MasukGEORGINA'S POV, The safe house was on the outer edge of the city, tucked behind a row of buildings that had been abandoned. It was exactly the kind of place that didn't exist on any map anyone important looked at—unremarkable, forgettable, useful. I had three of them positioned across the kingdom
GEORGINA'S POV, I had known Anil for long enough to understand that his greatest flaw was also the thing that had once made me want him, he actually believed in things. Not strategically, not as performance, but genuinely, the way people believe in things when no one has yet taught them how expensi
ELIAS'S POV, I had been in enough rooms like this one to recognize the architecture of a trap before anyone bothered to spring it. Karlson was the provocateur, that much was obvious within the first few minutes of watching him work. He had the particular gift of people who had spent decades inside
ELIAS'S POV, I was seven years old the first time I saw her. My father had taken me to one of those gatherings. The noble families dressed it up as celebrations but were really just exercises in demonstrating power—who stood where, who spoke first, who had the finest clothes and the most polished
ELENA'S POV, Something shifted before anyone said a word. It wasn't loud or obvious, but I felt it, the way a room changes when danger decides to walk in and make itself comfortable. Andrew's warning still echoed in my ears, low and controlled but sharp enough to cut through everything else. Stay
ANDREW'S POV, Something ate at my nerves once we realised that neither of us were ready to move back. It pulled my mind from them and their smug looks. I thought about the bigger picture, the dirty politics that had ruined this kingdom for years. Every deal hid a knife. Every promise was a trick
ELENA'S POV,“I fuck them till they cry.” He said it in a way that made me think he was warning me, letting me know in advance that he won't be holding back once he starts. It was my last chance to pull back, to save myself from the beast inside and that worried me a little. While I had read thing
RYAN'S POV,“What about you?” I asked her, and my voice was lower than I intended it to be. “What do you want?”The question hung in the room like smoke, spreading in every direction. It was visible, thick and heavy, but we couldn't touch it. We could only feel the suffocation it was causing, yet ne
He smelled strong and musky. I could have drowned in his smell, but he pulled away when I started to choke. Once again, drool slipped from my mouth, sliding to my chest. He let me breathe for a few seconds before he once again started hip thrusting. I tried to grab onto his thighs, leaving my breast
“We have certain things more to worry about,” I added when he came closer to me. His hands found their way inside my top, and he reached for my breasts.“About us? About her?” He unclasped my bra while asking the question nonchalantly, like he wasn't playing with my breasts.“Both,” I whispered, try







