Kiss Me in the Dark Anthology - Monica James Page 0,33
пизда tastes anything like the dark fruity floral scent I’m currently basking in.
I recognize that smell. Sister Arabella may have given herself to God and renounced the pleasures in life, but it seems her love for expensive perfume is one vice she couldn’t sacrifice.
She wears a hint of Hypnotic Poison by Dior—how very appropriate. To the untrained nose, one may mistake the fragrance as nothing but Sister Arabella’s natural scent. But to me, it spells H-E-L-L.
Nevertheless, I welcome the burn.
Lifting Irina into my arms, I nod to Mother Superior. I need to get out of here because I refuse to disrespect her in her house. Sister Arabella still won’t look at me, but that’s okay. Her being a submissive just confirms how utterly screwed I am.
My intentions were good, but who am I kidding? I will always be a sinner.
Walking out of the room and down the hallway toward Irina’s room, I suddenly realize that I have no qualms breaking Sister Arabella’s vow. I don’t care that she is off-limits because a hunger, a fire has awoken inside me. I want Sister Arabella—in all ways, any way I can. I know what this means, but I already have a date with the devil. It’s time I adjusted my crown.
This city will again be mine as I need a kingdom for my queen. The ruthless passion I once wore like a well-tailored suit wraps its hands around my throat, squeezing life into me. I was limping through life without direction, but that has changed.
I found my purpose.
Kill my half-brother.
And ensure there is only one god Sister Arabella will worship before on her knees. And that’s me.
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The INDULGENCE series contains stand-alone novellas designed to bring out the harbored fantasies often buried deep inside. If you’re ready to give that a try, enjoy this fun, sexy journey into the world of exploration and find your happily ever after.
This story contains memories of situations involving dubious consent and physical restraint. These situations can be triggers for some readers and erotic for others. If you’re willing to refrain from judging these characters until you’ve finished their story, I promise to make the ending worth your time.
Enjoy at your own risk. You have been warned.
I watch Erika Ellis’s every move as she struts about town. Every night she appears in my living room, bedroom, and even on the screen of my phone. Though her image appears to thousands, I’m the only audience she should want.
It enrages me to entertain the idea that other people—other men—are watching as she smiles for the cameras, flaunts her shapely legs with tall high heels and short hemlines, or laughs with her co-anchor.
The other people don’t matter. They don’t know her like I do.
They haven’t taken the time to learn her desires.
I have spent years and it’s time for it to pay off.
I know what she needs, wants, and deserves—the accolades and punishments.
I’ll bring her fantasies to life, even the ones she’s yet to realize. My plan is in motion and there’s nothing she can do or say to change the course of our future.
I’m Victor Cross, the only man for the job. She will call me Sir.
From New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author Aleatha Romig comes another of her steamy novellas exploring hidden desires.