🖋️ No More GodsOutside, alarms howled. Inside, the only noise was ragged breath and the pulse of blood against stone.Domenik tasted Eirwen’s mouth like a promise he intended to keep—bruising, demanding, his hands mapping her as if every inch was a battlefield and he refused to surrender an inch.She met him, teeth and nails, giving as good as she got. The strategist’s broken body between them was just another warning: this was not a house for mercy. This was survival, lust, and the violent intimacy of people who’d chosen ruin over safety.He pressed her back against the war table, maps scattering to the floor. The city’s future, smeared with blood and sweat.“You wanted the truth,” he growled against her ear, fingers slipping beneath the armor of her coat. “Now hold onto it.”She arched into him, her laugh edged with hunger. “Control is dead, Crown. All that’s left is appetite.”He pinned her wrists above her head, grip bruising. “You don’t get to walk away from this.”She bit his
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