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In fact, they had wanted constant compliments, numerous baubles, and my undivided attention. Based upon Sky’s reasons for being here, what she hopes to gain, what she seeks from marriage, she should seek to be spoiled more than any woman I have ever known. But she had been covered in dust and cobwebs, with grime on her face and hands. Something is wrong with me for finding that so incredibly sensual. Wives of rich CEOs do not crawl about in the muck. Yet she had seemed comfortable with it. Who is Sky Sinclair Archer? A bit late to be wondering that, old chap.

"Anyway, whatever you need, just tell me, Sir. No need to be shy. Please excuse me, I'm going to the kitchen." After the housekeeper left, Aslan sighed deeply. He really didn't understand Skylar. All of his actions were too complicated, like a puzzle. * Meanwhile, Skylar went to the doctor again that day. After being caught masturbating while thinking about Aslan, he felt that his behaviour was dangerous. He had also almost raped Aslan when he was in a rut. This was not like him at all. Skylar admitted that he was attracted to Aslan, though he could not clearly define the nature of his attraction. However, he felt that his attraction to Aslan was excessive and dangerous. He was obsessed with

Heavy. Dominant. Lethal. Aria didn’t have to turn to know. But she did anyway. And there he was. Not the man from the balcony. Not the one who had almost broken in front of her. This was something else entirely. The Alpha King. Unrestrained. His eyes burned—not just with anger—but something far darker. Something merciless. “You shouldn’t have touched what’s mine.” His voice wasn’t loud. But it carried. Like death. The assassin coughed, blood spilling from their lips—but they were still smiling.

He pointed at the romance book Sky was reading before dragging her into my room. "A friend," Arthur stood up angrily. "Isn't she your secretary?" he snapped. I don't have to explain myself to you, Arthur. It's my life.—I snapped, then his gaze shifted behind me. I turned around, finding Sky standing there, I'd told her to stay in the fucking room. "Hey, I'm going for a run." She looked at Arthur's hand and saw her underwear. Sky had changed into workout clothes. Arthur shook his head. "I'm Arthur" he introduced himself, "Arthur Jenkin, Xander's brother," he said, and her eyes widened.

This Mason feels like a monster. "It is incredibly funny that you think you can tell me what to do, princess." My eyes snap to his, " Do not call me that." " Or what? May I remind you that I will call you anything I damn well please." I fold my arms, staring him down. Heat fills his gaze as they rove over me, "You lost the right to call me anything you damn well please a year ago. I am not yours anymore, Mason Lachlan. You do not exercise any rights over me."

Skyler was slightly astonished. Before he could speak, his companions’ interest was piqued. The impudent-looking young man with the arrogant gaze spoke. “What a joke! Don’t you know who Skyler’s father is? You’re asking him to apologize to you? Who do you think you are?” Kayson ignored him, but Skyler could feel his heart racing in the meantime. It was because Kayson did not look like an outwardly strong but an inwardly weak type of person.

“I can’t wait for you to claim me too.” He pushes himself into me and groans. “When I become king, certain rules won’t matter anymore. I can do whatever I want.” I frown at his words but don’t think much about what they mean. Perhaps, he’s talking about claiming me in every which way possible. I blush at my own dirty thoughts just as my father’s deep voice invades my head. ‘Come to my throne room with Alpha Benjamin. I have terrible news.’

Valentino: "You should ask Raquel that question, what does she want with me instead. I believe since you're her father, and you raised her, you should know exactly why does super obsessed with me." I replied, refraining myself from saying anything concerning Audrey at the moment. He cleared his throat loudly. Behind that smile he gave, I could tell he was fucking angry and only wanted to have Mr dead, but that was impossible . I was a Lycan, way different from their kinds and I had been considered an outcast in the past until I rose up power with a pack of my own. I do things on my own, and I don't go according to their plans.

I said it “And so?” What? Did he just say that? How arrogant. “What do you mean by that, Lycan King?” “I should direct that question to you. Why do you think you can come here to question my judgment?” I was furious! Who does he think he is “As long as I am one of your subjects, I can tell you when you are not ruling well. When your arrogance is getting the better of you” He stood up then and came up to me, his facial expression firm.

“I will kill her and her child. And if I find out that you or your wife were part of her lies, I’ll kill both of you as well. If not, I’ll strip you of your title. You’ll live, but as nothing more than a disgraced man.” Donovan shot to his feet, his face red with anger. “What nonsense is this? What guarantee do I have that you won’t sabotage the results?” I stood, my towering presence silencing him instantly. “A Lycan King does not stoop to the level of his lowly subjects,” I said coolly. “Subjects?” His voice wavered. “How dare you call me a lowly subject.” Before I could respond, Marielle stormed into the room, her mother trailing behind her.