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The Game Before the Throne
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The King’s Relentless Desire The Night Wouldn’t Let Me Go
Chapter Seventy-SixLiana’s POVI didn’t know how long I sat there.The fire had almost gone out, with only a faint glow left in the embers. The air felt heavier now, still warm, but it carried the smell of smoke and candle wax. I should have gone to sleep. I should have stopped thinking. But every time I closed my eyes, I saw him.I told myself I hated him. That was supposed to be enough.But hate didn’t make my skin stop remembering.I pushed the sheets aside and stood again. The floor was cool beneath my bare feet, the only thing that grounded me. I walked to the window, my body moving before my mind decided to. The moonlight washed over the room, pale against my skin, catching the edge of my nightgown.Outside, the courtyard was silent. No guards. No wind. Just the still air and the weight of the night pressing against the glass.I placed my hand against it and felt the faint chill seep through. It should have been enough to calm me, but it wasn’t. My breath fogged the surface, an
The King’s Relentless Desire The Night That Wouldn’t End
Chapter Seventy-FiveLiana’s POVThe night refused to be quiet.The walls seemed to hold the memory of him. Every breath, every word, every touch still lingered in the air like heat that wouldn’t fade.I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The fire had burned low, but the room still carried its warmth. My body didn’t need it. My skin was already too warm. I could feel every beat of my pulse, a steady rhythm that wouldn’t calm no matter how long I stayed still.I turned onto my side, facing the space beside me. It felt too large. Too quiet.His voice replayed in my head, the way he had said my name — calm, low, deliberate. I tried to breathe it away, but it stayed.I pressed my legs together, the movement small but sharp. It was like trying to resist a thought that only grew stronger when denied. I hated the way my body remembered him even when my mind fought to forget.The sheets felt cool against my skin, but they didn’t soothe me. They reminded me instead of his hand on my arm,
The King’s Relentless Desire After He Left
Chapter Seventy-FourLiana’s POVThe door closed, and the sound of it echoed through the room like the end of a sentence I didn’t want to finish.I didn’t move. Not at first. I just stood there, staring at the space where he had been, feeling the weight of his presence still pressing against the air.My skin was still warm where his fingers had touched. It shouldn’t have lingered, but it did — the ghost of his hand against my arm, the trace of his breath near my ear. It left a heat that felt like shame and something else I didn’t want to name.The silence was heavy. I could hear the faint sound of my own breathing, the quick rhythm of it, uneven and too loud in the stillness.I forced my hands to unclench. My fingers hurt from how tightly I’d been holding the fabric of my dress. When I looked down, I saw the faint wrinkles along the red silk, as if the moment itself had marked me.I walked slowly toward the bed, though my legs felt unsteady. My heart hadn’t caught up with what had jus
The King’s Relentless Desire Our Game
Chapter Seventy-Three Kael’s POV She didn’t look back when she left. The doors closed behind her, slow and heavy, sealing the silence inside the hall. For a long moment, I stayed where I was, staring at the space she had occupied only seconds ago. The scent of her still lingered a mix of wine, candle smoke, and something softer that I couldn’t name. My hand rested against the table, fingers still curled around the edge where she had sat beside me. The imprint of her presence felt alive on the air, stubborn and lingering. I exhaled slowly. The taste of control was still fresh in my mouth. She had trembled when I touched her. Tried to hide it, but I had seen. Every flicker of restraint. Every slow swallow when she realised how closely I was watching. It was the kind of reaction that said more than words ever could. I didn’t move for a while. I wanted to. I wanted to follow her the moment she left. But waiting was part of it watching her walk away, knowing she felt every second of
The King’s Relentless Desire The Feast
Chapter Seventy-TwoLiana’s POVThe hall was brighter than I remembered.Dozens of candles lined the walls, their flames flickering over polished gold and glass. Every surface seemed to shimmer, every shadow designed to hide nothing. The air was warm, thick with the scent of wine, fruit, and something sweeter that clung to the back of my throat.All eyes turned when I entered.The sound of soft music filled the silence that followed, but it didn’t hide the whispers. They moved like a current through the room, weaving from one noble to another, hushed and sharp. I didn’t need to hear the words to know they were about me.I kept walking.My heartbeat matched the rhythm of my steps, quick and shallow, as I moved through the hall toward him. The silk of the crimson dress brushed my legs with every step. It was light, but it felt like armour I didn’t know how to wear.Kael sat at the head of the long table. His hand rested lazily on the armrest, but his eyes never left me. The weight of hi
The King’s Relentless Desire The Summons
Chapter Seventy-OneLiana’s POVThe doors closed behind him.The sound echoed through the throne room, low and final, as if it meant something more than just his leaving. The silence that followed was too loud. My heartbeat filled it, uneven, defiant, trembling.I didn’t move at first.The space around me still felt like him the faint heat where he’d stood, the trace of his voice that still clung to the air. Even the air felt touched by him, charged in a way that left my skin prickling.The light from the high windows stretched across the floor, pale and gold, painting long shadows that reached toward me. I stared at them, trying to breathe past the tightness in my chest.But I couldn’t.I could still feel him. The weight of his stare. The quiet authority in every word. The threat that never needed to be spoken because it was already in the way he looked at me.I hated how my body remembered him.I hated how I wanted it to.My hands curled around the edge of the railing. The marble wa
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