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Chapter One-Forty-Six: Pity Me
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Marko N. Ivanov 'Pity me.'He meant the words.Even now, with his head on her lap, the moment felt godsent, as if it was a miracle that he could smell her up close, yet aren’t miracles often short-lived?What if this was just another dream he had deceived himself with?‘It took me only three days after our rejection for me to crawl to her. I tell you now, Marko, it will not be easy.’His late father’s words played in his head.‘I fought the bond with everything I had and lost everything in return.’He should have listened; he should have been more careful with his words and actions. He almost lost- no, he did.He lost everything.At the time, it was easy to dismiss the words to avoid scandal, but when she left, suddenly, nothing mattered anymore.Scandal?It was laughable now that he had nearly lost her to something so silly.His hand on her waist tightened; he loved the way the fabric moved against her skin.He could feel her shudder through its thinness."I do not want to pity you,
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter One-Forty-Eight: Leo Smith
“You think I did not fight? I fought the bond with everything I had, and I lost everything in return.”His father uttered in his study, swirling an amber liquid that seemed to match the mood in the room.“You…chose scandal over mother.”He accused, but his father took no offence, merely laughed.“I hope you will not repeat the mistakes I made.”His father laughed again, but this time, the sound seemed to echo and distort the space they were in because suddenly he was in the ballroom, dancing, yet his mind roamed to his mother’s favourite garden.“Focus on me, Marko; people are staring.”Magnolia uttered; so, he did, yet…this was wrong.Despite the knowledge in his belly that something was amiss, he twirled and spun the beautiful blonde, who moved graciously across the floor.She would do him proud and make the best queen Ketria had ever seen. He could feel it…yet he was missing something.But what? This was what he wanted, perfection and regal dignity.The music ceased, and applause e
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter One-Forty-Nine: Seven in the Morning
The brightness in the cold room wakes me. If it wasn’t for the hardness of the floor and the numbness of my thighs, I might have forgotten where we were. “Shit.” My curse is barely audible in my groggy state. I can’t believe we fell asleep in someone’s restaurant. Is this even allowed, or does royalty have a pass to halt someone’s business? The weight on my thighs pins me in place; as romantic as it is to have him lie on me, it is quite stiffening for it to be through the night. My muscles cramped twice, and I had to find creative ways to stretch without waking him because, unfortunately, he even sleeps beautifully. Ugh, it must be my weakness for beautiful people that helped me restrain my urge to kick him awake. A soft groan leaves his lips before he turns away from me to rest on the tablecloth covering the floor, relieving my muscles from his weight. My stretch is fast and, let’s face it, the best part of the morning. I want to watch him wake up and converse with him brief
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter One-Fifty: Confidence
"You crazy…!"The words burst through me with such force that I almost utter ‘fuck’ to Marko, yet, though I could halt the completion of my curse, my hand still reaches for Marko's ear, tugging him to me that in his shock, he hunches towards me.I do not mean to make him resemble an ill-behaved child caught misbehaving by their parent, but I cannot help it."Your knee is bleeding! What the hell happened?"I knew the scent of mint had strengthened; I just never imagined that the source of the potency could be his blood. I have not known of anything capable of making Marko bleed.He is invincible, or he is supposed to be."I just hurt myself.""How?"Even in Red Graw, none managed to draw his blood, so why now? Why here when there was no danger?His body that was facing Katy threateningly turns to me fully, giving me the full view of his wound.“This is-”I try and comment on the broken skin, but Marko lifts my gaze from the injury to meet the silver of his eyes."Why did you leave me."
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter One-Fifty-One: Tea
Milos looks identical to Marko.It is especially clear with Marko holding him on the carry-on, so without any confirmation, I am certain the cameras flashing our way as we descend from the plane will cause enough stir in the media.His hand is large enough that it blocks most of the flashes from Milos, but there is always the wind that aids in blowing his platinum hair in the wind.“This way.”Marko’s security personnel guides us into the sleek black car awaiting us, and as soon as the three of us settle inside, breath finds my lungs.This…is harder than I thought it would be, and all I was doing was moving to Ketria, more specifically, the castle, not accepting his proposal to be his queen.My gaze is quick on Milos as soon as I buckle myself in, but he looks undisturbed by the commotion.Soon the vehicle begins to move, its smooth hum reassuring me of the reality of this situation.Pseudo-incest.The word plays in my mind again.It is easy to dismiss the meaning behind the words if
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter One-Fifty-Two: Childish
Marko N. IvanovA tea party was perfect.A smile touched Marko’s lips at the thought.That it would come the day before the ball was even more fitting, for he could now anticipate his announcement.He did not understand her hesitation, but what he did know was that it would kill him if she hesitated because she had no wish to be tied to him in that way.That she moved to Ketria with him and is open with her affection for him is one thing, but that she would agree to tell the world that she belongs to him and that he belongs to her, that she would agree to be the mother of the nation was another.For starters, it meant that she couldn’t leave him, that she was in this relationship entirely and willing to stick through their ups and downs.His gaze lowered to her perfectly framed breasts; pealing the gown off her damp body was easy. Her shudder followed soon after, encouraging his hold on her.The stiffening of her pert buds called his attention, and for some reason, he no longer rememb
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"Did...did you follow me all the way here to ask me that?"Her question was justified. The nursery, where their sleeping bean rested, was not the best place to discuss such a volatile topic."No. I did not follow you for that, I am here for the same reason you are, Milos.”His words were partly truthful, emphasis on partly, but as if her question had been rhetorical, she nodded her head slowly, far too slowly, to hint at any sort of belief in his response.A small hiccup escaped Milos's mouth before he adjusted himself in her arms, and within seconds, his little eyes sealed themselves tightly shut as his breathing grew calmer.Wow, he had never seen it before, but babies really do fall asleep quickly."Is he asleep?"Her glare told him he was the last person she wished to speak to, so he took no offence at the silence that stretched before she stood, kissed Milos’s forehead with a tenderness he wished was reserved for him then placed him back in his crib.He moved toward them and pres
Bound to my Wicked Stepbrother Chapter One-Fifty-Four: Promise I
As soon as the door to their room closed, Alba walked to the foot of the bed and settled on the white ottoman with a sigh before plopping her upper body on the bed, making her breasts rock almost out of the secure hold of her gown. He wanted to walk to her, tug the fabric so he could expose her mounds to his pleasure, maybe shove his shaft between them and rock until he spewed all over her face. Shit…he was still pent up. Yet the second he did anything suggestive, she could use that as an excuse not to follow through on the conversation. "I grew up the gold digger’s daughter. You cannot convince me that Milos's life will be easy bearing the title 'incest' baby." "He is not...we are not related by blood." "And my mother did not care for your father's gold." "So then your solution is to leave us in limbo? He can be deemed a sin in every way, but that one puts his life at risk should the elders decide to conspire against him. Leaving us in limbo isn’t the best way.” "Then what is?
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