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

A whisper, rustle of clothes or flickering of candle. Things that did not wake anyone up from sleep until they were lost in thought had a strange effect on Elara that night. As she laid beside Cedric and stared at his bar skin, glistening with the layer of sweat and shining under the soft glow of moonlight. She couldn't help but feel restless.

And sleep was the last thing she would be worried about in that case. She had told him last night that she would leave once she would heal. He had frozen and she saw fear in his eyes. She could never be wrong about that feeling since she had felt the same.

Fear that he would not care. Fear that she would be abandoned even when she was the one leaving. Fear that his coldness and brutality would shred her. But that did not happen. He looked so hollow in that second that she wanted to jump on him and inform him that she was lying.

Bitter Eyes