The next morning at breakfast, Elva and I sat beside Susie and across from Veronica and Tiffany. The excitement with Terry’s capture seemed to be the popular topic for everyone else at the table, except for us. None of us seemed overly thrilled to ever mention Terry’s name ever again. At least, I
Soon, Elva got squirmy and Nicholas lowered her down. She rushed back to her toys and Nicholas came toward Charlotte and me. Charlotte immediately stood. “Please.” She offered him her seat. “I couldn’t,” he said. “I have chores that need tending to,” Charlotte said. That didn’t seem entirely t
That night, I sneaked out of my room when everyone else was asleep. The guards pretended they didn’t notice. Then I quietly walked down the hallway, keeping my steps light as I wound my way through the palace until I stood before Nicholas’s door. I gently knocked, and it opened right away. Nicho
“Oh, Nick.” “Does it feel good?” I nodded. “Good.” He continued to touch until it was nearly too much. I clutched at his upper arms with both my hands, squeezing. “Maybe we should see what else you aren’t wearing,” Nicholas said, then. He held onto one breast with one hand, while his other l
I passed out from the intensity of the pleasure. When I reawakened some time later, I was bundled up in Nicholas’s arms, resting against his chest. I was entirely surrounded with warmth, and contentment swirled within me. Never in my life had I felt so satisfied and safe. Nicholas kissed the top
I was speechless. I didn’t want to believe Veronica could have been involved in such a dark thing as the underground organization but the evidence was clear on her ribs. She lowered her sweater, hiding the tattoo again, but it was seared into my mind now. It was exactly the same in size and placemen
Together, Nicholas and I stumbled into his room. We had trouble moving, since we couldn’t keep our hands off of one another. As soon as the door closed behind us, Nicholas worked at the fasteners of my dress, not content until the offending garment was removed from me and forming wrinkles on the gro
Bridget. The girl that Julian had said he loved who Nicholas had stolen away from him. This girl in the picture, wearing a bright smile, wedged between Julian and Nicholas, was her. A younger version than who she was now, but at least I finally had a face to place with the name. Even as a young