Married To The Wolf: My Ruthless Revenge

dress shirts. It swallowed her frame, the cuffs hanging past

assive bed. He had loosened his tie. Two

er. "Drink. I don't

all the way down, settling like a hot coal in her

ween his legs. Her hands moved to the

her wrists. His

oice rough. "I want you to come to me because

else to offer,

ave yo

led he

It was a reclaiming. Alfonse touched her as if he were memorizing

the sheer, raw power of him, Araminta buried her f

ear. He didn't pull away. He pressed closer, d

he edge of the bed. Her body hummed

d blue in the dim light. He picked up his phone, ta

his lips. "Doyle Industries is leveraging deb

he sheet. Her eyes gleamed.

. "The cat plays with th

nd pulled out a sleek, black metal card. He f

he said. "Y

OLFE was embossed in silver. Shame flushed thro

nse said coldly. "You need mon

nced her pride. She picked

she asked quietly.

dian Manor doesn't house strays. Unless you pr

d up. She fel

set of clean clothes-jeans, a sweat

was apparently asleep, his arm thrown

nor into the grey dawn l

lack card. This was her weapon, but it was also a leash. Every

on the burner phone s

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d. It was a sm

card in her hand. Alfons

ain road. "State Sanatori

. Javen was wounded, and