NovelEnglishChapter 606
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BACK HNARRATOR Elliot didnt understand what it meant.
However, he imitated him.
T swear on my life, I will die cruelly if | break my promise, he assured, pounding his fist against his heart.
Elliot knew this man was a supernatural beinghe had hinted at it in so many ways.
He also understood that Aldo suspected him as well.
Apparently, he had revealed something when he rescued him from the river, but he didnt dare ask, didnt dare
open up, because he wasnt just anyone.
He was the Duke, and he had too much to lose.
No one would be blackmailing him again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuspicion wasnt the sas certainty.
Aldo went inside the house to rest with his family.
Elliot sighed, glancing at the narrow hallway that led to the backyard.
He headed in that direction to empty the tub and clean up the bath he had fled from like a coward.
As he pushed open the door with a low creak, he found himself in the dimly lit, chilly room.
Rossella had left everything neat and dry.
Only the tub still held a little water, the remnants of what had splashed everywhere during their passionate
encounter.
The scent of her, of heated sex, still lingered faintly in the air, stirring his blood and vibrating in his memories.
---- Elliot occupied his mind with the mechanical task of emptying the water, taking the chance to splash some
on himself to wash off the sweat and grfrom the forest.
About an hour later, he entered the small room they would be sharing.
Moonlight streamed through the cracks in the old wooden window.
The Duke approached cautiously, step by step, listening to the steady breathing and soft snores.
He removed his shoes, lifted a corner of the tattered blanket, and carefully settled in behind the warm body.
The bed was narrow; immediately, Rossellas back was pressed against his chest, her ass brushing against his
groin, his nose burying into the strands of her brown hair as he inhaled deeply at the nape of her neck.
He nearly growled in pleasure as lavender flooded his senses.
Elliot hated sleeping with someone.
Not even with his lovers, not even with Brenda, the one he had been with the longest, because both of them hid
a secret.
Yet his hand instinctively wrapped around the slim waist.
He pulled Rossella possessively against him, molding her body to his, skin against skin, caressing her belly over
her nightdress, trying to calm himself with her soft scent.
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thats not fair...
naughty little Duke...
bad...
Elliot smiled in the darkness at her indignant murmurs, muttered in her sleep.
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