Behind the heavy doors of his study, he had been able to forget what having her as his mistress meant but in that moment, he was hit with the full force that he had every right to taste this fine specimen of a woman.

He almost let out a growl at the thought that his father had nearly had his filthy hands on.

Elora was his now. To hold and touch however he wanted.

She still hadn’t noticed him so he had time to get himself in order before she’d spot him. He strolled towards her as quietly as he could but she whipped her head in his direction, suddenly...