Breaking Vows For My Mate

LALA Romance

With Edgar's beefy hand above my head, there was no way of getting that door open.

"For years now... have I longed for you" he said above my head.

My back had been facing him, and my gaze pinned on the handle I still hold with all of my might, as I am not ready to peer at him head on..

"How dare you speak of loving another woman?" He yelled into my ears... I didn't like being yelled at, it is so undermining.

"If you find this funny, well, I don't." My voice, in contrast to his, had been like that of an old lady and a train whistle.

We would joke every once in a while about random things. But this, didn't at all, feel like a joke.

I could feel his breath at the back of my head, constantly blowing strands of my hair out of place.

Is this guy seriously hyperventilating right now?

"You should be savoured" Edgar whispered while gradually compressing his bare chiseled chest on my back. "you should be devoured " He wraps his one arm around my waist, moves closer to my neck and licks it "why haven't I done that yet?"

***

After learning that she had been sold by her runaway father to the duke, Broffet Chamillet of the dark realm, who had sadly passed away a year after her coming, Mae is entitled a witch for such laughable coincidence. Her mother, a famous prostitute within the community, Mae had vowed not to sleep with anyone before bethrodal, as all her life Mae has been compared with her mom. And her mate, the present duke, Edgar Chamillet, also, a married man.

What happens when urges arise and resolve weakens...

Unfold