Kissing Hellfire: Marry Me, Evil Lord Novel

Sacrifice demands a price—one Lauren would gladly pay with her very soul.

The rebel princess had always been notorious, but never until now had she dared infiltrate the Everston mansion under moonlight. Only Lauren possessed the audacity to seek out the warlord in his own domain, just nights before her fourth wedding was to bind her to another.

What she proposed would shake the kingdom: a marriage of convenience to the most dangerous man alive.

A cunning woman masked as innocence. A warrior drowning in desire for destruction. What could possibly bloom from a union built on deception and secrets?

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"Surely you're not annoyed?" Her gaze sharpened as she studied him.

He emptied his wine glass without hesitation and set it aside.

Moving closer, he caged her against the railing—one hand braced beside her while the other claimed her untouched glass, draining it in a single, deliberate swallow before the glass joined his own.

The flex of his throat with each drink sent warmth spiraling through her veins.

His crimson gaze found hers again as he dragged his tongue across his lips, savoring the remnants of wine.

"How shall I repay this insult?" His voice dripped like honey over a blade—seductive, lethal, utterly captivating.