"Just another day being a King."
Like getting dragged into a misunderstanding, momentarily kidnapped, and forced to please a guest who turned out to be Ares. Sucking his cock off like a doll. An endless night of continuous nasty fucking. An ache between my legs and ass, that's driving me insane every second.
Okay... maybe that sounded less than a King's day. It's just a day in my life as Catherine Lane, contract wife to an impassive devil.
"It seems like the accident from a month ago isn't the stress you're currently facing."
"I'm way over that, trust me, it's all a bad memory." I took my coffee for a drink.
"I can see that. I would like to make a suggestion... couples therapy."
I choked, coughing loudly.
"Mrs. King, are you alright?"
He rose to help, but I stuck out a hand to stop him.
"I'm sorry, what?"
He sat down and sighed. "It's only a suggestion. Maybe with that, you can be more open-minded with him, and I would just be here to guide you through it."
