Chapter Fifty five: Duke and the officials

Once again, Romeo lost it. Only this time, he truly and completely lost it – his mind, his rationality, his gentlemanliness. His mouth came crashing against hers as both his hands grabbed a breast each, caressing it so hungrily yet tenderly until Roselle was reduced to a whimpering mess of pleasure. He broke the kiss and his mouth trailed downwards, to her jaw, her neck and then to one of her peaks.

Romeo had completely lost awareness of everything, of where they were. He was even lost to the point as to not knowing who he was anymore at that moment. All he knew was he wanted this woman. He wanted to take her, and nothing could stop him any longer. He had never admitted it before this, but he could not take it anymore. He always knew that fighting his desire for her was an impossible feat and yet he somehow managed to survive it time and again – until now. It was already a miracle he had been able to last for this long considering her overwhelming effect on him. But it had always been