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His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 54. However I could
VIOLETAs I sat in the car next to Cole, the weight of the unknown hung heavily in the air. The suffocating silence pressed down on me, making me more aware of the strange air that surrounded us since he announced in front of everyone that he was going to fulfil a promise made to me. My thoughts were a swirling chaos, each one vying for my attention as I grappled with the uncertainty of what lay ahead as the way he had looked at me refused to leave my mind, and I was sure something will change tonight. What? I did not have any idea, which was the reason every cell in my body felt unsure and nervous.As our small town passed in a blur, doubts gnawed at the edges of my mind, casting shadows on everything I knew about the dynamics between us where he always put my emotions and wants first when it came to the physical or sexual aspect of our relationship. But when this time he asked me to give him tonight, to let him have this... I knew it was his way of asking for control and in return h
His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 55. I am nervous
VIOLET.WE TOOK A tour of the cottage with my hand in his and put our bags in the bedroom that appeared to be a spare one as the master bedroom had personal knickknacks that belonged to mom and dad. As far as I knew this place was a sanctuary to mom and dad, and except them no one comes to stay here but Dad sent us here which I took as a fortune that no one was bestowed upon. Cole squeezed my hand and I turned to face him. Brushing a soft kiss on the back of my hand, he said, “Why don't you change and freshen up, I will start to prepare the dinner.”I nodded. And as he started to walk out, I stopped him, “Cole...” When his eyes met mine, I said, “I want this to work.” A soft smile touched the corner of his lips and he nodded. “Me too, princess.”When I was alone, I glanced around the bedroom. A plush, queen-sized bed took most of the space and it appeared inviting as it was adorned with crisp, white linens, its headboard a hand-carved masterpiece, hinting at the cottage’s history. S
His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 56. My first too
VIOLETCOLE guided me to the other side of the kitchen counter and pushed me down to sit on one of the wooden chairs that surrounded the small, round, dining table. He turned around and then after finding what he was searching for he came back and put a glass on the middle of the table then inserted a candle in it before lighting it. I met his eyes above the candle flame and he said, “Just one more thing.” Then, I watched as he turned the lights off, except the one in the kitchen so he could finish cooking.I sat there, entranced and feeling the flutters in my stomach. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He navigated the kitchen, so confident and sure, and looked so hot doing it. I imagined a future with him like this, in the quiet nights where he’d cook in the kitchen but in my imagination I wasn’t alone. The table was filled with our beautiful children yelling for their Daddy to hurry with the food. I swallowed and looked away to the flickering candlelight on the table. A few moments
His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 57. Fûck the lines....
Some lines are meant to be erased so you could draw the new ones. Just like some rules that should be broken because they are weathered and unprecedented from old age and not suitable to the present. ~ A. Gupta .VIOLETI was so nervous but the heat inside me was simmering, making me hot and bothered, especially from the look in his eyes and the way he wasn’t asking or making efforts to come out gentle with me when in the past he always did. I was seeing this for the first time where Cole wasn’t behaving or treating me like I was made of glass, instead he was looking at me like I was everything he needed to quench his thirst with and how he’d like to bend me to his will, turn me into his willing partner who’ll let him do anything and let out his hunger in any way.The thought filled me with apprehension but a part of me was also waiting to see what he’ll do next, where this night was going, and I couldn't deny it but his rough voice with demanding tone was dripping warmth into my vei
His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 58. M.I.N.E.
It's going to be downright filthy between these two and it might also make you look at the chocolate a little differently. You've been warned..VIOLETI never thought that softness could be so cruel that it will hurt but it was hurting me and it was unbearable. Cole brushed his lips down along my throat, placing feather light kisses and licking where my pulse thrummed. When I whimpered and squirmed, he lifted his head and his dark brown eyes met mine. “I am just starting, princess, you’ll have to wait more and obey me more.” I jerked my head up and down in a nod. He smiled, a teasing smile as he added, “Don’t release your hold or I will stop.”I opened my mouth but he shook his head. “No words, unless you want me to stop.” I shook my head, too quickly, and he chuckled, “Good.” He sat up and picked up the bowl he had brought earlier. “Now, time for our dessert.”“Dess—” I ended up on a squeal as he tipped the bowl side ways and in seconds I was covered in vanilla fondue. “Cole!”“Hus
His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 59. Forever?
COLENestled along the serene lakeside, the small cottage had a cozy warm feeling to it. And surrounded with a lush blanket of trees it was alluring with us beautiful landscape, beckoning you to spend more peaceful nights inside it. And I understood why Mr Carter loved to escape here with Mrs Carter. Because I could imagine myself with Violet here, far away from the regular life, just in a cocoon of our own just like we were right now.Its exterior wore a weathered patina, as if time itself had embraced the dwelling. Soft, weathered wooden panels adorned the walls, painted in muted hues of cream and moss green, blending harmoniously with the natural surroundings. A quaint porch extended from the front where a couple of folded chair waited to be used. It was picture perfect and inviting to anyone who happened upon it. And not far from where we walked, with Violet’s hand tucked in mine, the lake’s gentle waves lapped against the shore, serenading with their soothing melody and beyond i
His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 60. A Prince
VIOLETI STEPPED out of the car and slipped my arm in Cole’s waiting one. As soon as I had agreed to meet his parents, he had given me exactly twenty minutes to get ready and all the while he was on his phone. And when I'd come out in the living room, and tied my heels, he’d disappeared into the bedroom and had come out dressed in a pair of black slacks and white shirt, looking like he had been all prepared even before I even suggested to meet his parents. Like it was all his plan from the very beginning. But I didn’t have time to dwell on it as I looked up at the building in front of me.“Your father owns this?” I asked, my voice coming out small and unsure as I looked at the high rise building in front of me.“Yeah.” He answered, adjusting the suit jacket that he had pulled out from the backseat. I glanced at him and signed when words seemed to stuck in my throat, 'I thought we were supposed to meet them in a casual restaurant, not in this grand hotel. And you told me to wear anyth
His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 61. New beginning
VIOLETThe rest of the dinner went pretty well, unlike Cole’s father who put me on edge many times in the short time, his mother was absolutely sweet. She reminded me of Bree, open and kind, ready with a welcoming smile. Or maybe, she was just drunk.Cole leaned into me and asked softly, “Are you okay, princess?” I gave him a nod, pleased and feeling so fortunate to have him by my side, grateful to the fact that in the last twenty minutes he had already asked me if I was okay or not for at least four times. He was so considerate. He questioned, “Do you want to get out of here?”I looked at him in surprise as I whispered, “We can?”“Of course.” With that, he grabbed my hand and didn’t even give me a second to be ready as he stood up and announced. “We are leaving, I have other places to take Violet to.”“But the dessert?” His mother said, almost pouting.His father wrapped an arm around his mother’s shoulder and said, “Let him go, sweetheart. He will come again.” I knew the last senten
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His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 106. Thankyou for the gift, princess
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His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 105. A surprise
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His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 104 So fûcking beautiful
VIOLETI stared at my husband as he pulled on his suit jacket while standing in front of the floor length mirror. I was on the bed, lacing my heels but the picture my handsome husband painted was way to appealing to miss for anything. He looked edible enough to eat in the black shirt and black slacks. We were getting ready to go for dinner in the city with his uncle and as much as I wanted to rest and sleep for a bit to get rid of the jetlag I wanted to go out into the city more. “My eyes are up here, princess.”With a smile curving my lips, I looked up to meet his sherry eyes as he turned around to face me. I pursed my lips and with a teasing tone replied, “But that tushie is too impressive to not appreciate it.”“Is it, now?” He murmured as he walked toward me. I nodded and smiled when he brushed a kiss on my cheek and then crouched down in front of me to tie the laces of my heels.When he looked up, I cupped his cheeks and kissed him slowly. We hadn’t had séx for obvious medical r
His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 103. Group chat
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His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2) 102. To Italy
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