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Maybe I’m just trying to save myself and I’ll run the first chance I get.

But… I’m not sure I want to run. I’m not sure I ever want to run again.

He runs his lips along my nub and folds and I have to press my hands into my mouth to keep myself quiet. My hips buck into his face, trying to get closer and closer to him. Trying to reach my pleasure faster. I’ve never been this desperate for anybody. I would have considered myself weak in the past.

But now, my only thought is Gabriel and how much I want him. How much Ineedhim to show me pleasure.

He licks me harder. My hips roll around. There’s no embarrassment from this. It only feels good. That’s my only concern.

Pleasure builds and builds inside of me until I know I won’t be able to take it anymore.

Gabriel looks up and meets my eyes as he pleasures me. That’s enough to send me over the edge.

I cry into my hands and tremble as I come. Another orgasm I have given to Gabriel. Another bit of my power. The more I give in to him, the more he’ll win and yet, I can’t seem to care. I don’t care.

He sits back on his heels and wipes his mouth. “You taste so good. Like vanilla. How is that possible?”

“Because I’m perfect.”

Gabriel laughs as he stands back up and settles his hands on my hips. “I can’t wait to be married to you. To know I’ve claimed you. To know I’ve won. You can get the dress you want.”

I grab his hands and dig my nails into them. “Once I’m your wife, that won’t mean I’ll be some docile woman you can boss around. I’ll be in charge and you won’t even know it. Remember that.”

He smirks before he kisses me hard on the lips. I can taste myself. “I can’t forget that. You have a presence that cannot be ignored.”

He leaves the dressing room with the final say and I hate him for it.

But when I look into the mirror, I find myself smiling.

Nina

Another package arrives in the mail but this one is large. Almost fully body size, like an actual body could be inside. Did Gabriel kill my sister and mail her body to me and Luca?

I cover my eyes as Luca opens the box. “It’s light,” he murmurs. “So no body.” Then he goes quiet.

“What? What is it?” I ask, forcing myself to drop my hand. And what I see sends a different chill through me. Inside the box… is a wedding dress. It’s a simple one. Satin white. Long sleeves. Nothing special.

But it’s a message and I know in my gut what it means.

“Gabriel is going to marry Susanna,” I whisper.

Luca clenches his hands into fists. “That fucking bastard.”

“But maybe this is a good thing. If he’s married to her, you could make peace with him. She’s my sister. That will guarantee peace.”

“He’ll always hold your sister’s life over my head if I don’t get in line. This isn’t a way for Gabriel to make peace. This is a way for him to hold all the power. He could tell me what to do. Hurt you in some other way. This cannot stand. We have to stop this wedding.”

“Unless they already got married.”

“A marriage can be nullified when the groom is dead. I’ll find Gabriel, kill him, and end this war. He didn’t want to take peace when we offered. Now I’m coming for him.”

Gabriel

I smile to myself as I stand on the dais before the altar. Luca should have gotten my wedding gift I sent him already. Chances are, he’s freaking out, and I can marry Susanna knowing that. My plan is falling perfectly into place. Luca will lose this war.

The moment I marry Susanna, I can call all the shots and he’ll know that. But there’s no way he’ll be able to find out which church we’re at. Not in time anyway.

Marrying Susanna will be fun. Claiming her will be fun. But watching Luca fall and me take over everything will be even more fun.