Fallen_meteor

When Survival is the goal, Elara could not be a chooser. So, when she got the chance to hide herself as a new nanny in the house of the infamous duke of Assedon, Cedric Blackthrone Frostbane, she accepted it easily.
But old habits die hard. Her fearless nature, compassion for weak and burning eyes for justice were hard to hide as a simple paramour of the duke. Especially when he paid extra attention to this irresistible sexy woman and soon found himself entangled in the cruel games of politics, betrayal and vengeance. 
But what she did not know, he was masters at those games and though she thought she had hidden all that from him, he was the puppeteer behind the scenes.
What could go wrong in that perfect game? Would they walk on the path of revenge or become each other’s weakness and lose the battle where weakness is not allowed.
A/n: The story starts with Dom/sub relationship and unequal power between fl and ml. It was a part of BDSM and had a lot of sensuous scenes.

Scandalized Nights Of Duke's Palace

Anger ripped through him. His fists felt now like meteors, swift and dense, afire. He did not wait for the muscled man to attack again, he attacked all at once. The speed horrified everyone in the bar.

The spectators who were cheering a while ago to kill him felt silence at once. They took a step back and stared at Cedric as if he was consumed by the ghosts.

He kicked the man on his shin and just one kick was enough to force him on his knees.

"Is that all you have? They told me that you could kill people if you do not fear murder. No one would come looking for me. So kill me, goddamn you!" his voice was consumed by the devil too for they all looked mortified while looking at Cedric.

The man's eyes were blurry. He raised his hand to attack but perhaps he could see many images of Cedric. His punches fell into the air. The warmth of his blood dripping down his face did not faze Cedric. He barely felt it. His skin had gone numb.

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