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He sighed, rolled onto his side, and ripped the blankets up and over our heads.
In a tent fort hidden from the cameras, he cupped my cheek and ran his thumb beneath my eye. “I told you, little nightmare, I’m loyal. I think I loved you the moment I saw you, so no, I didn’t tattle.” He glowered at my collar. “You might wear that damn thing, but you put an invisible one on me in that club. You’ve made me feel things I’m definitely not strong enough to feel.” He shrugged sadly. “There’s a weight inside me that I can’t shed. A darkness that keeps clawing me back, but I have a purpose now. I have you…somehow.”
Cradling me with his protective arms, he whispered, “I accept your safe word, Ily. Whatever you’re planning with the jewels, I’m in. Tomorrow, I’ll be the worst of the worst all in order to save them. I won’t hold back. I’ll trust that you’re with me. And when the day comes that we can walk the fuck out of here, I’m ripping that damn collar off your throat, then spending a lifetime trying to deserve you.”
Chapter Twenty-Six
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Henri
VICTOR GRINNED AS HE MARCHED toward our table.
No sun today, the sky overcast and miserable.
Ily kneeled beside my chair, her beautiful body hidden beneath a black silk dressing gown that barely skimmed her ass. I’d eaten as much as I could. My stomach revolted against anything more than one scrambled egg and toasted ciabatta. I’d hoped now that Ily and I had talked, my appetite would come roaring back.
If anything, it made it worse.
Not because I wanted to vomit at the thought of hurting her but because the fear of losing her now tore me in two.
You won’t lose her as long as you play.
Our script was rewritten.
Our pantomime in its second season.
As long as we remembered our lines and places, we could win.
We have to.
I flicked her a look where she finished off a small plate of honeydew melon and dragon fruit.
Ready? I arched an eyebrow.
Together. She smiled softly.
Once again, I had the strangest sensation of hearing her subliminally. It didn’t make sense. It couldn’t be real. But the level of connection I felt to her transcended everything I’d ever felt. Maybe the depth of our bond could create fantastical abilities. Maybe the wand tattooed onto her back gave her real magic.
All I knew was…I’d actually slept last night without being tormented by nightmares.
I’d woken to her snuggled in my arms, our legs entwined, my front spooning her back and I’d tripped even harder.
I’d yanked the covers over our heads, hiding us from the bastard cameras and made use of the residual hardness from the Viagra along with my usual morning wood.
I’d woken her as I’d nudged against her soft, wet warmth.
She’d moaned as she parted her legs and welcomed me.
I meant what I said that vanilla affection had never done it for me.
But with her?
Damn, it felt so fucking good.
“Bonjour.” Victor spread his arms. “Isn’t it a fabulous morning?”
I stood and shook his hand. “The weather could be better, but yes, not bad considering.”
