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157: WHAT HE TRIED TO TAKE.

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If fate tries to take you again, I will choke fate with my bare hands. I lost you once. That alone was enough to unmake me.

BARON’S POV

The house smelled like smoke and fear. Not the sharp kind, no. This was quieter. The kind that sank into walls and stayed long after the fire was gone. The kind that wrapped around your ribs and made your breathing feel like a privilege.

Ezreal was alive. I kept telling myself that. I’d seen him. Touched him. Held him. Felt his heart beating under my palm like a promise the world hadn’t managed to break yet. And still, my hands wouldn’t stop shaking. They’d cleaned the west wing quickly. Too quickly. Men moved with precision, voices low, eyes sharp. No one panicked. That almost made it worse. Panic meant surprise. This was preparation.

This was war.

I stood alone in the sitting room just outside our bedroom, arms wrapped around myself, trying to slow my breathing. Every sound made my head snap up. Every footstep felt like it could be the one that chan
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  • Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest   170: FIRST ROUND.

    You think my devotion is dangerous?It is.It’s the kind that turns mountains to gravel just to make a path back to you.EZREAL'S POV Baron didn't move at first, he stared at the dildo again and again and when he finally tore his eyes away from it and met my eyes, I knew every crude thought that “Yes, Ez. I…I love it.” He moaned out and I smiled against his neck. “What did you imagine when you saw it, Baron? I want your words.” “I–I imagined you fucking me with that dildo, spreading my ass cheeks wide and making sure I feel every inch of it. It looks so fucking good, Ez…” he croaked out and I smirked.My hand reached from behind and gripped his neck, turning his face so he could look at me. “That's not all you want, Baron. Tell me everything. All your deepest, darkest desires.” He gulped, his eyes never leaving mine. “I–I thought about how it would feel to have your dick inside me with all those piercings. Not the toy, you. It'll feel so fucking amazing.” He choked out, his eyes f

  • Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest   169: YOUR PLAYROOM, BARON.

    Call me toxic, call me unhinged–I don’t care.If loving you is a sickness, then let me rot beautifully in it.EZREAL’S POVBaron looked at me like I had three heads. Shock and confusion danced in his beautiful eyes and I couldn't get enough. “My surprise?” He asked and I nodded.“Did you build me a house, Ez? I'm perfectly fine staying with you in that big fortress.” He snorted and I laughed. He gave me a look that said it wasn't funny but I just kept laughing, amused by his naivety.“What's so funny? I'm being serious. I really don't need a house. This one is too big for me. You know me.” He said, staring at the house. It was a simple bungalow. I stopped laughing and held his hand. “It's not that kind of house, baby. This one is a special house. It's for you and I.” He raised his brow and stared at me, his eyes searching mine. “What did you do?” He asked and I smirked, taking his hand and leading him to the door. “Why don't you find out yourself?” We stopped at the door, I keyed i

  • Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest   168: EXIT WOUNDS.

    If you vanish, I will follow your echo.If your echo dies, I will follow the memory of its ghost.I don’t stop.Not for time. Not for fate. Not for death.EZREAL’S POVThe line went dead.For a moment, none of us moved… The office felt smaller, like the walls had leaned in to listen and decided they didn’t like what they’d heard. Baron was still on my lap, his body warm and real, his fingers slowly unknotting where they’d dug into my wrist. Vincent stared at the phone as if Malrick might crawl out of it. Then Vincent exhaled. A long, shaky breath he’d clearly been holding for too long. “He didn’t touch him,” Vincent said quietly. Not relief alone, disbelief threaded through it too.“No,” I replied. My voice was steady, even if something cold had settled in my chest. “Because Aiden never gave him the chance. And because he's waiting for the right time.”Baron tilted his head up, searching my face. “Is Aiden out?”Vincent checked the tracker on his phone, then nodded. “He’s leaving the

  • Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest   167: THE LEASH.

    If loving you costs my sanity, then let madness crown me…as long as you’re the throne I kneel before.EZREAL’S POVBaron was warm on my lap, his weight familiar, grounding… intentional. I’d pulled him there the moment Vincent stepped into the office, my hand firm at his waist when Baron instinctively tried to rise.“Stay,” I murmured against his shoulder, desperate to touch him and he didn't argue. He just lowered his body back to mine and kissed me softly. “Is this good?” He asked and I nodded, breathing his scent in. My cock was already rock solid and when he noticed, he moved, grounding his hips softly against the raging hardness, and I let out a low moan, totally forgetting that Vincent was there. He moved again, this time pressing in deeper, my cock lined perfectly between his cheeks through the silk pants he wore, provoking a broken groan out of me.My lips moved and I kissed his neck. “This is more than good. Stop moving too much or I'll fuck you against the table. I don't car

  • Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest   166: JUST A PAWN.

    MALRICK’S POVThe words hit me like a blade to the throat. I hadn't told Lucien about it because I didn't trust him. I knew that whatever partnership we had was just a myth and that he would toss me aside the minute he wanted to. His eyes burned with so much anger that it did something to me. I decided to play dumb. Maybe he'd believe that there was no ritual. “What ritual?” I croaked out, forcing a laugh I didn’t feel. “You’re imagining things, Lucien. You always do.”Lucien didn’t smile. He stood there, close enough that I could smell the faint trace of smoke and metal that always clung to him, the scent of a man who lived on the edge of violence and thrived there. His eyes searched my face, not for truth, but for weakness. “Think carefully before you lie to me, Malrick. The Order of Thorn doesn’t do things rashly,” he said quietly. “It plans. It prepares. And it does not act without witnesses. That was the exact reason you fucking came to me. You already had a plan. You just nee

  • Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest   165: LET'S SHARE.

    MALRICK’S POVLucien didn’t look away as he entered. I didn't care. I got off letting people watch me being in control. Lucien’s eyes raked over Ashley's body, his face unwavering. That alone told me everything. He shut the door behind him with deliberate calm, his gaze flicking once, to the girl kneeling at my feet then back to me. There was no shock in his expression. No discomfort. Only assessment.“You didn't tell me you'd be visiting today, Lucien. I'm busy.” I told him flatly, hissing when Ashley's mouth swallowed my cock. My eyes closed for just a fraction and when I opened them, Lucien was already sitting on an empty chair. “I came here to discuss. This isn't a surprise.” He jerked his head to her. “Is she new?” He asked and I nodded with a grin.“Fucked her myself and I can tell you, she’s a keeper. Not exactly what I want but she'll do. Do you want a taste?” I asked him and he stared at me with a smirk.“Is she clean?” He asked and I nodded. Then, my eyes met Ashley's. “Be

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