Chained Hands

he asks, his hand sliding under my pillow as he gently pulls me closer to him. “How so?” I entertain him. ... And those chained hands, that never seem to break, no matter how hard I try to pull away from him when he is around.

Chained Hands

Chained Hands

Sailor My husband sold me. Not only did he sell me, but he told me he loved me while doing the deal. What lies he tells. Only fools believe him. Unfortunately, one of those fools was… .. me. Keir Not in the habit of buying women. I didn’t need to. I was a king of my realm, the devil you whispered about in your sleep. So when his debt fell due, he sold me his wife. And I was happy because I wanted to play with her like any fool would. And play with her, I did. Pity, in the end, I would have to kill her. *Mafia Romance*

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