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(Capital City, Warlanda)Emily walked through the doors of the candlelit restaurant and Aaron's fear that he'd made a mistake was confirmed. What kind of dumbass had Aaron been for letting Aria talk him into this?"Troy sends his regards," said Emily, taking the seat across from Aaron.Emily put the ring box down in front of Aaron, who just looked at it. The bloody thing was obviously cursed."Aria really did want to come Ron, but Troy's just not—""Since when are you and Aria such besties?" Aaron asked, draining the glass of champagne in front of him."I guess things are better now that you're not in the picture. I'm even allowed to come to the wedding now.""Well whoop de doo for you."He got up, threw a few bills down onto the table and was about to walk out when she took his hand and stopped him."What part of not friends did you not get?" he snapped. "I'm not sor
2020, August 23rd(Imperium, Warlanda)Two days after her mother’s death the sharks were already circling. Not to go against Keira. Rather to poke holes in the way she did things in the wake of Madz's death in the hopes of someone else doing the challenging for them. Madz's death had created a void, caused unrest, even stirred rumours of war. The entitled imbeciles were getting themselves riled up. Not because they lamented the loss of her mother. As they stood rubbing shoulders in her drawing room, lords and ladies whispered their concerns that they might be next. Keira had better things to do than pacify these idiots. “Our condolences for Madz to The House of Dormer,” said Troy, stepping forward to offer Keira his hand.Nathan took his hand in her stead. “Thank you, Your Majesty,” said Nathan, giving King Troy’s hand a firm shake. Keira swirled the Rum in her glass round and round. She wasn't much differe
Seated on the other side of the restaurant by the window, Lady Keira Dormer was having a rough time. Her ex-fiancé's killer was finally dead and his child was safe. Suddenly, there was no action to take and the walls closed in on her hard. Ethan was really gone. It was set to be another night wallowing in her grief until she saw him. Subtle shift in the atmosphere. The piercing, rugged, good looks of The Casanova of Caines had her taking notice. Keira had watched him through the slightly ajar partition that separated his dark, secluded corner from the rest of the restaurant for about an hour before Emily Maine showed up. As she watched them exchange heated words, the memory of Ethan took a backseat to Aaron's tortured face. He stirred unfamiliar sensations in her. Just like the first time she laid eyes on him in Sartis Est. These chicks needed to get their heads checked. Aaron Condor was devastatingly, take me now, hot. Eyes bluer than the ocean, big en
2020, February 14th (Capital City, Warlanda)Emily walked through the doors of the candlelit restaurant and Aaron's fear that he'd made a mistake was confirmed. What kind of dumbass had Aaron been for letting Aria talk him into this?"Troy sends his regards," said Emily, taking the seat across from Aaron. Emily put the ring box down in front of Aaron, who just looked at it. The bloody thing was obviously cursed. "Aria really did want to come Ron, but Troy's just not—" "Since when are you and Aria such besties?" Aaron asked, draining the glass of champagne in front of him."I guess things are better now that you're not in the picture. I'm even allowed to come to the wedding now." "Well whoop de doo for you."He got up, threw a few bills down onto the table and was about to walk out when she took his hand and stopped him. "What part of not friends did you not get?" he snapped. "I'm not sor
Why did he have to go complicating this good thing they had going? They weren't dating. At least that's what she kept telling him. When was the last time she liked being with someone for extended periods of time that wasn't Ethan? When did he stop just getting into her pants and start getting into her head, too?“How's your family going to feel about that?” she asked, letting the robe fall back to reveal her naked body. He always looked like it was the first time. Her model sexy long legs, immaculately curvaceous ass and breasts, perfectly toned body, deadly dark eyes, silky soft dark curls sitting on her shoulders, impossibly beautiful face. All of her said look away if you can. He was with Aria when he first met her, but the bad boy in him followed Keira the first time he laid eyes on her, anyway. It was the same now as it was then, only worse. He'd seen everything under her clothes. Her naked body made her absolutely lethal. Nothing could make him sto
No sooner had she walked away than another woman took her place. “You've already made so many bad decisions tonight, already look like you want to die. It might not be such a stretch after all,” said Keira, sitting down to a Bloody Mary. “What's to say we make some bad decisions together, Ronnie?” Aaron gave her a death stare. This was the woman, the assassin that almost killed James, could have killed him. He must be out of his mind, but when was the last time a woman propositioned him? The last time he felt the warmth of a woman's body up against his? Emily and Aria were both running through his head now and yet somehow she was stealing the show, drawing him in with those dark eyes and her ridiculously well dressed, hot self. Look away, you broken fool. Walk away. “I'm not interested,” he said, getting up again. She got up too, placed herself in front of him, looked him in the eyes as she slipped her hands onto his ass and pulled his body up
2020, February 14th(Warlanda)She walked through the doors of the softly lit restaurant and Aaron's fear that he'd made a mistake was confirmed. Of course, Troy wasn't letting Aria show up tonight. What kind of dumbass would he have to be to let this happen? What kind of dumbass was Aaron for letting her talk him into this? For still wanting to see an engaged woman whose wedding had to happen by the end of March? “Troy sends his regards,” said Emily, taking the seat across from him. Emily put the ring box down in front of him. Aaron just looked at it. The bloody thing was obviously cursed. “She really did want to come, Ron, but Troy's just not—” “Since when are you two such besties?” Aaron asked, draining the glass in front of him. “I guess things are better now that you're not in the picture. I'm even allowed to come to the wedding now.”“Well, whoop de doo for you.”He got up, threw a few bills








