Chapter - 44
[Would you like a full breakdown of the Feudal System and Military Hierarchy of the Kingdom, master?]
"Yes," Leo said. His voice was flat and cold. "Tell me everything. Tell me who I have to crush to get to the top."
He adjusted against the headboard, the silk sheets sliding over his skin. The movement made Seraphine stir. She mumbled something half asleep, her voice muffled against his chest, and her arms tightened around his waist like she was afraid he would disappear.
She was completely naked under the sheets, skin warm and soft against him. After the two rounds they'd had earlier that morning, she was passed out cold. Her thighs were still trembling occasionally, tiny twitches against his hip.
Leo looked down at her face. Her hair was a wreck, tangled everywhere, some strands stuck to her forehead. She looked nothing like a noblewoman right now.
He brushed her hair back and kissed the top of her head. Soft. Gentle. It surprised even him.
