In the Palace, Kyra is breathing heavily. Today Kaiser refused to stop. They are at it for hours now, but he refused to stop. "Kaiser, I can't" she is begging now. She is too proud. Begging anyone for anything is not in her nature, unless she loves that person more than her pride. "You are mine Kyra, don't you ever forget that" he murmured suddenly, almost taking her off guard. He looked as if he wanted to ask her something, but he is stopping himself. The possessiveness in his gaze is too intense. He is quiet a handful these days, but this is the first time he is staking his claim after his memory loss. For some reason this didn't feel random. "What happened? Is there anything on your mind?" she inquired. She is lying underneath him while he is still inside her, and he is declaring her as his, as if to remind her. As if giving herself to him is not enough. Kaiser met her gaze head on. Not flinching or avoiding, proving her guess right. "Are you hiding something from me?" h
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