MasukHappy new month, dearie. Thank you for reading, though I haven’t been consistent as life is doing its own. But, I’ll push through. Today is the first of February. And I hope to be fully consistent this month—even if it’s a chapter per day—so we call this book a wrap as I have a new book that’s going to be released hopefully this week. My new book is a reverse harem. “The Omega’s Revenge Harem: A Dark MMMM Erotica Tale.” See you second of February.🥹❤️ Don’t forget to check out “Bound By His Rules” AND “The Mafia’s Plaything: His To Ruin” on my profile. Mafia’s plaything is a complete book. Bound By His Rules is on the wrap. Last chapters loading.😁😁😫😫❤️❤️
CASPIAN’s POVMINUTES EARLIER…Water pounded hot against our skin as I backed Dorian under the rainfall showerhead, steam curling thick around us like a veil. His back hit the tiled wall with a soft thud, and I crowded in close, mouths fusing before the spray fully soaked us. The kiss ignited instantly—our tongues tangling fiercely, battling for control. His tongue curled around mine, drawing it deeper into his mouth, sucking with hungry pulls that made my knees weaken. Saliva mixed with water, dripping down our chins in warm rivulets, lost in the cascade.I gripped his hips, my fingers digging into his wet muscle, pulling him flush against me. Our cocks slid together slick—precum already beading again, washed away only to reform with each grind. He moaned into my mouth, the sound vibrating through me, urging my tongue to thrust harder, mimicking what I craved to do elsewhere. His hands clawed my back, nails scraping my skin, begging closer. The need in him mirrored mine, drowning
CASPIAN’s POVDorian’s lips crashed into mine, and everything else vanished. The kiss started fierce, almost punishing, as if he needed to pour years or months of waiting into that single point of contact. I tasted the faint trace of wine from dinner on his tongue, mixed with something uniquely him—warm, addictive, and pulling me under. My hands found his face instantly, fingers threading through his dark hair, holding him close. He groaned low against my mouth, the vibration traveling straight to my core.I parted my lips wider, inviting him deeper. His tongue swept in without hesitation, exploring with deliberate strokes that made my head spin. He curled it around mine, coaxing, teasing, then drawing back just enough to suck gently on my lower lip before plunging again. Saliva mingled between us, slick and hot, a thin trail escaping the corner of my mouth when he angled his head for better access. I chased it with my own tongue, licking it away, savoring the mess we created.D
DORIAN’S POVAfter I recovered my memory, I never expected Caspian to accept me. Just like that. JUST LIKE THAT! Why would he? I had made his life hell. I remembered everything—especially the day he came to my birthday party. How my parents humiliated him after Victoria framed him as a thief. How I just stood there, silent, useless, even though I was the one who invited him.Looking back now, maybe I deserved the lowlife I lived after my father died. Karma, right? Caspian had suffered far worse and I had been the one mocking him, assaulting him, tearing him down at every turn.“And here’s the salad!” Alexandra’s cheerful voice snapped me out of my spiral thoughts. She set a massive tray in the center of the table. “Y’all enjoy.” She turned to leave.“Wait.” Caspian’s voice stopped her. “It’s a good day. Sit with us. Call Xavier too.” He smiled. “We’re one big family, aren’t we?”Alexandra’s eyes softened. She pressed her lips together, fighting a smile, then hurried back to the kit
Amara sat on the edge of the guest room mattress, tears streaming down her face. She buried her face in her palms, trying to muffle the sound of her sobs.The door creaked open. Caspian stepped inside, closing it softly behind him.He crossed the room and sat beside her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Hey.” His voice was tender. “Don’t cry anymore. I’m here for you, okay?”She didn’t respond at first. Then, slowly, she lifted her head. Their eyes met—hers red-rimmed and glistening, his steady and warm.She crumpled against his chest, her fingers clutching his shirt like a lifeline. “I don’t hate them,” she choked out between sobs. “I don’t. I just—”“I know.” He wrapped his arms around her, his hand stroking her hair. “I know you’re hurt.”“Then why?” Her voice broke. “Why did they do it?”Caspian exhaled slowly. “I disowned them to give you space. Time to heal without them hovering.”She pulled back, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. “But there was no reason to sell
NOTE: At this point, for clarity, chapters 65 to 88 were flashbacks revealing what happened before Dorian crashed Victoria and Caspian’s wedding—when everyone believed he was dead.€€€€€"Feeling better?" Caspian's voice was soft as he glanced at Dorian, whose eyes were closed, his head tilted against the window."Just don't drive us into a ditch." Dorian's lips curved into a tired smile. "Let's go home.""I'm so fucking glad your plan worked." Caspian exhaled sharply, gripping the wheel tighter. "I was terrified I would actually have to marry Victoria."Dorian cracked one eye open. "I wouldn't have let that happen. You know that.""I do." Caspian reached over, his hand warm squeezing Dorian's thigh. "We'll be home soon."Dorian nodded, letting his eyes drift shut again.The tires hummed against the asphalt. Then Caspian turned left onto the road leading home and his foot slammed on the brake.Amara stood in the driveway, her fingers clawed toward their parents like accusations. Her o
As Dorian’s heart slammed against his chest, a strong arm wrapped around his waist and a head dropped to his right shoulder.“Dorian,” the voice whispered.Caspian.Dorian turned slowly, relief washing over him. “I was s-scared.”Caspian pulled him into a tight embrace. “I’m here now.”“Thank you.” Dorian sighed against his shoulder.Ronan, who had been running ahead, stopped when he realized the forest behind him had gone silent—no breathing, no footsteps. He turned to see Dorian wrapped in another man’s arms.“Isn’t that—?” He squinted, trying to remember where he had seen that face before.Dorian and Caspian separated, and Caspian spoke first. “Did you see a woman while Victoria held you captive?”Dorian stared at him a moment too long. What connection did Caspian have with this woman? Jealousy crept into his chest. This moment was supposed to be theirs. Only theirs.“Dorian?” Caspian tapped his shoulder gently.“Look ahead.” Dorian stepped aside.Caspian’s gaze followed. His eyes







