Artemisia “Are you alright?” I plop my head into the small library where they told me Hendrick was working in. But instead of finding him leaning over his papers, I caught him huddled in an armchair in some strange cape. He inhales sharply, raising his gaze to me as he flashes me a tired smile.
I spent the entire day clinging to Fynn and while I was troubled, he enjoyed it a lot. He kept provoking me, knowing that I couldn’t get away to escape him. “Good that our room is far away from where the others are staying,” he chuckles as I’m relaxing in his arms. “All this talking about Hendrick’
ArtemisiaI stir awake, shivering at a cold puff flowing over my skin even if I’m still enveloped by Fynn’s body heat. Opening my eyes slowly, I notice that he has his arm still wrapped around me firmly. “He is so possessive,” Hendrick’s deep voice makes me lift my gaze to see him standing next to
“Fuck,” he growls before slamming his lips on mine. My heart flutters as I finally get an intense kiss from him. Moaning against his lips, I only now realise how desperate I was for it as I fill my lungs with him. His fingers continue to massage my clit while Fynn plays with my breasts and my hea
Artemisia My look is still directed into the void as I replay Hendrick thrusting into my pussy from behind as I am on all four, hovering over Fynn who is massaging my clit with a smug grin. I could close my eyes and feel his fingers still sinking into my hips as he pulled my ass up to position my
Artemisia “Who is this?” My mother asks in a whisper as she looks at Rachel stepping out of the car curiously. “She looks familiar.” I turn my head to look at my mother and am still struggling for words as Hendrick chimes in casually. “A maid from the royal castle.” “Oh,” my mother says, seemingl
‘Nothing,’ I answer the mind link, trying to shake off my negative feelings as I say it. ‘Bullshit,’ he answers, his growl mixing with Drake’s. I halt in the hallway, the panic making me lose my breath as it squeezes my chest. ‘No, please. Stay with them and return as soon as you are done. We are
Artemisia As I step out of the office and walk back to the ground floor, I try to shake the sadness off me just as the door flings open, crashing against the wall. Fynn barges into the house, so eager to get into it that he doesn’t even notice me. Mirella and Alberta run after him hectically whil