Between heaven & hell (The kingdoms #1)

Between heaven & hell (The kingdoms #1)

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Cedric Allistair A knight's loyalty belongs to the crown. Not to a girl with starlight in her laugh and dirt on her hands. I learned that the hard way. War forged me into something unrecognizable. Duty chained me to a throne that was never meant to be hers. If she knew the truth, she would never forgive me. So I let her believe I chose power over her. It is easier to be hated than to watch her die. - Jane Hawthorne He promised me forever beneath the castle's ancient oak. Now forever belongs to a princess. I scrub blood from palace floors while they prepare for a royal wedding. I swallow jealousy like poison. I pretend I do not remember the way he once whispered my name like a vow. He returned from war a hero. But he left me behind like a memory he could not afford to keep. And I do not know what hurts more- Losing him... Or knowing I never truly had him.
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His gaze raked over her, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he drank in the sight of her trembling form. Dark locks cascaded down her back, a stark contrast to the pale skin of her neck, which seemed to beg for his touch. He reached up, fingers tangling in her hair as he yanked her head back, exposing the vulnerable column of her throat. His lips hovered inches from her pulse point, his breath hot enough to raise goosebumps along her skin. With his other hand, he grasped her hip possessively, pulling her flush against him. She could feel every hard plane of his body, the evidence of his desire pressing insistently against her stomach. "Anjali..." He purred, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "You're mine now, all mine. And I'm going to take my time claiming every part of you." He nipped at her earlobe before trailing open mouthed kisses down the side of her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. One hand slid up her side, cupping the swell of her breast through the thin fabric of her shirt. He captured her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her gasp as he hoisted her up effortlessly. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, the heat of her core pressing against his straining erection. "That's it, baby,"he growled against her mouth, grinding his hips into hers. "I can feel how much you need this, how badly you crave my cock splitting you open." He carried her to the nearby table, sweeping its contents to the floor with a crash. Laying her down on the cold surface, he settled between her thighs, the bulge of his arousal nestling perfectly against her clothed part. Marco with a Smirk"Now you will understand who owns you" ---- Marco D'peter X Mitra Anjali. Ice X Fire Ruthless X Soft Calm big husband X Angry Short wife She says" I hate you" He replies with a Smirk"No you don't" Kissed her forehead

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