Steamy Chronicles collections
PART ONE:
The prince's chambers smelled of sandalwood and frustration. Duy Nam had been patient—too patient—with his new bride, Ánh Nguyệt. Court-bred, virginal, shy beneath her silks.
Every night, the same demure resistance, the same whispered excuses.
Tonight, he'd had enough.
He tossed the book onto the bed beside her, its pages splayed open to an illustration of a woman arched beneath a man, his cock buried deep inside her.