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Masquerade of Chains
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The King’s Relentless Desire Den of Wolves
Chapter Twenty The court glittered that evening, but to me it felt like stepping into a den of wolves.Every noble smile was a blade. Every whispered laugh was meant to cut.I could feel their eyes dragging over me, measuring, judging, wondering how I had found my way into the King’s chambers and lived to tell the tale.My gown clung too closely, and the memory of his hands inside it still burned against my skin. Shame rose inside me like smoke, but under it all, another ache lingered, restless and unyielding.The music of the strings seemed too loud. The gold light spilling from the chandeliers blinded me. I wanted to turn and flee, but Kael’s presence rooted me where I stood.He moved like a storm given flesh, tall and sharp, the silver crown upon his head catching the firelight. Every step he took drew the room into silence, as though even the air bent to his will.His hand brushed the small of my back, guiding me forward.The touch was not tender. It was a claim.“Walk beside me,
The King’s Relentless Desire Masquerade of Chains
Chapter Nineteen I woke in his bed. The silk still clung to my skin, and the memory of his hands haunted every inch of me. Shame pressed heavily, but underneath it, a restless ache throbbed, as though my body still begged for him. If I had to bleed for it, I would. The thought circled, cruel and sweet, until the chamber door opened and he stood there, all fire and command. Kael’s gaze swept over me like a predator sizing up prey. “Up,” he said. I sat, heart lurching. “Why?” His lips curved, dangerous and knowing. “Because the world is waiting. And the court must see you.” Panic hit me. “No, not today. Not after” He crossed the room in three long strides, tilting my chin with fingers that refused to let me look away. “You think chains exist only in my chambers?” His voice was soft, ruthless. “No, little dove. They’re everywhere. And today, you’ll wear them for all to see.” I trembled. “They will see.” “They already do,” he whispered. “But today, they’ll know.”
The King’s Relentless Desire King’s Prisoner: Part II
Chapter Eighteen He watched me like a man savouring the last piece of fruit, slow and deliberate, measuring exactly how much more he could take.His fingers traced the lace at my shoulder, tugging it down with a motion that was all ownership. The silk slipped to my waist, leaving my skin exposed and trembling under his gaze.My breath hitched, chest rising and falling as though it might shatter beneath the weight of him.“Will you beg properly now?” he asked, voice low and dangerous, each word a command that sent shivers through me.“Yes,” I whispered, though it felt like my chest might split open. My pulse pounded against my ribs as my stomach clenched with a mix of fear and anticipation.“Say my name and mean it,” he demanded, leaning so close I could taste the wine on his breath, sharp and intoxicating.“Kael,” I breathed, the syllable trembling, tasting like surrender and fire all at once.He smiled, the curl of his lips predatory, like a man who had just won something he had lon
The King’s Relentless Desire The King’s Prisoner
Chapter Seventeen The craving had not dimmed. It chased her like a shadow as Kael’s hand guided her through the silent corridors. Every torch burned too bright, every step echoed too loud, and yet her body only pulsed with the memory of his touch. She hated herself for following, hated him for knowing she would. But still she went. His chambers loomed at the end of the hall, doors carved with gold and darkness, heavy enough to promise secrets no servant dared whisper. He pushed them open, not once looking back at her, as if he knew she would enter whether she wished to or not. The fire was already lit, painting the stone walls with restless light. Rich carpets muffled their steps, and the scent of cedar smoke wrapped around her like a cloak. Kael moved first, pouring wine into a jeweled goblet, his shirt hanging loose, his shoulders glinting bronze in the firelight. He looked untamed, dangerous, as if the crown belonged only to his cruelty. “Sit,” he said. The single word roo
The King’s Relentless Desire The Chain and the Court
Chapter Sixteen My body still hummed with the heat of his touch. The ache between my thighs was a cruel reminder that I had begged when I swore I would not. His scent lingered in the air, sharp like sour lemon, thick like smoke. Even the silk sheets clung to me as though they had learned his hunger. I dragged the robe around my body, but no cloth could hide the bruises from his grip. I pressed my wrist to my lips and shivered. It tasted of him. The chamber door creaked. I looked up and there he was, still bare of his crown, his dark hair falling wild across his brow. He smiled, slow and cruel. “You thought I was finished with you?” My breath caught. He crossed the floor in three strides and seized my jaw, tilting my face up until my lips parted on their own. His mouth pressed to mine, and I moaned before I could stop myself. He pulled back, his eyes burning. “You see, Liana, I don’t need to order you to obey. Your body already knows who rules it.” “You are merciless,”
The King’s Relentless Desire The Mark and the Game Part 2
Chapter FifteenThe chamber still smelled of him.His hands had left no bruises, but I felt them all the same. The echo of his command lingered in my chest, and even as I tried to steady my breathing, I knew I was not steady at all.I sat before the mirror, fingers tracing the edge of the ring. It caught the glow of the candles, gleaming like a secret I could never bury.Behind my reflection, the shadows stretched tall. The walls whispered like witnesses to sins not yet confessed.Mira entered quietly, her footsteps cautious on the stone floor.“My lady,” she whispered. “The council summons you. They wish for your presence at tonight’s gathering.”I let my eyes meet hers in the mirror.“The council wishes for many things.”Her lips pressed tight, but she said nothing. She began lacing my gown instead, careful not to pull too hard. She knew too well how fragile silk could be, and how easily it could tear.The gown was blood red tonight. Kael’s choice, I suspected. He liked the colour o
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