Blossom_Harold_1

“In the end we discover that to love and let go can be the same thing.” – Jack Kornfield
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She stared into his grey eyes as he walked closer to her. He pressed his body on hers as he peppered her neck with kisses.

       “Will you give yourself to me?” He murmured in between kisses and Reign felt like her body was about to combust with pleasure.

       “I already belong to you”
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   Reign was abused by her madam Diana and daughter her whole life then she found out that all she had ever known had been a lie. She found out that her mother hadn’t died from natural causes but had been murdered and had gotten all the inheritance that was supposed to be hers, stolen. She didn’t know how she was going to get revenge till an opportunity presented itself.

       A royal decree showed up one day and announced that Isabella would be getting married to the second son of the king who was known to be very ugly and a Tyrant. Isabella didn't want to get married to him so she made Reign go in her place. 

       Reign didn't want to but after finding out about her mother, she is then advised to get married to the prince so she can become Queen and can make the people who killed her mother pay for what they’ve done but it's not as easy as Reign had thought and she definitely didn't expect the kind of love the Tyrant poured on her.

    Will she be able to accomplish her mission or will love blind her from her goals?

The Tyrant's obsession

They watched as Charlotte's carriage rode away before Reign turned to Ares.

"What happened to her face? Did you… did you hit her?" Ares frowned.

"I would never hit a woman. Don't worry about it, okay? All that matters is that you're okay and she's gone" Reign took a deep breath then nodded.

"Shall we get on with my list?" Ares chuckled at the excitement in her voice.

"I didn't think you were going to make a list. Okay, let's hear it" Reign smiled.

"Well I didn't write it down because I don't know how to but they are all stored in my head" Ares grabbed onto her head gently.

"You weren't taught how to write?"

"Or read, yeah. When Isabella was being taught, I was outside cleaning the barns or something" Ares frowned.

"Well would you like to learn then? I'll arrange a class with the best teachers in the kingdom" Reign stared at him for a while, contemplating it.

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