Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 250

PRINCESS AEKERIA

She stepped into her chamber and paused; her gaze drawn to the male standing by the window. Bathed in the moonlight, he was a vision of power and authority, dressed in full regalia with his hands clasped behind his back, staring into the night.

Aekeira's stomach fluttered. He was so devastatingly handsome it made her chest ache. The scar across his cheek only adding to his rugged appeal.

Seeing him now, he didn't look like the simple Vladya from the caves who had smiled so easily and let his walls down enough to let her in. With the heavy cloaks, he looked like Grand Lord Vladya.

The ruler with immense authority. The one whose scowls and sharp tone could cut through steel.

What do I do? Where do I stand with him now?

Uncertain, Aekeira fidgeted, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

"You know I can smell you, right?"

Her eyes snapped up, startled. His head turned slightly, glancing at her over his shoulder.

"I can never sneak up on you, Your Highness, can I?" Aekeira asked, remembering two years ago when he'd said those very words to her.

His lips curved into a subtle smile, and just like that, her tension eased. His amusement, no matter how faint, undid her every time.

"Good evening, Your Highness," she greeted with a curtsy.

"A nice evening indeed." He sighed. "Lose the formalities and come here, Aekeira."

Her feet moved at the gentle order before her mind could catch up. Crossing the room, she walked to him.

He reached for her, pulling her forward while stepping back to make room for her until she was wrapped securely in the cocoon of his arms.

The night breeze floated through the open window, cool and soothing against her flushed skin, but it was his warmth-his breath on her cheek, his presence surrounding her-that made her shiver.

"You seem tense," his tone was a lazy drawl.

"I don't know what to expect," Aekeira admitted.

"Relax, young princess. I don't bite." His tone dipped, a guttural growl. "Unless you want me to." Flushing red, she tilted her neck to the side, his nose brushing against her skin, nuzzling her lightly. "How did the ritual go?" she asked, her voice unsteady.

"It went well. Long and exhausting, as always. We can only hope it yields fruit." He exhaled deeply, his breath warm against her skin. "Hades, you smell incredible," he murmured under his breath. "It's like coming home.

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he says all the right

as it is here?" he asked, eyes drifting back to the stars. "Y-yes," she

it felt as though the rest of the world

"Sometimes, I go out just to gaze

when you free your mind, letting go of idle thoughts, and simply follow the stars with

mesmerizing."

you, about your well-being. In my imagination, I wake

have a

GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI

Emeriel dropped

very unexpected behavior, and he immediately demanded to know what was

his mind

of moonlight filtering through the curtains, Daemonikai got a clear view of his woman's body without the cloud of a rut....

was exquisite.

he gawked... completely

their leave, waving goodbye, and lust-heavy,

in. His cock hardened painfully, pulsing against the confines

head spinning

voice drew his focus to

towards her. Slow

in his pants and went wide. They darted back to his

something," he murmured in a low voice.

them disappeared and she had to tilt

she'd made it abundantly clear this wouldn't

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want to protect and

coaxed, attempting to curb his predatory

She wavered for a heartbeat. "I could not sleep, and

rose from his chest, the part of him waiting

gripping her waist as he pulled her flush against him. Their bodies collided, her softness

deepening the kiss. Devouring her lips without finesse, just the way his hunger demanded. He was starved for her, and held

let her. Instead, he breathed into her mouth as he lavished it, giving her the air she needed while claiming

back, she was gasping, clutching at his shirt. Her lips pink, swollen,

he looked down at her, letting her see

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giving birth to Sylvia, her body never fully recovered, leaving

Garcia. The second branch, Edwin was childless, and for Rupert of the third

stomach,

Rupert had been the obstacle that

between them, Bridget's reluctance to reveal her pregnancy-let alone desire to keep the child-made no sense

Rupert said he'll marry me after the business

soon as Bridget left, Sylvia's strength gave out, and she collapsed back onto the bed, burying