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Chapters (66)
  1. PREFACE
  2. Full Page Image
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. One week ago
  6. THREE
  7. Present day
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. THIRTY-THREE
  38. THIRTY-FOUR
  39. THIRTY-FIVE
  40. THIRTY-SIX
  41. THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. THIRTY-NINE
  44. FORTY
  45. FORTY-ONE
  46. FORTY-TWO
  47. FORTY-THREE
  48. FORTY-FOUR
  49. FORTY-FIVE
  50. FORTY-SIX
  51. FORTY-SEVEN
  52. FORTY-EIGHT
  53. FORTY-NINE
  54. FIFTY
  55. FIFTY-ONE
  56. FIFTY-TWO
  57. FIFTY-THREE
  58. FIFTY-FOUR
  59. FIFTY-FIVE
  60. FIFTY-SIX
  61. FIFTY-SEVEN
  62. FIFTY-EIGHT
  63. FIFTY-NINE
  64. SIXTY
  65. SIXTY-ONE
  66. SIXTY-TWO

I throw my head back as my breathing intensifies, the pain giving way to the sweetest pleasure. A little more. Just a little...

A knock at the door puts a stop to everything.

"Miss, I have brought your dresses," a feminine voice says from the other side.

Before I can blink, I'm all alone in the room, the shadows dissipating until the soreness between my legs is the only thing attesting he was here at all.

I quickly get out of bed and run to the bathroom to put on a bathrobe before opening the door and instructing the maid to leave everything on the table in the back.

She does as told, and as she leaves, I lock the door after her.

My heart is thumping loudly in my chest, my mind barely able to make sense of what just happened. A trickle of wetness slides down my inner thigh, and I get some tissue to wipe myself. As I part my robe to look between my legs, I'm not surprised to see a pinkish liquid cling to my skin—a combination of blood and arousal.

He wasn't gentle with me. He was rough and demanding. And despite the lingering sting of pain, I find myself wishing the maid hadn't knocked on the door.

Maybe I shouldn't even entertain thoughts of doing this with him as he is now, but the only regret I have is that we didn't finish what we started.

I didn't finish, despite being so close.

"Oh, Nikki. Ghost or not, you always like to torture me." I tsk to myself.

A smile plays on my lips as I wipe off the residual blood.

Yet now that this has happened, the idea of intimacy is sown into my mind, and I can't help but wonder.

Could we go further?

Could we...

The thought alone makes me blush to the roots of my hair. I don't care how taboo or wrong this may be.

He's my husband.

And shadows or not, I'll always welcome him in my body.

Even when his touch holds a bite of pain.

Maybe even more then.

FORTY-THREE

Incessant knocking at the door wakes me up from my nap. I yawn, rubbing my eyes as I fling the sheets off me and get out of bed.

"Luce! It's me!" Thea calls out from the other side.

As I unlock the door, she barely gives me time to react before she barges in, her arms full of boxes.

"My parents are home. We need to get ready for dinner," she casually says as she drops the boxes to the ground.

I blink at her, confused.

"Uhm, what?" I ask groggily.