged myself to be yours forever, please save me. I will give myself to you completely if you save me and take me away from this town: From Lanarai Kensly No. 5 Saint Harmon Road Rhine Westphalia"I stared at the man strolling into the church, tall and commanding in his black suit with his silver hair roughly combed and deep blue eyes trained on me.That wasn't Noah, that was a man I should have no business with...... Herman Liechenberg, a descendant of a long line of influential "Business Men" and Owner of the Merge Corp. Everyone in Germany knew him.He stopped just in front of me, wiping my tear stained face with his thumb and sucking it afterwards "I'm sorry for coming late My Angel"His eyes sparkled a







