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CHAPTER 139 — THE PROMISE THAT BURNS
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I Surrender to Them CHAPTER 140 — THE FIRE THAT PURIFIES
OLIVIERPAST — 9 YEARS AGOPARIS, FRANCE — OLIVIER'S HOUSEFinally healed. The scars still ache, but they're only physical marks—inside, the wound still burns like fire. Pyotr thought he would destroy me by attacking my family, but he underestimated my will to survive. And now, while the world believes I'm dead or disappeared, I work in the shadows, letting Henri take command of my business. He's the only one I trust, my right hand, my brother in all but blood.The room is dark, only the dim light of a lamp illuminating the documents scattered across the table. I study every move, every transaction, every loose thread that might lead me to Pyotr. And then, the door opens. Henri enters, his face serious, his eyes carrying something that isn't just duty—it's discovery."Olivier, I have something important."He doesn't need to say more. His tone already tells me things are about to change."Speak."Henri places a dossier in front of me, opening it to reveal photographs and reports."Pyot
I Surrender to Them CHAPTER 139 — THE PROMISE THAT BURNS
ELIZABETHThe weight of my lie still burns in my throat.I almost gave everything away. Almost. One wrong move, one extra word, and he would have... But I was saved by the agreement we made about not knowing each other's past.And then he said he would be worse than a hero to me. I laughed. Not because it was funny, but because it was dangerously attractive. Charming. Exciting. That hoarse tone of voice, the promise that he wouldn't be a savior, but something darker and more real. Someone who would drag me into the abyss with him, instead of pulling me toward the light.And now, when his hands pull me close, when his lips find mine with a mixture of possession and restrained fury, I give in. I let him take what he wants. I let his hands explore my body as if they owned it. I let his teeth bite my lip, his warm breath mingling with mine.As long as he doesn't speak to me of love…And then, I can let him shatter me.Let his hands, so skilled at dominating the world, be relentless in dom
I Surrender to Them CHAPTER 138 — THE WOLF AND PARADISE
PIERRE DUMONTThe bathroom steam still clings to my body as I step out, the towel wrapped around my waist and my hair dripping over my shoulders. I expect to find her in bed, between the sheets, perhaps still asleep or already awake, smiling at me with that look that leaves me breathless.But the room is empty.I put on the first pair of shorts I find, not bothering to dry my hair. I go down the stairs in long strides.I hear music coming from the kitchen.And then, the smell. Golden butter. Cinnamon. Fresh coffee.I reach the kitchen, and there she is.Elizabeth.With her back to me, wearing only one of my shirts—a navy blue silk one. The sleeves cover half of her hands, the thin fabric outlining the curve of her hips as she sways slightly to the rhythm of the music coming from her phone. A messy bun leaves golden strands falling over her nape, and for a moment, I stand at the door, forgetting how to breathe.She's… dancing.Not one of those rehearsed dances, but those small, intimat
I Surrender to Them CHAPTER 137 — AFTER THE STORM
ELIZABETHThe first touch of his lips against mine sends a shock through my entire body — that shiver that starts at the nape of my neck and runs like fire down to my toes. His fingers grip my hips with calculated force, and I feel every pressure as if it leaves marks on my skin, even through the fabric.When his tongue invades my mouth, it's as if my entire nervous system has been jolted. My body freezes for an instant before responding, every muscle tensing and then yielding in a way that makes even my knees tremble.He pulls my hair, and the sharp sensation of pain and pleasure travels down my neck, leaving goosebumps on the skin along the path his lips trace. His teeth on my shoulder are like a direct shock to the system—my stomach contracts, my thighs tremble on their own, and something hot and heavy forms right at my core.The world outside disappears.The roar of my own blood echoes in my ears, drowning out any sound other than the hoarse moan that escapes my throat. Pierre pus
I Surrender to Them CHAPTER 136 - THE CONTRACT AND POSSESSION
PIERRE DUMONTThe week felt like an eternity, each day dragging my anxiety to new heights. Sending the message to Elizabeth about our weekend plans was a step I let echo in my mind, accompanied by the idea of a contract outlining our relationship—something purely physical, without emotional entanglements. I waited anxiously for this day to arrive. The Rolls-Royce Phantom glides silently along Rue de Rivoli, its Italian leather seats enveloping us in a luxurious embrace. Elizabeth watches Paris pass by the window, her long fingers tracing invisible patterns on the darkened glass. The reflection of the city lights dances in her green eyes—two deep lakes where I would willingly drown.Antoine reserved a table for us at Le Grand Véfour, one of the oldest and most exclusive restaurants in Paris, where Napoleon and Victor Hugo once dined. The place breathes history, with its gilded mirrors, delicate frescoes, and a reverent silence that seems to muffle even the sound of silverware against f
I Surrender to Them CHAPTER 135 - THE RAZOR AND THE KISS
ELIZABETHPRESENTPARIS, FRANCEThe Maison Dumont studio is immersed in the usual creative chaos. Expensive fabrics scattered over cutting tables, sewing machines humming at a frenetic pace, and my team of designers running back and forth like worker ants. The week flew by and we're only hours away from the fall/winter collection deadline, and the air is charged with that peculiar electricity that only exists when perfection is about to be achieved."Elizabeth, what do you think of this draping?" — Sophie — one of my designers — interrupts me, holding a black silk dress that glistens under the studio lights.My professional fingers run over the fabric, assessing every fold, every seam."The fit on the sides needs to be more fluid" — I reply, marking the necessary adjustments with pins. — "And ease up a little here on the bust."My phone vibrates in my apron pocket. I ignore it at first — there's too much work to be done — but when the second vibration follows, more insistent, I take a
I Surrender to Them CHAPTER 05 — THE PROPOSAL
Luther GreenThe office was submerged in shadows. Only the desk lamp partially lit my brothers’ faces, casting long shadows that danced across the dark walls. The tension was thick, almost electric. I couldn’t stay still. I paced back and forth, my body vibrating with an explosive mix of anxiety, p
I Surrender to Them CHAPTER 04 — THE RESISTANCE
Zedekiah GreenThe weak light from the bulb swung from the ceiling like a broken pendulum, casting long, distorted shadows that seemed alive on the damp walls of the basement. The air was thick, heavy with the smell of mold and rust and the subtle scent of fear I had learned to recognize so well.A
I Surrender to Them CHAPTER 03 — THE BROTHERHOOD LAW
Noah GreenHeros gathered us in the office and told us everything. Luther’s growing obsession with Liora. How he saw in her a chance for redemption, a living shadow of Alicia. After many questions, we finally understood the real reason behind the Brotherhood Law—the rule our eldest brother created
I Surrender to Them CHAPTER 07 — THE FIRST BREAKFAST
Liora VossI woke slowly, still caught in a confused, heated dream. A low moan slipped from my throat before I even opened my eyes. There was a wet, hot, insistent sensation between my legs—a slow, skilled tongue sliding along my swollen pus
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