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The man laughed too, but he didn't back down. On the contrary — he leaned in even farther, resting his arm on the table, invading the damn space. "Ah, I like that… a sharp tongue. It matches the rest."That was enough.I didn't even notice the exact moment I moved, only the sharp sound of the glass being set down hard on the table gave it away first. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Romeo's eyes widen slightly, he had seen me lose control before."Choose your words more carefully." My voice came out low, but heavy enough to cut through the noise around us.The man turned his head toward me, blinking once, as if he were processing things with a delay. And he probably was, after filling his own ass with wine all night."Your Majesty," he said, almost sarcastically, lifting his glass slightly. "I'm just being… welcoming."I adjusted myself in my chair. I knew everyone was looking at me, especially Romeo. "What's your name?

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The elevator doors opened with a soft sound, and we stepped inside. The enclosed space swallowed the noise from the hallway, leaving only the silence between us. As soon as the doors closed, I felt the weight of everything finally settle.I knew.That ride to the penthouse could be far too long.The elevator began to rise, far too smoothly for what was trapped inside it, and the silence became heavy, almost solid, as if it physically occupied the space between us. I kept my eyes fixed ahead, following the numbers slowly changing on the panel, anything to keep me from looking at him.It didn't help.Ravok's presence was too overwhelming to ignore, filling the air, brushing against my skin without ever touching me. I crossed my arms, more out of instinct than comfort, trying to hold back something inside me that had already gone too far."You didn't have to do that," I said, without turning my head.There was no immediate answer, only t

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When I was on the verge of losing what little air I could still draw in, my lungs burning, my entire body fighting for a breath that wouldn't come, he pulled me toward him. The movement was abrupt.My lips crashed against his without room to react, without time to think, the contact warm and firm, still carrying the same force that had been in his hand seconds before. My breathing failed completely from the shock, the little air I had left trapped between us.He didn't really kiss me. His mouth brushed against mine, far too close, enough for every word to be felt, not just heard."I am the only man you have permission to seek." His voice came low, dragging across my lips, carrying a cold certainty, as if it weren't a threat... but a rule.The air still hadn't fully returned by the time he finished speaking, and that only made everything more intense, more present, as if every detail had been magnified inside that space that was far too small, even with th

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I had never planned any of that. When I answered him at the table, in front of ten people, or when I barked all of that at him in the elevator, I admit I wanted to provoke Ravok, to provoke a reaction, to test his limits. But that had always been our game, hadn’t it? Pushing each other to the edge, measuring our strength, seeing who would give in first.I parted my lips to answer, but at that exact moment, he kissed me again. I wondered if that kiss was as delicious to him as it was to me, but from the way his tongue explored the full length of mine, the answer could only be yes.My hands rose to his hair automatically, as if they already knew the way, as if that gesture weren’t new. My mouth welcomed his, his tongue invading with a faint taste of mint mixed with something rougher, almost provocative. It was ironic to realize that the only time we weren’t taking jabs at each other was when we seemed about to set each other on fire.I gasped against his lips, my head full of thoughts

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He continued moving downward, with kisses and deliberate sucks. His mouth settled on my stomach, then both of his hands stimulated my breasts. Not a single inch of skin went unnoticed.Ravok kissed my belly, just below my navel, then stood up. I was about to protest, but he hooked his fingers into the sides of my panties. The protest died before it could leave my lips when Ravok began to undress me. I lifted my hips to make his task easier, and he winked at me.I waited for some skeptical thought to cross my mind. For common sense to stop me from continuing. For all the lectures about proper conduct to have some effect.Nothing happened.Ravok removed my panties, then tossed them onto the floor. Now completely naked, I closed my legs. I wasn’t exactly ashamed, but I admit I didn’t know what to do next.His eyes traveled up my body until they met mine. I had never really known what lust meant, but Ravok was a good example. He stood motionless at the foot of the bed just to take in all

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When I woke up the next day, it took me a few seconds to understand where I was. The nighttime light filtered softly through the glass walls, spreading a pale glow across the room. The silence seemed lighter than it had the night before, almost deceptive.Then I saw her.Madalena was already sitting on the edge of the bed, completely still, as though she had been there for a long time, simply watching me wake up.“Ah!” I screamed, so startled that my entire body contracted.“Sorry,” she said quickly, but there was a restrained smile on her lips. “We don’t get visitors. I’m excited to have you in Verisure.”I placed a hand over my chest, still feeling my racing heart as I tried to steady my breathing. “You can be excited without scaring me,” I replied, still breathless.She laughed, a light, almost childish sound that contrasted with the tension still lingering in the room. “I’ll try next time,” she said, tilting her head slightly before moving closer. Her eyes studied me carefully, as

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Ravok walked ahead, his posture straight, his shoulders tense beneath clothes still lightly stained with dirt. His slightly damp hair appeared darker beneath the colorful lighting. His eyes traveled slowly around the room, assessing it, as though nothing there truly impressed him.Darrow followed right behind him, more relaxed, although his clenched jaw revealed that something wasn’t entirely under control. Romeo, on the other hand, seemed to observe everything like a guard dog, his eyes attentive to every detail, as though absorbing each reaction around him.I felt my body stiffen without realizing it, the laughter still lingering inside me gradually fading. Beside me, Madalena also fell silent.Then Ravok found me.It wasn’t immediate—but when it happened, it was direct. His gaze remained on me long enough to make the rest of the hall disappear, as though all the noise had been muffled at once. And he didn’t look away as he approached. The sound of his boots against the floor grew

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Darrow brought the glass to his lips without hurry, leaning lazily back in his chair as he took a long sip of wine. The gesture seemed casual, but there was something calculated in the way he watched the table over the rim of the glass. “Family business, human.”Human.Not spoken as a description, but as a distance.My fingers tightened slightly around the stem of the glass as I lowered my eyes for a moment, feeling the discomfort slowly rise through my throat. I shouldn’t have asked. That was clear now from the immediate silence, the averted gazes, the way Madah had stopped moving completely beside me. Even Romeo, who until a few seconds earlier had seemed willing to turn any conversation into a provocation, had fallen silent.But it was Ravok who changed everything.I didn’t need to look immediately to feel his body stiffen beside me. His presence suddenly seemed to occupy more space, heavy, motionless, like a storm being forcibly contained.“I’m sorry,” I murmured, turning my face

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That irritated me.I walked over to the bed, pulled out one of the folded blankets, and carried it closer to the window. Then I grabbed a pillow without thinking much about what I was doing. Only when I tossed everything onto the floor did I realize that my hands were gripping the fabric far too tightly.I slowly spread the blanket across the floor, trying to ignore the ridiculous sense of humiliation growing inside me. It was better this way. Simpler. If I kept myself busy remembering that I was a human, just like all the humans Ravok imprisoned, I wouldn’t lose myself again.Ding.The elevator door opened behind me. I didn’t turn around immediately, but I felt his presence before I even heard his footsteps.“What does this mean?” Ravok’s voice carried across the penthouse.I remained kneeling on the floor for a moment, adjusting the pillow without hurry before finally lifting my eyes toward him.He was still wearing the same clothes stained with mud. Jeans, boots, and a black shirt

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I opened my mouth immediately, too offended to think before answering, but nothing came out.Ravok took another step toward me, and now there was so little space between us that I had to tilt my head slightly to hold his gaze.“You can hate me.” His voice came low against my skin, firm enough to capture my full attention. “You can give me poison to drink again. I. Will. Drink it.”My heart pounded.Ravok’s fingers closed around my arms before I could respond, and the next instant, he pulled me toward him with ease, making me lose my balance. The mattress sank beneath my body when he threw me onto the bed, the impact knocking the air from my lungs in a short breath.“Ravok...”He climbed on top of me before I could finish.His body settled between my legs, heavy and warm, trapping me without truly needing to use force. One hand remained firm against the side of my waist while the other supported his weight beside my head.Even covered in mud, Ravok still had that scent that was impossi

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