All Chapters of Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"In this wild storm, you’re the chaos I never want to escape.”Ezreal’s POVThe doors slammed behind me, but I could still hear him.Baron’s voice clung to me like a curse—quiet, trembling, desperate.‘I thought I was saving you.’Saving me. The word wouldn’t stop echoing.My jaw tightened as I crossed the church hallway. The air was too still, too pure. Light bled through the stained glass, painting the marble red—like blood on holy ground. I hated it. All of it.Then I saw her.A young woman, head bowed, sweeping candle wax off the floor. She looked up as I passed, her eyes meeting mine for half a heartbeat. Wide. Blue. Innocent.She froze, her fingers stilling mid-motion.I smiled, slow and deliberate.Her face paled, and she stumbled back, whispering a prayer before hurrying toward the other corridor. Her steps echoed like a warning.Good. Let her be afraid. Let everyone be afraid.Because if I didn’t tear something apart soon, I’d burn alive.Outside, the rain had started again.

“Even in my darkest fury, your presence has me running to you, like a lost dog whose owner had just found. Who truly is the fool?” Ezreal’s POVThe warehouse smelled of rust, blood, and gasoline—three things I’d grown too comfortable with. The air was thick, heavy enough to choke on if you weren’t used to it. I sat on the metal chair, watching the man hanging from the ceiling struggle to breathe. His wrists were raw from the cuffs, his body nothing but trembling flesh and pain.Vincent had brought him in two days ago—a rat who’d been feeding information to Lucian. I didn’t even bother to learn his name. He wasn’t a person anymore, just another vessel to pour my anger into.Three days since the church.Three days since Baron had looked me in the eye and told me everything.And I still couldn’t decide if I wanted to kill him or kiss him first.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face—the guilt, the softness, the pleading. It made me sick. It made me want him. I told myself it was ju

"Your body is a sanctuary, and I intend to desecrate it in the most sacred way." EZREALS POV As I watched Baron get on his knees without resistance, my eyes widened. I thought he was joking when he said it, thought he was toying with me. But if there was anything that I knew about Baron, it was this: He took things a little too personal. Just the way I did. I wasn't going to hold back anymore. The time for that was far gone. Baron had come to me willingly and he had submitted himself. I was sure this image wouldn't leave my mind for a lifetime. I stalked toward him, my hands palming my dick. Precum coated the tip, and I felt so aroused. I wanted to fuck Baron till he cried out my name, till his legs felt weak and till he couldn't move. I wanted to spread my cum all over his ass, his face. I wanted to brand him as mine and I would do that today. He was mine now. And he wouldn't go anywhere. I gripped his chin with my free hands and forced him to look at me. “Until I'm satis

"Your holy water won’t wash away the sins I’m dying to share with you.”Ezreal’s POVBlood dripped from my knuckles when I sent the message.Keep your door open.The room around me smelled of iron and fear. One of the men was still alive, wheezing against the cold concrete. The rest were already gone, their silence a mercy. I looked down at the last one, the one Vincent had saved for questioning. His face was swollen, his lips trembling as he tried to speak through broken teeth.“Tell me,” I said quietly, crouching beside him. “Where is Lucien hiding?”He spat blood instead of words. I smiled faintly, wiping my hands with a white handkerchief that turned red too quickly.Vincent stood at the corner, silent as always, though his eyes flickered with unease. “That’s the last of them,” he said, his voice respectful but cautious. “We’ve taken out every spy Lucien planted. The rest will fall in line.”I rose slowly, pressing the barrel of my gun against the traitor’s forehead. “That’s the

"From his whispers, I draw breath; no mere mortal could step into the realm of the love that binds me to him.”BARON’S POVWhen Ezreal had sent that message to me, all I could think of was his dick sliding in and out of me. I had taken a shower and wore only briefs. When I lay on my bed my mind kept replaying the way he had fucked me, how he took control and I wanted more. Without thinking, my hands reached into my briefs and I pulled my cock out. It was already hard and my precum was dripping from the tip. I began stroking it, biting my lips as I remembered how good it felt to finally let go. I knew it was sinful. Two men couldn't be together in my faith. And when I came back, I had prayed. But there was nothing I wanted more than Ezreal. There was no one I wanted more than him. My hands stroked faster, remembering how big his dick felt inside me, how full I felt and when I came, it was with his name on my lips. I didn't know when sleep claimed me, but when I woke up to Ezreal na