Shocked with utter embarrassment, Roselle automatically reached down and grabbed Romeo's hair to stop his face from reaching her most private area. Her face was as red as a cooked lobster as she looked down at him with wide-opened eyes.Romeo peeked up at her and his eyes glimmered more startlingly than usual. A hint of devious yet relaxed and hypnotic smile graced the corners of his mouth.Without averting his eyes from hers, he licked her inner thigh, causing Roselle to tremble and gasp again. Her hands on his head grasped onto his hair tighter and he took advantage of her disorientation, moving further towards his goal. His breath was hot as he trailed his searing tongue along her soft skin."Don't worry, I'll make you feel good, wife." He said huskily, sounding as though he was soothing her with his mouth and tongue. "Open your legs for me, love…" he coaxed, and she did not know how she ended up doing so when he was not even holding her legs with his hands.She could feel him smil
Reluctantly, he finally eased away and pulled the blanket over her. He was about to stand when Roselle reached out and tugged on his robe."Where… where are you going?" she asked, her face suddenly anxious as her fingers tightened on his robe without realisation."I have an errand to take care of." He responded, as his gaze tilted towards the door and the commotion that was going on outside for a long while now."Errand?""Mm. Don't worry, I'm not going to leave again without telling you first." he smiled contentedly and kissed her forehead, causing her colour to rise again. "I'll come back as soon as I deal… as soon as I am done saying a few words to them."...The duke and everyone else involved were waiting anxiously in the throne hall where it was silent and tense as they all stood before Romeo.When they were suddenly summoned by the prince with such an urgency, they could not help but feel threatened. Aside from his stubbornness, Prince Romeo had been a good and incredibly sensi
Clad in a furry and thick white cloak, Roselle stood at the top of the tallest watchtower at the City's entrance. Romeo was standing next to her – a sight to behold as well as he stood tall and elegant clad entirely in black – holding her hand, and watching her silvery hair being blown behind her by the gentle cold breeze.Roselle had her eyes fixed at the vast snow-white meadow spread out before them, realizing from what her eyes were looking at, that Dacria was truly a fortified city. The giant ancient walls that seemed to be made from black stones looked so formidable and impregnable. No human army could ever manage to breach these fortifications and seize such a place like this.Now that she was looking at the full view of the entire fortress, and saw what a formidable stronghold Dacria actually was, Roselle could not help but look on with wonder. Why did the Dacrians ever thought of creating and building such gigantic walls in the first place? Was there an unknown reason that pro
Roselle glanced at the bed and innocently nodded. But the next moment, her expression changed."But… why?" she asked hesitantly. "Did something happen between you and the duke?""No, love. Nothing happened. I simply said some kind words to him as a reminder and everything's fine now." He immediately answered with a smile. "I am needed here and since I don't want to leave you all alone in the castle, I decided to bring you here with me. Moreover, I don't want any more misunderstanding between us. Given our track record, I'm afraid that something will happen again if I leave you, so I'd better keep you close to me. This is alright with you, right?" he gave her a mischievous grin, letting her know that he was teasing her and taking the sting out of his words, just in case she felt slighted at him referencing all their previous misunderstandings with each other.When Roselle just stared at him without answering, Romeo craned his head and moved his face closer to hers until his breath was
Roselle felt her gaze involuntarily drift down and then was glued on his very evident erection and her heart skipped a beat as she swallowed hard. She had to use all her willpower to drag her gaze away from that spot and look back into his eyes. With cheeks aflame and when she saw the look on his face and the intense glimmer in his bright eyes, Roselle determined in her heart, moved her hand slowly towards his bulge.Her movement was filled with hesitation that Romeo had to hold his breath and told himself to wait patiently when her hand was taking too long to reach his eager sex. His heart was pounding so hard it felt that he would get a heart attack. She was excruciatingly slow that it took all of Romeo's self-control and iron will not to grab her hand and guide it over him where he truly needed it.As he watched her hand inching closer, the anticipation became quite torturous. He battled within himself whether he should speak out and urge her to hurry up. But his next thought was t
Romeo was helping out in washing off Roselle's hands when a knock echoed through the room. However, Romeo's reaction was to completely ignore it.His gaze was fixed on Roselle as he dried her hands with a fluffy clean cloth before bringing her slightly chilled hands to his lips. "I hope I didn't tire your hand too much," he teased with a roguish grin and Roselle's colour deepened once again."No, it's… I'm fine." her gaze wandered around when a soft knock echoed again."I'm glad to hear that –" Romeo seemed determined in wanting to ignore the knocks that were coming from outside."Someone's… knocking." Roselle prompted Romeo as she cocked her head sideways, gesturing towards the door. She knew that no one would dare disturb him unless there was truly an important issue that needed his attention.Heaving a sigh, Romeo turned towards the closed door and spoke. "Stop knocking David. I heard you. Loud. And. Clear." He said. He then sighed again before facing Roselle. "I'll have to leave y
Roselle was escorted by Elijah to their dinner venue located at the top of the gigantic wall. As she emerged from the stairs, Roselle was surprised at the sight that welcomed her.She halted before she could even reach the last step and took a sweeping look around. The empty watchtower where they stood yesterday now looked very different. There was now set up, a table and a couple of comfortable looking chairs in the middle of the area. Lamps circled the top of the watchtower's wall and an intricately regal candelabra was in the middle. The table was already set with fine china and laden with sumptuous food that made her mouth water slightly just by glancing at them once over.Roselle could hardly believe her eyes at the romantic setup. Her eyes then fell to the man who was sprawled in one of the armchairs there, gazing upwards at the dark space as if he were seeing something else others could not see. He had the air of relaxed confidence of the King of darkness as he sat on his thron
- SWORDThe next moment, David and Levy and the rest of the soldiers joined in a united front as they pitted themselves against him. Utterly speechless, Roselle could only watch.Romeo was intense. Even though his eyes remained grey, they had turned quite dangerous and challenging. Everyone attacked him and the intensity she had sensed in the air a while ago dramatically increased. The atmosphere became even heavier as the fight intensified.Romeo's eyes could barely follow what was going on anymore. All she could see was Romeo, looking like Lucifer as he smiled wickedly while fighting his own men."Geez," Roselle heard a heavy sigh coming from behind her and when she turned, she recognized the man with the golden earing and long blonde hair named Zolan.He smiled at Roselle and then stood next to her. Roselle had felt this before but this Zolan seemed to possess something other Werewolves did not seem to possess. Like Romeo, he gives off a different manner of aura, the kind that alm