Master of Her Sins
“Nobody enters this room. Nobody takes what is yours. Do you hear me, Bela? Nobody.”
I looked into his eyes, seeing the boy who had bled for me in the rain and the Don who was preparing to marry for an empire.
“M-Mine…?” I asked, my voice wavering with so much pleasure and anger. “What’s mine, Seb?”
Seb’s eyes darkened. He grabbed my hand and pressed my palm against his chest, then slowly, he guided me down his swollen crotch.
“All of me…” he whispered, pressing my palm on his cock. “Even my soul, Bela.”