Previous chapter:
Chapter 45: Dinner With the Royal C*nts
Next chapter:
Chapter 47: Flames, Forefathers, and Fuckery
PREVIEW
... .
Finally, it was evening. Serena time.
And then he saw her. Golden dress shimmering beneath a thick white cloak, peeking through when she moved. Hair pinned up, elegant.
She was devastating.
Dexmon still couldn’t believe she was his.
"Gods help me." He grinned, his eyes slow and shameless as they traveled the length of her. "You’re going to ruin me."
Her smile was wicked. "Did you miss me?"
"Yes," he answered with no hesitation. He pressed ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























