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“Okay,” she says, looking at me. “If that’s what you think’s best.”

“I know it’s messed up,” I say softly. “But your safety is my priority. You know that, right?”

“I know,” she says. I grab her hand and pull her against me. I press her up against the wall, dipping into the shadows near the corner of the hall.

“I’m not going to let them hurt you,” I whisper into her ear. “You’re my princess.”

Her lips graze mine. “I know,” she says. “I’m in this, no matter what.”

“Good.” I kiss her softly. “Now come on. Let’s get some work done.”

She pouts and I laugh. I’ll give her what she wants soon enough. But for now, we have to do some planning.

I take her hand and pull her along behind me.





26





Hazel





“Come here, traitor.” His eyes are mocking as he motions for me to follow him.

“You like that they hate me, don’t you?” I ask him, a smile on my lips. We’ve been watching the news almost obsessively ever since we left Andrew’s office. All the reporters can talk about is the investigation into my treason.

Julian must have leaked it to the press, and even though it’s just a symbolic investigation and nothing will come of it, people are really angry. They’re letting citizens call in all the time, and although I can’t understand it all, I can hear the tone of their voices.

Polovia hates me, and I can’t blame them. They’re being told that a foreigner just married into their royal family, and she’s a traitor.

I’m afraid they’ll never forget this. Even when they find out that I’m not a traitor, they’re always going to have this in their minds. I almost think that Nolan is better off without me at this point.

But I still can’t resist him. I follow him back into the bedroom where he motions for me to sit down on the bed.

“I have a surprise for my princess,” he says to me.

I cock my head at him, a smile on my lips. “Now what did I do to deserve a present?”

He smirks at me. “You know what you did, traitor.” He presses me back, flat against the bed. I think he’s going to kiss me, but he doesn’t.

Instead, he takes one of my wrists and lifts it up above my head. He wraps something around it, and by the time I figure out what he’s doing, it’s too late.

He ties my right wrist to the headboard. It’s tight, but not too tight. I can feel my fingers, but I can’t get free.

“Nolan,” I say, eyes a little wide.

He grins and walks around the bed. He takes my other wrist and ties that to the other side of the bed.

My arms are spread and I’m completely unable to get away. I struggle a little bit, testing my bonds, but they’re expertly tied and I can’t slip out.

“Is this my surprise?” I ask him.

“This is your punishment.” He slowly unbuckles his belt and I watch him, head turned to one side. He slides his pants off and I can see his enormous hard cock straining against his boxer briefs.

“What are you going to do to me?” I ask him.

“Only what you want me to do.” He walks to the bottom of the bed and slowly slides my shorts up off my ass. He pulls my panties down and I cross my legs, feeling so exposed. I’ve never been tied up before, much less tied up without any clothes on.

“Are you pretending to be shy?” he asks, forcing my legs open. “I know you’re not.” He dips his fingers forward and slowly sides them along my slit.

“I’ve never been tied up before,” I admit to him. “I’m a little nervous.” And my heart is pounding so hard I can barely breathe.

“But you’re dripping wet.” He brings his fingers to his lips and licks them. “You’re nervous, but you’re excited.” He moves back again, making me take a sharp breath, and walks to the side of the bed. He gets down on his knees and looks at me.

“Do you think I’d hurt you, princess?” he asks.

“No,” I whisper.

“So why are you afraid?”

“I’m… excited,” I admit, feeling embarrassed.

He smirks and gently kisses my lips. “I know you are.” He stands up and pulls his boxer briefs off, revealing his thick, hard cock. He grips it in one fist and slowly strokes himself. “But you still have to be punished.”

“How are you going to punish me?”

He steps forward and grabs my hair, pulling my head back. He presses the tip of his cock against my lips until it slides into my mouth. I gag as he presses it deep down my throat.

“Fuck, girl,” he grunts. “This is your punishment.”