LOGIN“Is what I’m hearing true?” He asked me, his eyes never leaving mine. “Did your blood slave do this?”I had no answer for him; I only had what others had told me… what they wanted me to believe.“It’s true, Your Majesty,” Vivien said, tears spilling down her cheeks. “Joanne and I got into an argumen
Joanne’s POVIt all happened so fast that I couldn’t even comprehend it.I could hear the screaming from below; Vivien was lying face down on the floor, completely unconscious. Or so she appeared to be.It took me a second to realize what she had just done, but when I saw the accusing eyes, the poin
No, it wasn’t possible to have that much chemistry and not have anything happen.“I should go,” I tell him, sniffling and looking away from him. “Clearly, this conversation isn’t going anywhere.”“Once she’s my wife, it’ll be different,” Alexandar said before I could get too far away. “I will move h
Joanne’s POVI knew Alexander would be mad if he found out I was in contact with his brother, but I didn’t think he would lose all sense of control like this. Gone was the man I thought I was falling in love with, and in place was this pure monster.He had me thrown on the bed so roughly that my min
“Ah, I see… you’re here for Joanne,” Jeremy murmured. “I should have guessed as much.”“You have no right to touch my blood slave,” I said, pointing my sword at him. “You ever come near her again, and I will make sure it’s the last thing you ever do.”“Alexander, you have no right to speak that way
Alexander’s POVI moved the bookshelf with ease, scowling. James stood behind me, his arms folded across his chest and his lips turned down into a deep frown.“I had no idea this was even here… but it seems you did because I didn’t even have to show you which bookshelf it was.”He was right; I knew
Joanne’s POV“His wife?” I asked, blinking as I stared over at Rem.He nodded, a solemn look on his face as he stared out the window. He was avoiding my eyes, and I wasn’t sure why that bothered me so much.“Rem, what is happening?” I asked, trying to gain his attention. “Where is his wife?”“In the
Joanne’s POV“I’m so sorry; we don’t mean to make things weird,” one of the women said. “I’m Michelle, and this is my sister Stella.”“It’s nice to meet you both,” I told them.Stella gave me a shy smile; she seemed younger than Michelle, but not by much. It’s been a while since I’ve been around oth
I was spiraling, and I was well aware of that.James dipped a cloth into cool water and pressed it gently against my face. I winced, but the cold helped. It soothed the sting almost immediately and brought my head back to the present moment.I knew I would heal quickly; I always did.“That man will
Joanne’s POVEverything happened so fast after Mort slapped me across the face. I felt the sting before I realized what had even happened. I’m not sure when he got there, but suddenly James was standing in front of me, his weapon drawn and anger rolling off him in waves.“That stupid bitch,” Mort hi







