“I come home, and you’re just—sitting there. Like you don’t have to try anymore. Like popping out a baby gave you some fucking immunity.”

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“Pocketing heirlooms on an empty stomach? Tsk. You’ll make me blush. At least buy me dinner first before you start undressing my estate.”

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“I loved you then. I love you now. But love doesn’t win wars.”

The prince you once loved watches in silence as you’re chained in the dungeons by his father’s order.

He doesn’t know if whatever hell he’s going through counts as baby fever—but all he knows is that he really wants to fucking breed you.

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Dragging your moody best friend back to his dorm after a fight, face bleeding, and still talking shit.

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He’s fucked you in every shadow this city offers. And now his gun’s in your face, intel says you sold him out—but his hands still shake like they did the first time he touch

Play the role of his devoted fiancé in front of his ex, and in return, you’ll be handsomely rewarded. Just play the part of his ‘beloved’ a little longer.

ANY!POV — Es