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“But if he were to ask for ive your permission”

Lord Clayton drew his youngest daughter in his ar, but do not get your hopes up I hate to see you distraught”

A servant entered the roouest tent is ready for patrons to be seated”

“Thank you,” Lord Clayton said, releasing his hold on Alyssa “Shall we go?”

“Yes, father,” Alyssa said, s up at Lord Clayton with a look that would melt any father’s heart

“And Eleanor,” he said, stalking across the roo Eleanor by the elbow “Do not embarrass yourself or your fainald You are to behave appropriately”

Eleanor’s eyes narrowed “You will not be ordering inald, I will no longer be your concern”

She jerked her arht his words to Alyssa as she entered the hall “That girl will be the death of me If only she were meek and well-mannered like you, little one”

“I have tried to encourage her to be more submissive,” Alyssa said

“I know, daughter I airl”

Lara rolled her eyes She could just picture Alyssa s worship Puh-leaze

In the yard outside the castle, a fence, spectator stands and a tent had been erected Lara’s heart skipped a beat when she realized this jousting thing was for real A clanging sound to her right drew her attention Lord Asshat, fully bedecked in his polished ar in her direction When he stopped beside her, he removed his helmet His eyes roved over her body as if he were a detective looking for clues Most of those clues otten stuck to her boobs

“You look inco on the tops of her breasts

“Thank you, Christopher”

His breath caiven name before”

Lara fluttered her eyelashes at hiht work, and if she had to pretend to like this guy to distract hie, she would ently touched the bruise on his face, resisting the urge to jab his bruise repeatedly with her finger His eyesif she sounded si or just obnoxious “What a terrible bruise Are you sure you can fight?”

He caught her hand and kissed its pal, milady,” he said “May I ask the honor of your favor?”

Ugh! She reached into the cleft between her breasts and slowly pulled out a s in the back of his throat She pressed the handkerchief to her lips before handing it to him “Please accept this small token of my affection”

She wasn’t sure hoas possible for hi for all she orth She’d run off with his rival, for crying out loud Was he that much a slave to his dick?

Abbot accepted the handkerchief and drew it to his nose “We wed tonight, milady,” he said, his voice husky with desire “Then it will be ht to take what I want from you”

She sed the acid inching up her throat and attempted a smile “I cannot refuse my husband”

He surprised her by grabbing her and kissing her with an open-ht penetration, she clenched her teeth tightly together She forced herself to remain still When he pulled away, he looked down at her in question

“Not going to fight me?” he asked

It dawned on her that her resistance hat had him so enslaved by desire She slapped hinite him further, yet terrified that it would actually work “Cad! How dare you take such liberties!”

“Oh, I dare, milady I care not how viciously you resist”

“I loathe you”

He laughed “Is that any way to speak to your future husband?”

She bit her tongue This guy was unreal When he lowered his head to kiss her again, she twisted away, breaking free of his grasp

“Save it for the e bed, Abbot,” Lord Clayton said

Abbot grinned “Tonight cannot coh”

Lara glanced around, noticing Alyssa talking to Reece near his horse Standing beside the with nervous energy Reece leaned close to Alyssa, nodding occasionally as he listened to her instructions When her hand grasped his metal sleeve so she could whisper in his ear, Lara was surprised by the spear of jealousy that pierced her heart It inald, Lara reasoned She knew that Alyssa had no interest in Reg and Alyssa didn’t even see Reece when she looked at the dashing knight preparing for the tournament, so Lara’s jealousy made even less sense