All Chapters of Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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71: HIS TEMPTATION AND HIS RUIN.

"Even angels fall from grace, and I'm looking at the one who’ll catch me.”BARON’S POVThe moment the door shut behind him, I dropped to my knees.The silence after Ezreal left wasn’t peace, it was punishment. The room reeked of him: sweat, sin, salt, and shame. The bed was ruined, the sheets tangled and damp, the evidence of everything I shouldn’t have allowed staining the white linen like a confession written in flesh.“Forgive me,” I whispered, clutching the side of the bed. “Please, God, forgive me.”But the small voice in my head only laughed.Forgive you? For what—begging him to stop, or begging him not to?I flinched. My hands shook as I rose, stumbling toward the bathroom. The mirror didn’t spare me. My lips were raw, my throat bruised, my collarbone streaked with red. I looked like a sinner wearing a saint’s face.I could still feel the pain from where he had spanked me. I could feel his cum seeping out of my ass. I turned on the tap and scrubbed until my skin burned. I wipe

Last Updated : 2025-11-04

72: THE HAND OF GOD.

“They have brought before me, their Devil, yet they do not scare me, if anything, I crave him even more desperately now; My Devil.”BARON’S POVThe morning light slanted through the stained glass, spilling fractured colors across my desk. The papers I’d been sorting blurred together—reports, donation ledgers, parish requests, but none of it held my focus. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Every few minutes, I’d look toward the door, half expecting it to open on its own.I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him.Ezreal.His eyes, his voice, the way he left me hollowed out and trembling.But that wasn’t what frightened me most. What frightened me was that I wanted to see him again.Somehow, I wanted to feel him inside me again. And it scared me at how addictive sin was. It ate through me, giving me a sense of satisfaction. I knew it was just the devil speaking.But why did I want the devil so bad? Why were his words so soothing? I tried to drown the thoughts in work. I tri

Last Updated : 2025-11-05

73: THE DEVIL’S TEMPER. (PART ONE)

"Your sin-laden breath whispers secrets that shatter my will to resist.”EZREAL’S POVThe rhythmic sound of fists hitting leather echoed through the gym, sharp and steady. Sweat rolled down my temple, my muscles burning with each punch I landed on the heavy bag. The pain kept me focused. Centered. Or so I told myself.Then the phone rang.The second I heard his voice, Baron’s voice, something in me twisted. There was a tremor there. Fear. And for a moment, an unfamiliar chill ran through my chest.Something’s wrong.The thought came before I could stop it, and I hated it immediately. Why did I care? Why did I feel anything for him at all?I tossed the phone onto the bench beside me and threw another punch, harder this time. The chain rattled. My breath came fast and rough, like I could beat the confusion out of myself.He wasn’t supposed to matter. He was just a pawn in my revenge. A means to an end. So why the hell was I still thinking about him?Behind me, Vincent shifted. The soun

Last Updated : 2025-11-05

74: THE DEVIL’S TEMPER. (PART TWO)

"You wear your collar like armor; I’m here to strip it away until all that’s left is desire.”EZREAL'S POVI looked at her again. Rodrigo had cared for her. And she had taken a bullet for me. He had willed everything he owned into my hands. His dying wish was that I protect the people who had once mattered to him. That was the only reason she was still breathing.“Vincent will arrange someone to take you shopping later,” I said finally, turning for the door. “And Celeste, stay the fuck out of my office.”She sniffled and nodded quickly, feigning remorse. “Yes, Ezreal. Thank you. I swear it won’t happen again.”“See that it doesn’t,” I muttered.As I left, I could feel her eyes burning into my back. The kind of gaze that promised more lies to come. She’d show her hand again—people like her always did. But when she did, I'd be waiting.The corridor was quiet, sunlight spilling through the tall windows, cutting across the marble floors. Vincent was waiting outside my office when I arriv

Last Updated : 2025-11-06

75: THE FALLEN CONFESSIONS.

"Forgive me, Father, for the way my heart races at his mere presence, each beat a reminder of the sin I crave.”Baron’s POVThe silence after his words was unbearable.It hung between us like smoke, thick, suffocating, impossible to breathe through. I could feel the heat from his body, the scent of him, salt, smoke, power, curling into the air around me until there was nothing else left to taste.I should have walked away.That was what faith demanded. That was what I’d promised myself I’d always do.But my body wasn’t listening. It never did when it came to him.Ezreal stood before me, bare-chested and wild, his eyes fixed on me with that terrible calm he wore when he was close to losing control. There was something about him, something feral and human all at once, that terrified me in ways I couldn’t name.He wanted to break me. I knew that.And the worst part was… I wanted him to.My pulse hammered in my throat, loud enough to drown out reason. I wanted to speak, to pray, to say h

Last Updated : 2025-11-06

76: REDEMPTION FROM THE DEVIL.

"They say love is sacred, but with you, it's a thrilling heist of the heart."EZREAL'S POV.My hips met his thrusts after thrust as I slammed into him again and again. “Fuck, Ez… please… please don't stop—” I smirked at his words. When I pulled my dick out and slammed again, repeating the process, his head rolled back and I grabbed his neck, forcing him to look at me as I fucked his ass. His body trembled and then I slammed my lips on his, kissing, sucking, nibbling and biting. I was two seconds away from cumming but I needed him to cum too. I pulled my mouth away from his and then my eyes met his. “Look at you taking my fucking cock like a fucking slut…” his moan made my dick harder than it already was. “Say my name, Baron.”“Ez…Ez…please… Oh God…”“No, not God. Me, Baron. Me. I'm your God now. Your husband. The man your body recognizes. The one that's fucking you and the one that you run to when you need help.” I angled my hips and thrust faster, feeling my orgasm build up, and

Last Updated : 2025-11-07

77: SINS OF THE FATHER.

EZREAL’S POVBaron was still asleep when I stood from the bed.He looked peaceful, too peaceful for someone who’d spent the past few hours trembling beneath me. A faint bruise shadowed the side of his neck, and for some reason, it made my chest tighten.I hated that feeling. I wasn’t supposed to feel anything. I was only supposed to be in this for revenge. Not give my heart out again.I gave it the first time and he fucking tossed it to the pigs. I pulled on my slacks and buttoned my shirt, careful not to make a sound. He shifted once, murmuring something in his sleep, but didn’t wake. The exhaustion had won. I had drained every bit of fight out of him, and some wicked part of me felt proud of that.On the nightstand, I left a glass of water and a few aspirin. He’d need them when he woke. His body would ache, his throat would burn, reminders of me. His neck was filled with hickeys. My marks. I smirked. Let him feel it. He'll wear them because he was mine.I grabbed my jacket and sli

Last Updated : 2025-11-07

78: THE DEVIL’S BRAND.

"Our love is a haunting song, each note played in our silence, echoing through time.”BARON’S POVI didn’t know how long I slept. When I finally opened my eyes, the room was washed in shadows and there were faint traces of orange light leaking in through the half-drawn curtains.Evening. Maybe night.The space beside me was cold.Ezreal was gone.For a moment, I lay still, staring at the empty half of the bed, the sheets tangled and creased. My body ached everywhere, a dull, consuming soreness that made even breathing feel like effort. I blinked hard, trying to piece the day together, but fragments were all I got, heat, hands, the rough sound of his voice in my ear, the way he’d looked at me like he could see every lie I’d ever told.I pushed myself up, groaning quietly. The air smelled faintly of smoke, leather, and something darker — him. On the nightstand was a glass of water and a small bottle of aspirin.I stared at it. Of all the things I expected from Ezreal, kindness wasn’t o

Last Updated : 2025-11-08

79: THE DEVIL’S DESIRE.

"Together we redefine love, turning each stolen glance into a declaration of war.” EZREAL’S POV The meeting had dragged on for hours, voices arguing over routes, shipments, territories, alliances. The kind of noise I’d built an empire on but couldn’t stand tonight. By the time it ended, my patience was gone. Every word that came out of those men’s mouths felt like static against my skull. I dismissed them with a flick of my hand, watching their expensive suits and fake smiles fade from the conference room one by one. The moment the door shut, silence fell — heavy and suffocating. I leaned back in my chair, loosening my tie. My jaw ached from clenching it for too long. All I wanted was to go home. Not to the mansion. Not to the empire Rodrigo left me. To him. Baron. The name itself made something sharp and restless stir in me. I wanted to see him again, to hear him breathe my name, to feel that quiet defiance in his voice crumble into a whisper. I wanted to fuck the thoughts o

Last Updated : 2025-11-08

80: YOU CHAINED THE BOY YOU ONCE KNEW.

"With every forbidden kiss, we rewrite the rules of love and fate.”EZREAL’S POVFor a moment, the words didn’t register. I just stared at him — at the tightness around his mouth, the flicker of fear in his eyes, the way his fingers twisted the edge of my hoodie like he was holding on to something that could still save him.Then they sank in.The Order of Thorn. Initiation.My blood went cold.“How do you know?” I asked, my voice low, too calm for the way my pulse was hammering.Baron’s gaze didn’t waver. “Because I’ve been digging,” he said quietly. “For days now. There are whispers in the clergy — about who gets chosen, when they move, what it means to be invited to Black Hollow.”He took a breath, slow and steady, but I saw the tremor beneath it. “They do it once every decade. They call it a summit, but it’s not. It’s a ceremony. The Order chooses who to bind — who to sacrifice for what they call purification. My father wants to trick me into being one of them.”I stared at him for

Last Updated : 2025-11-09

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