Chichii

[Mature content:R-18]
She’s my bride.
My wife.
Mine.

Innocent and sheltered Nesta Weaver is the daughter of the Earl of Devonshire, once a respected and sought-after man of wealth and stature.

However, a scandal has thrown her father’s reputation into disrepair, and she has almost given up hope of marriage until she meets the impossibly handsome Earl of Castleberry, Quinn, her father's new business partner.

The Earl is not just a savior to her father's fortune and reputation; he is everything she has dreamed a gentleman can be, and it looks like he has eyes only for her.

She knew he was going to ruin her, and she gladly let him.

Quinn, whispered to be the most cruel of them all, had never planned to marry until a blooming threat forces him to seek out the most powerful weapon that can help him win the battle against his enemies.

Nesta is everything that he shouldn’t want, but with every look and every touch, he’s tempted to throw everything away and claim her as his own.

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"God, you are beautiful," he said, marveling at the sight before him, not wasting any more time as he took one of her breasts in his mouth and fumbled with the other with his hand. Nesta moaned at the pleasure building up within her. She put her hand in his hair, lost in its softness, earning a moan from him.

"Oh, Quinn," she moaned when his mouth traveled down her neck, down to her stomach, to her private parts. She jerked up as she felt him breathe air on it.

She closed her eyes as she tried to savor this sensation that is foreign to her body. She could not get any words out due to the tension building between her legs.

Quinn raised his head for a moment. "Open your eyes, my darling," he said, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips when he saw the state she was in. But he had just started.

"I want you to look at me when I take you to that place you have never been before. I want to see the look in your eyes when you come undone with my tongue.

Okay?" he asked as his hands trailed up and cupped her breasts, making a moan escape her lips while she managed to murmur a "Yes."

The Earl’s Deception

Nesta's carriage stopped in front of the Weaver's residence, Lillian waiting outside to receive her and help her inside. She alighted from the carriage and made her way up the stairs leading to the front door where Lillian was standing.


"My lady," Lillian greeted, curtsying before raising her head. Her eyes caught the shining ring around her finger and she gasped lightly, looking at Nesta's face for explanation.


Lillian's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she clasped Nesta's hands. "Oh, my lady, you look positively radiant! Pray, do tell me about your night at the ball. Was it as magical as it appeared?"


"How did this happen, my lady?" Lillian was unable to contain her excitement as she opened the door leading inside and both of them made their way up to Nesta's room.


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