Things are getting intense for our leads. Fingers crossed that Tae keeps their secret. Also, forgive me for the cliffhangers. Hehe! I can’t deny I enjoy them though, for I love keeping you all on the edge of your seats! :)
"They all witnessed us exchange that overblown French kiss this evening. If Taehyung does decide to share what he thinks he saw, they'll be more inclined to believe his version of events after that little display,” Emmeline murmured absently.Her eyes shone with the depths of her lingering fear and uncertainty as she turned to face him fully. "I'm still not convinced we can simply trust that Taehyung will remain silent, despite your attempts to reassure me. I don't like the idea of our fate being in someone else's hands like this."Zavian shifted until they were toe-to-toe, his palms cradling her face as he stared down at her with an intensity that made her feel cherished and protected despite the circumstances."I understand your trepidation, little girl. If I were in your position, I'd be feeling just as apprehensive and afraid. Your relationship with Taehyung is still relatively new and superficial - you haven't had the chance to truly get to know him or what kind of man he is."Emm
Emmeline was only vaguely aware of the sounds of Richard's return much later that night, feigning sleep until his presence faded from her consciousness entirely.What felt like mere moments later, she was jolted back into wakefulness by the harsh grip of his hands clamped around her shoulders, shaking her roughly."Wake up, Emmeline!" Richard's gruff voice barked in her ear. "It's already past ten - we have an appointment to keep with the others at the sauna in half an hour!"Groaning softly, Emmeline allowed her eyes to flutter open as she shrugged his hands away with a mumbled protest. "I'm awake already, Richard. There's no need to jostle me like I'm in a coma."She thought he'd heeded her words when his hands fell away from her shoulders, but the resounding crack of his palm against her backside made her bolt upright with a strangled yelp of shock and pain."I said wake up!" He snarled with a dangerous combination of impatience and displeasure. "Not lounge about like a lazy trollop
The descent to the ground floor was a tense affair, every shadow seeming to harbor potential witnesses to her clandestine rendezvous. But the corridors remained blissfully deserted, allowing her to reach the cable car station without incident.Zavian stood alone amid the milling crowds, his dashing physique encased in a long black coat that he'd left casually unbuttoned.Emmeline's breath hitched at the sight of him."Mr. Blackthorn!" she called out to announce her presence.Zavian’s ruggedly handsome features softened into an achingly tender smile. "Little girl.”They closed the distance between them in a few strides. His arms band around her slender frame, crushing her against the solid wall of his chest in a fierce, yearning embrace."You don't know how I've been dying to hold you again," he said, nuzzling the crown of her head through the soft fabric of her hat. "It feels like an eternity since yesterday."Emmeline stiffened at first with lingering trepidation over their risky trys
Emmeline's eyes flew wide at Zavian's bold suggestion. "Have you lost your mind, sir?" she gasped, whipping her head toward the panoramic window to gaze out at the clouds drifting lazily by.She turned back to pin him with a furrowed, incredulous stare. "You can't seriously expect me to...to ride you and rock your manhood while we're hanging suspended in midair!"She made a move as if to pull away, only to be thwarted by the iron band of the fingers still wrapped possessively around her throat. "The gondola is dangling from a cable in the sky, for heaven's sake!"Zavian's lips twitched with wry amusement, his thumb skimming the thundering pulse at the base of her neck. "It was merely a spontaneous suggestion, little one. The decision is entirely yours."He relaxed his hold when noticed her brief panic had subsided, letting his palm trace a winding route over the thin column of her throat. "You're the sole culprit responsible for my current...condition. You know my penchant for indulgin
They wandered for several minutes until they reached a secluded alcove tucked away from prying eyes, the pristine snowbanks blanketing the area completely undisturbed.No sooner had Zavian released her hand than Emmeline whirled around, bending to scoop up a handful of fresh snow. She molded it into a tightly compacted sphere before whipping around and pelting him squarely in the chest.Her laughter rang out in bright, crystalline peals. "You want to declare war on me again, old man?" she taunted, taking a few steps back as she cupped her hands behind her back in a mockery of innocence.Zavian's expression remained impassive, but the glint of challenge sparking to life in his eyes gave away his amusement at her playful antics. "I'll have you know, I may be way older than you in age only - I'm still serious as a heart attack when it comes to defending my honor."He bent at the waist and scooped up a thick mass of snow, using quick, economical movements to compress and shape it into a co
Emmeline's brows shot upward in surprise but quickly complied. She plunged her hand into the heavy wool to found something long and slender nestled in the depths. Her eyes were flaming with sheer shock as she gripped it tightly and pulled it free."You...you brought a carrot?" she gasped. "I can't believe you actually thought to bring a carrot, like you knew I'd want to build a snowman!"Zavian's lips curved ever so slightly. "It's quite simple to anticipate your behavior, little one. Especially when it comes to such childishly whimsical pursuits."Emmeline ducked her head to hide her cheeks flushing a brilliant red. "I suppose I should feel bad for being so predictable," she murmured. "But I'm mostly just relieved you care enough to indulge me like this."Zavian's hand was on her cheek before she could respond, sending a lovely thrill of feeling down her spine with the coldness of his fingers.Emmeline instinctively leaned into his touch, her lashes sweeping down to veil her eyes."It
The raw vulnerability in Zavian’s confession left Emmeline breathless.She swallowed hard, searching for words amid the whirlwind of emotions threatening to consume her whole.Zavian lifted her chin with his fingertip and held her gaze again in an uncompromising snare. "You are one of the warmest, most caring souls I've ever encountered in my long, miserable life. The fact that you've even deigned to bestow a modicum of affection on a cold-hearted jerk like me is a miracle."Emmeline's fingers curled around his wrists and made a half-hearted attempt to dislodge his grip. But Zavian was utterly unmoving."You would make an incredible mother - quite possibly the most loving, attentive parent a child could ever hope for. It won't be difficult in the slightest for you to nurture and cherish a baby. You were well made for it, little girl."Emmeline's arms fell limply to her sides, all the fight draining from her in a rush as she sagged forward with a dejected sigh. "Then why won't you even
The two simply stood there for several endless moments, trading secret smiles and losing themselves in the depths of each other's eyes. It was Zavian who finally broke the spell, giving a curt nod toward the half-finished snowman standing silent vigil nearby."You appear to have forgotten one rather crucial detail," he murmured with the barest hint of a smirk lurking at the corners of his mouth.Emmeline blinked, momentarily thrown by the abrupt shift in conversation before realization bloomed. Twisting in his embrace, she cast an appraising look over their snow creation and her eyes morphed comically when she registered the distinct lack of anything resembling a nose."Oh, you poor thing! How could I have overlooked something so vital?"Digging into the pocket of her heavy coat, she produced a plump, bright orange carrot with a triumphant flourish. Carefully, she maneuvered the makeshift nose into place right in the center of the snowman's face, smiling with immense satisfaction as sh
“Your Majesty. It’s Cara.” A soft, feminine voice whispered, barely carrying across the lavish bedroom. “I’ve come as summoned.”Zavian didn’t turn. His focus stayed locked on Emmeline, on the fragile rise and fall of her chest and the pale strain in her face.The cords in his neck tightened as fury simmered like a storm restrained by threadbare control.Then he moved.The shift was subtle but it sent a chill rippling through the air.Slowly, he rose to his full height and turned to face the person near the door.Cara froze when Zavian’s eyes landed on her, and whatever words she meant to say died in her throat.His glare burned into her with blistering intensity… with an unspoken warning passed with a single look.“Keep my mate safe. Or you’ll understand what true destruction feels like!”Cara gave a quick, frightened nod. She dared not meet his eyes again.The air shifted once more when the door opened behind her. This time, the presence that filled the room carried a different energ
"Home," Zavian replied, a new warmth entering his voice. His hand moved to stroke her hair gently. "Our home."Seeing the confusion in her eyes, he elaborated. "Not the estate you're thinking of. This is different. We're in another realm entirely."His voice took on a note of reverence. "This is my true homeland, the place I was born. A world parallel to the one you know but governed by different laws and energies."Emmeline's eyes widened in surprise and wonder. Throughout their relationship, Zavian had hinted at his otherworldly origins, but she had never fully understood what that meant.The reality of it… that she had crossed between dimensions was almost too much to process in her weakened state.Instinctively, she tried to sit up, wanting to see more of this new world, but the movement sent sharp pain lancing through her body.Emmeline gasped, falling back against the pillows."Careful now," Zavian was quick to move one hand to support her head while the other rested lightly on h
Emmeline's eyes fluttered open to a bright light that streamed through tall windows.She squinted, allowing her vision to adjust gradually while trying to make sense of her surroundings.Her body felt as though it had endured a tremendous ordeal. Every muscle ached, every joint protested, and a profound weakness permeated her entire being.The pain was particularly intense from her waist down, radiating in waves that made movement seem like an impossible feat.Her limbs felt disconnected from her commands, heavy and unresponsive despite her mental efforts to move them.Emmeline felt an unusual sensation in her left hand after several moments of disorientation and she managed to lift it slightly into her field of vision with considerable effort.An intravenous line had been inserted into her vein, connected to a clear bag of fluid hanging from a sleek medical stand positioned beside her bed.Emmeline blinked slowly, allowing her gaze to wander around her.The room was surprisingly spaci
The room seemed to grow darker and heavier.It suddenly went dead quiet. Not peaceful quiet… the kind of silence that crushes your lungs and makes your skin crawl.The fire that had danced so merrily before had withered to pathetic embers, their feeble orange glow mocking the darkness closing in.Frost slithered up the walls like hungry fingers turning their sanctuary into a tomb.Emmeline trembled violently beneath Zavian, her heart hammering against her ribs. Not from the biting cold, but from the terrifying wrongness radiating from the man she loved.His touch—God, his touch had transformed completely. Those hands that once traced her skin with reverence now moved with mechanical precision like a puppeteer yanking invisible strings.His eyes kept fracturing before her, flashing between the current molten gold, blood-red, obsidian like the very abyss and a silver so bright it hurt to look at.Each transformation felt like a knife twisting in her gut, screaming the truth she couldn't
Emmeline’s chest rose and fell in uneven waves, still trembling from the aftershocks of everything he had unleashed within her.Her skin glistened with sweat and every inch of her painted in the memory of his touch.The raw and soul-rending pain had receded at last, melting into something distant, hazy… almost dreamlike.Whatever Zavian had done to her... It was like a balm to her broken edges, a breath of cool air after drowning in a sea of fire.She blinked slowly, eyes dazed and glassy as the sensations gradually settled into her bones.Her lungs dragged in air hungrily, as though she had finally surfaced after being submerged in a flame licking at every nerve and every thought.A sweet, dizzying relief coursed through her veins, loosening the tight coil of agony that had gripped her since the moment he claimed her.Her fingers curled weakly against his chest. “That’s it? Have I truly lost my virginity?” she whispered, dazed, as though she hadn’t just been wrecked beyond repair.A d
Emmeline felt as though her entire being was being shattered, only to be reforged in the same breath again and again in an endless, excruciating cycle.Her body was no longer her own. It was his canvas, his battlefield, and his altar all at once.Pain seared through her hot and unrelenting, blurring the lines between agony and ecstasy until she couldn’t tell them apart. Her brain felt liquified, scrambled, as if it were melting beneath the weight of every thrust, every stretch… every unrelenting claim.Black spots flickered at the corners of her vision like cinders floating in smoke, and her breath came in shallow, desperate gasps.She could no longer see Zavian clearly save for the gleam of his eyes and the heat of his penis pounding into her in a savage branding.Every brutal snap of his hips sent her body lurching forward, sent her spine arching in protest and raw need, only to be wrenched back again before she could even catch her breath.There was no mercy in his rhythm only relen
A guttural growl rumbled through Zavian’s chest as her slick walls clamped around him, struggling to accommodate his size.The stretch was unbearable for Emmeline. Her body trembled beneath his weight and her breath came in shallow gasps as she adjusted to the brutal invasion.“You’re so tight.” Zavian’s gaze lingered, devouring every expression that flickered across her face.“I’m fine so far,” Emmeline struggled to articulate her thoughts, squeezing her eyes tightly shut as she struggled to contain the tears that threatened to spill. Yet, the way her nails dug into his skin revealed the truth behind her facade.Zavian clenched his teeth so tightly that the sound reverberated through the room, evidence of his struggle for control. He thrust deeper, inch by inch, splitting her open but paused when a sharp cry tore from her throat and her back arching in protest.“It hurts… fuck, it hurts so bad,” Emmeline choked out in a voice cracked and broken, trembling with the rawness of it.Her b
Zavian’s grip tightened on Emmeline’s shoulder as he captured her lips in a fierce, possessive kiss.His tongue slipped into her mouth, demanding, tasting, claiming her as his own.Emmeline was too numb with pleasure to resist—not that she wanted to.Their mouths moved in a synchronized dance.Emmeline breath caught in the moment as his taste lingered on her lips, mingling with the remnants of her own essence that he had just devoured.She traced her fingertips over his chest, teasing the taut peaks of his nipples.Zavian let out a deep, guttural groan that sent her already oversensitized body quivering. His saliva trickled down her throat, laced with her arousal and setting her senses ablaze. Zavian finally released her, just as she was on the brink of breathlessness and fainting.“What do you think of your food?” he murmured.Emmeline licked the taste of her from his lips. She hesitated before scoffing lightly. “Either you’re exaggerating, or I’ve lost my sense of taste because I do
A tremor ran through Emmeline at his words and his tongue swirling around her aching bud. She gripped the sheets tighter, desperate to ground herself against the pleasure consuming her."Zavian," she whispered breathlessly. "You always know how to push me to the edge."Another strangled moan ripped from her throat when his tongue flicked over her clit.Zavian groaned in response, the vibrations sending another surge of pleasure through her."You're driving me mad," he rasped before sucking her into his mouth, drawing her deep, consuming her essence like a man starved.“Oh, Zavian!” A sharp cry escaped Emmeline. She writhed beneath him, every nerve in her body igniting like wildfire as her thighs quivering around his head."If only you could see what I see," Zavian mused. "How your folds swell for me, how they burn with need. Your lips don’t need rouge, love… their blush is natural, painted just for me."His gaze remained locked on hers, dark and filled with something primal. "You're be