Empire Of Desire 소설 & 이야기

She’d always known there was more to him, but she’d never known she’d be craving more of him. Emily’s eyes fell to his lap. Her throat tightened. Scott caught her gaze. “It’s all yours if you want it,” Scott said. The words instantly shot sensation throughout her body. They unlocked a feeling she didn’t know she had. A feral, uncontrollable, hungry desire. She just wanted to devour him. Emily approached Scott’s desk and moved around to his chair. They locked gazes. The intense vibration of desire was the only thing between them. Emily pushed Scott gently. He landed in the chair.

She read it on a book when she was bored. Apparently, in the east of Larin Continent, there was an empire named Gera. Four hundred years ago, the Gera Empire was governed by the Heisse Imperial Family. However, the current emperor that time was a lecherous man that had thousands of concubines. It didn’t matter if it was a male or female, noble or commoner. As long as it was fair and beautiful, the emperor would forcefully take them into the Palace. That’s why a lot of citizens that were fair and beautiful forced to blacken their skins or purposefully put a scar on their faces just to avoid to caught the attention of the emperor.

But it was the look on his face that truly undid me, half predator, half worshipper, like he couldn't decide whether to drop to his knees or pin me to the bed, and then I saw it. The unmistakable bulge in his pants. Thick, heavy, and straining. Oh, goddess. “Were you—” I tried to speak, my voice a trembling, ragged mess. “How long have you been—” “Long enough,” he said, voice thick like smoke dragged over coals. My cheeks went up in flames. But shame couldn’t outrun desire. My core pulsed again, freshly raw. My thighs trembled. I could still smell myself in the room, sweet, slick, and filthy.

That's how Debora managed to disconnect from her mother's life, she left there in search of an adventure with a demon, that's how she discovered the debauchery of the flames, Andaluz was perfect. The exchanges of couples in that mansion were so intense, in which the men were lost in their own pleasures, their games of seduction, in which everyone there was exchanging with these women, who were succubae, incubi involved in their games. All these people were sexy to anyone who came looking for them, there was no way they could refuse. Using lust as the force of his brutally mysterious desires, of great and countless secrets the size of his ego... in which another part of him thought about his

I wish I could say the same in our Empire. “In the short time that I was here, I experienced the power struggle in our empire. I had to step in and help them. Could you believe that our Empress wanted to poison the Emperor so she could let his son be the Emperor and then she’d just control him? Everything began to go crazy.” I told her. She held my hand tight and I looked up at her to meet her gaze.

The New World Emperor nodded and said to Florian, “I can feel your sincerity and loyalty.” As he spoke, the New World Emperor could not divert his eyes away upon laying eyes on both Yvonne and Monica. In truth, both Yvonne and Monica were goddesses that even the Emperor with so many mistresses could not help but sighed. Both of them were like fairies with much better faces and bodies in comparison to the Empress. The New World Emperor slowly rose as he stepped down and walked in front of the Cult Mistress and Yvonne. The New World Emperor nodded after admiring them closely. He could no longer control himself as he lifted a finger and touched Yvonne’s face before squeezed her chin. He then we

“You think I’m asking.” Her smile sharpened. There it is. The leash he didn’t realize he had handed her. Desire. No man in history had ever carried it without eventually being led by it. For a heartbeat, she thought of Damian,of the intensity in his eyes when she pressed him to the wall of his own office, of Lydia’s quiet, simmering fire that refused to be extinguished. Her empire was fragile, balanced on lies, secrecy, and seduction. Samuel could tip it with a single reckless act. But not if she tied his hunger to her.

"I look forward to it, Victor." Dax turned and pulled open the heavy door, stepping back into the dim hallway of the club. As the door closed behind him, Dax paused in the quiet corridor, taking a long, deep breath to clear his lungs of Victor’s scent. The cold, calculated satisfaction inside his chest burned brighter than ever. He’s taking the bait, Julian thought, his fingers brushing the serpent tattoo on his collarbone. He will tear down his own empire just to touch my skin. "Did he take it?"

But now - everything was disappearing from her, and all she wanted was to sink into the ground and disappear. Because she couldn’t say no. It was her duty to obey, without question, without hesitation - “No. But I want her to keep me company today.” The wave of relief that flooded through her felt like fire and ice at once, and she thought her chest was going to tear open. She didn’t even mind that he’d just demanded her company as if she were an escort. “I have a trained harem for that,” drawled the Emperor. “They’d be much better. Or you can try the unbroken ones if that’s what you prefer?”

Fierce, desperate, and all-consuming. His empire, his fortune—none of it mattered. He’d burn it all down for her. She had shattered his perfectly ordered life, leaving chaos and wildfire in her wake. The passion between them was forbidden, unstoppable, and as dangerous as the enemies closing in. He didn’t just crave her. He would risk everything—his future, his sanity, his very soul—for the woman who had become his greatest desire. * * * * Chapter 1 SADIE