Artemisia My body is already buzzing in pleasure as he nibbles at my skin, sending my brain into complete overdrive. I stretch beneath him as he starts turning my hardened nipples between his fingers, pressing a kiss onto my neck. “We should stop. They will be back any minute.” Nodding, I bite my
Turning my head towards Cayden, I find him looking at me already. My eyes well up with tears as I feel my heart squeeze in pain. “It was already so terrible to lose Logan’s mark. I won’t survive them ripping off yours,” I whisper, making him squeeze my leg soothingly. “That won’t happen. I promise
Artemisia “I can’t find my dress,” I murmur as I look through my clothes, feeling like I’m about to pass out from exhaustion and pain. “Which one?” Matthew wraps his arm around my waist as he steps to my side, stabilising me. I hum, leaning into him. “The red short one. The one with the white dot
Fynn chuckles into my ear as he hugs me closer, “He is so old-fashioned that he thought he couldn’t ask you directly about what you liked but had to talk to your lady in waiting.” “Argh, shut up, Finnegan,” Hendrick growls, making Fynn grin against the back of my neck. “He is nervous.” Hendrick s
Artemisia “Where are the spices we bought?” Ramona asks as she looks through my special cooking bag. I sigh sadly while I watch her go through the bag, which must be the best protected bag in the universe. “I had to throw them away. They were left behind with my pot.” “Oh, damn.” She pouts as she
Artemisa “What the hell is that smell?” I watch Hendrick contort his face in rage as Lisa clasps the edge of the tray, making her knuckles go white. “It’s… It’s a sweet tea, just like Missy likes it,” she stutters, trying to make excuses. “But I… I don’t know what is in it. Alberta prepared it. I
ArtemisiaI gasp as it hits me like Lisa took out a knife to stab me right into my stomach. Clasping my clothes, I fight to keep standing upright, forcing my brain to stop making my surroundings spin.“Bella donna?” Ramona asks, scrunching up her nose. “Are you tripping? This isn’t the moment to fli
He lifts his hand, his desperation showing in his eyes as he justifies himself. “I didn’t know that she was poisoning you?! I just felt sorry for her because she kept crying about being left alone to me repeatedly! I felt pity for her, damn, never would I have wanted her close to you if I knew that.