His Little Rose

se

is ir

I've always yearned for, ye

ce of exotic perfumes and

verishly, inhaling a

es working on my body, believing they are

s instead. Anything to stop myself from thinking

e expected of me tonight and w

ve, but I'm

th I've been taken through and as soft and s

e same time. The beautification process is tir

s my wedd

ut from fear and anticipation-perhaps dread is a m

e plans I had, but life j

onds, my life was

lehearted. If there is an opportunity for me to es

liant, youthful, and wit

agging-I guess this is my life now. After all,

ross, and I

voice of the lady before me break

ead, and she smiles down at me-

ays, as if that will ease the ten

ent my pulse racing.

ing, I return her smile with a gho

om suite, and the double door

that stares back at me

d spacious, with plush furnishings, capt

n it screams opu

ho controls wealth li

o achieve her dreams but deterred by

akes no sense to me, and no matter how much I th

ve been an

olitely turned him down. I had enough on my plate

hat was t

want with me? My hea

behind me, and there he stands, looki

a beat at the

My mouth runs dry as he approaches, and my

ur gazes lock. A powerful aura drifts fr

finding my voice, but the

aw rock-hard, and his rich golden amber eyes burning with a

k, but my words hang in my throat, a gasp escapin

exposed parts, my cheeks burning from

ed within moments. I shield my gaze from

carries me to the king-sized

test as my back hits the plush bed,

it now?

my throat as I weigh the chance of him consi

nsummate our marriage tonight," h

of it. I'm unable to think of a fitt

from now on and never ac

n eyebrow

ted. There will be consequences, Rose, if you dis

n I married is a total stranger. I know Dad has been desperate to save his failing bu

my head. My dad loves

my subconsciou

, biting into my cheeks, and I

Desmond's fami

rstand me?"

her I go back to my daily struggles, reminded of my frustrations as well as

What about love? My

ood. This arrangement isn't any different. It's

arely audible, and his mouth desc

e palms roam over my body, spreading heat through them.

Desmond's thrusts are fast and aggressive. The bed dips repeatedly b

des, tightening my eyes an

lly ends, leaving my body

y fluids and sex hangs thickly in the air. He pulls out

ead over my body in the afterma

or opening and closing. He's gone

be bac