ELLIOT"Mercy, please! Mr. Vittorio… it’s… it’s the Duke! PLEASE, HAVE MERCY, YOUR GRACE!"One of the prisoners started screaming desperately as we passed, his voice carrying through the small iron-barred window on the heavy steel door.His cries triggered a chain reaction—a chorus of pleading voices. And yet, down here, there were barely ten prisoners left waiting for death."SHUT UP, YOU DAMN DOGS, OR I’LL KILL YOU ALL RIGHT NOW!" Vittorio bellowed, enraged.The sound of muffled sobs filled the air. I simply kept walking toward the door at the end of the corridor. The snap of a whip greeted me the moment Vittorio unlocked and pushed open the door.I stepped inside, my eyes adjusting instantly to the dim candlelight flickering against the stone walls.Strapped to a wooden X-shaped frame was the man who had once been my most trusted aide. His head hung low, his clothes reduced to shreds, barely clinging to his battered body. Open wounds bled freely across his skin.I hadn’t even seen
KATHERINEI took a long, hot bath after nearly frying my brain trying to memorize that strange spell. I repeated the words over and over in my mind.They felt odd, yet at the same time, they awakened something deep and alive in my chest. I feared it and, at the same time, craved it.When I stepped out of the bathroom, I was surprised to find two maids waiting for me with a change of clothes."What are you doing here?" I asked, tightening my robe and swiftly but discreetly walking toward the vanity."Mrs. Prescott sent us to assist you with all your needs, Your Ladyship," one of them replied with an outwardly respectful tone behind me.My fingers went to the round wooden knob, and I pulled the small drawer of the vanity outward, making sure it was still locked.Cold sweat ran down my back at the mere thought of someone discovering the little notebook I had hidden there for a moment.I needed to be more careful."I don’t want attendants. You may leave and never enter my room again witho
KATHERINEI squeeze it in my hand, feeling a tingling sensation, my mind sharper; the words pour out like an uncontrollable river.I close my eyes and focus on them. In the darkness of my mind, a small spark ignites, rare golden flashes. I try to take control of them.They're moving! They dance in my consciousness like playful children made of light.A crazy idea crosses my mind—I try to guide that primordial magic, letting it flow from my neck to my heart and then through the veins stretching down my right arm to my hand, where I clutch the powders.I'm doing it!Sweat beads on my forehead, my breathing turns heavy; it's harder than I imagined, but I persevere…"Zyrelin talyra anithor… Zyrelin talyra anithor…" I repeat the incantation in my mind over and over.I clench my teeth, my vision blurs, a wave of dizziness crashes into my senses, and my temples throb…Damn it! Come on, work, work!"Zyrelin talyra anithor… Zyrelin talyra anithor… anithor, anithor!"—Ah, sshhh! —I let out a mu
ELLIOTI clenched my teeth, trying to steady my breathing.Damn it, I didn’t know if I could resist this temptation—her hot mouth sucking me, licking me, giving me such a delicious blowjob that I was right at the edge.I fought against the wild urge to thrust my hips up and fuck her throat.Her shameless, wet pussy rocked over my chest, soaking the short hairs.My nose… fuck, my sensitive nose inhaled the intense scent of her lust, her desire, listening to the erotic sounds of her mouth sucking my hard, trembling cock, her muffled moans.This woman was sweet torture, and it was taking half my life to hold back, but at the same time, this dark and lascivious game was driving me insane.How far did she plan to take this?I didn’t even stop to analyze the incredible discovery I had just made, and precisely because of that, I pretended.I want to uncover all her secrets now that she thinks she has me in her hands. I subtly clenched my fists against the sheets.The growls threatened to esc
ELLIOTThe hoarse scream that escaped from her slightly parted red lips, her lashes fluttering as she tilted her head back in pure ecstasy.The liquid spilling, drenching my cock, and the tight, hot, delicious massage around my shaft made it clear—my Duchess had reached her peak.I didn’t take long to follow her.“Nmmm…” I shut my eyes, furrowing my brows.A muffled moan slipped from my throat; I barely managed to suppress it as my balls tightened violently, releasing thickly inside my woman’s depths.Mine. Because she had given herself to me. Because I wasn’t going to let her go. Because this female satisfied me and filled my soul in a way I had never experienced before.Something warm spilled from inside her, at the very point where our bodies were joined, soothing my inner beast, taming my murderous instincts, leaving only deep, consuming feelings toward her.The need to keep her by my side—forever. To dominate her and, at the same time, give her everything.I heard her gasping; we
KATHERINEI stretched lazily in bed. My thighs protested a little, and my still-drowsy mind recalled the reason for the discomfort.I could still feel the delicious tingling from those vigorous thrusts.Of course, my legs ached—I had ridden the Duke like a cowgirl on a mechanical bull, and what a bull I had gotten.I smiled a little, staring at the ceiling above me.I really was shameless.Still, I had to make sure I had the opportunity to seduce Elliot properly because he wasn’t a fool. And if I ended up pregnant "out of thin air," he might think I had cheated on him with someone else.When I sat up on the mattress, I suddenly felt a sharp pang in my chest.I placed my hand over my heart, which was pounding furiously.Something had changed.I felt stronger, somehow… more powerful… I don’t know… It was the sensation of that magical energy coursing through my veins.Was this because I had cast my first spell? That had to be it… or maybe it was because I had made love to Elliot?I wasn’
ELLIOTThey left a moment later. There is no doubt in my mind that Lavinia is Katherine’s daughter.Rossella never treated her that way; in fact, she seemed to hate the little girl."Katherine," I murmured under my breath, savoring her name. I longed to call her that openly.I need to find the right moment, but first...Knock, knock, knock.The sound of knocking pulls me from my thoughts."Come in," I say as I move around my desk, hearing Vittorio step inside just as I take my seat."Your Lordship, I’ve brought the morning reports," he says, handing me the documents.Sometimes I still struggle to believe Wallace betrayed me."He hasn’t confessed anything yet?" I ask, my face twisting with anger."No, sir. No matter the torture, he still insists he didn’t do it. His daughter... I’ve already sent for her to be brought to the capital," he explains, but my eyes remain fixed on the report about the south."So my spy has contacted the support? Everything went as planned?"He confirms that i
KATHERINEThe carriage moved through the bustling streets.I couldn’t stop looking through the sheer curtain at the people passing by, watching the lively sway of the night markets.The air was thick with festivity. It was my first time visiting these lands, outside of Everhart’s Duchy and the territories of other nobles.Suddenly, we came to a halt, perhaps because something was blocking the carriage’s path.My attention fell on a pair of lovers standing in front of a trinket stall.The man looked like a farm laborer, his skin tanned by the sun, but his face bore the foolish expression of a man hopelessly in love as he gazed at the petite woman beside him.He picked up a few pendants, trying them on her.The woman looked embarrassed, and then he whispered something in her ear, leaning in so close that it made her smile and blush like a tomato.I sighed wistfully.I had always been a hopeless romantic—so much so that a few sweet words and tender gestures were all it took for me to fal