บททั้งหมดของ His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2): บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

COLENestled along the serene lakeside, the small cottage had a cozy warm feeling to it. And surrounded with a lush blanket of trees it was alluring with us beautiful landscape, beckoning you to spend more peaceful nights inside it. And I understood why Mr Carter loved to escape here with Mrs Carter. Because I could imagine myself with Violet here, far away from the regular life, just in a cocoon of our own just like we were right now.Its exterior wore a weathered patina, as if time itself had embraced the dwelling. Soft, weathered wooden panels adorned the walls, painted in muted hues of cream and moss green, blending harmoniously with the natural surroundings. A quaint porch extended from the front where a couple of folded chair waited to be used. It was picture perfect and inviting to anyone who happened upon it. And not far from where we walked, with Violet’s hand tucked in mine, the lake’s gentle waves lapped against the shore, serenading with their soothing melody and beyond i

VIOLETThe rest of the dinner went pretty well, unlike Cole’s father who put me on edge many times in the short time, his mother was absolutely sweet. She reminded me of Bree, open and kind, ready with a welcoming smile. Or maybe, she was just drunk.Cole leaned into me and asked softly, “Are you okay, princess?” I gave him a nod, pleased and feeling so fortunate to have him by my side, grateful to the fact that in the last twenty minutes he had already asked me if I was okay or not for at least four times. He was so considerate. He questioned, “Do you want to get out of here?”I looked at him in surprise as I whispered, “We can?”“Of course.” With that, he grabbed my hand and didn’t even give me a second to be ready as he stood up and announced. “We are leaving, I have other places to take Violet to.”“But the dessert?” His mother said, almost pouting.His father wrapped an arm around his mother’s shoulder and said, “Let him go, sweetheart. He will come again.” I knew the last senten

VIOLETNicholas looked at me with hungry brown eyes, the golden swirls in them making my skin tingle in anticipation. I could spent my whole life getting drunk on them, they were so beautiful, my warm heaven. His fingers held my wrists captive above my head as he brought his free hand to the column of my throat. The back of his knuckles traced my throbbing pulse and he leaned down to place a flitting kiss there. “You smell so fûcking sweet, princess.”I shuddered as his lips made there way down between the slopes of my breasts and he placed another kiss on my sternum before he unhooked the front clasp of my bra, baring me to his gaze. “Let's get rid of this.” He let go of my hands to relieve me off the bra.As I shrugged it off, his hands settled on my waist and his sherry eyes locked on my breasts as they bounced free from their confines, making my blood run hot. “Fûcking beautiful,” He murmured, his hands moving up my warm flesh, his thumbs brushing the underside of my bréasts and

COLEIt’s been two weeks since that night at the cottage when I proposed Violet and then took her to meet my parents, gave her a glimpse of my world. And since then, we had been to my apartment in New York a few times now and since then I have already fucked her countless times on every imaginable space in my apartment, in her small studio apartment and wherever I could and in all the positions we could imagine. And each time I had made her come, more times than one, leaving her body boneless and trembling in my arms. But there was only one problem. Each and every time that I fûcked her, I never came inside her. I even used the condoms a few times I could remember before falling on her like a hungry beast. And even though I satisfied her physical release to the point that she couldn’t even walk on her own or stay awake much longer, I knew it wasn’t enough for her. I knew that I was being selfish, taking everything from her but not giving in. Every time after having sex, when I take

VIOLET“So, when are you going to bring her into the family?” I asked as I came to stand beside him in the backyard.“What?”I met his green eyes and had to smile at the expression on Alex’s face. “The girl everyone keeps whispering about behind your back.”He gave me a look that was quite equivalent to an eye roll as he said, “Everyone needs to mind their own business.”“Like you do?” He smirked at that. I asked, “So, what’s stopping you from bringing her here?”Silence stretched between us and just when I thought he won’t answer, he said, “She wants things that I am not ready to give her.” I turned to look at him. He arched a brow. “What?”“You sound like someone we both know.”He shook his head. “it’s not the same.”“Do tell.” My voice came out in a dry drawl.Instead of answering me, he made his own observation, “You are awfully chatty for someone who hasn’t been speaking to Cole.”I looked away, a familiar ache blossoming in my chest. “It’s a form of a punishment.”“He is going t