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98. This is how I rewrite the family legacy

作者: Anne Joyce
last update 最終更新日: 2025-07-24 21:34:05

ACE

“This is how you should be remembered,” I whispered, pressing a kiss to her right knee. “Not as an heiress or a symbol, but as a woman who chose to submit only to the man who earned it.”

My fingers brushed the chain on her thigh. I twisted the A pendant slightly, then gave it a tug, just enough to make it sting.

She exhaled, shaky.

“Do you know what this chain means, Sera?” I asked calmly.

Her eyes met mine, pupils blown wide. “Yours.”

I nodded, rising slowly but still leaning in close. “Exactly. But not just your body.” My fingers traced her waist, then her stomach, finally reaching the sharp line of her jaw. “Your mind, too. Your choices. When you stood beside me at that gala wearing this, you were already mine.”

She swallowed, but didn’t look away.

I kissed her chin. Then her neck. Then lower, down to her collarbone.

And when my lips touched her nipple and she tensed under me, I laughed quietly. “Too sensitive tonight,” I murmured, then licked her again, slower. My hand anchore
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