Dorian POV
“I will be your mistress.”
It took longer than I calculated, but time was on my side. I had patience. I had other women.
So when the guards informed me she was waiting outside my chambers, I knew instantly — the moment had come.
“Please…” she choked, her whole body trembling on the floor before me. “Please… help me save my mother. Please…”
Pathetic. Desperate. And yet… captivating.
I crouched down, brushing my thumb across the wet trails on her cheeks. I will admit, with the heavy tears streaming down her face, she looked even more beautiful.
And her scent. Goddess, her scent.
I inhaled deeply, letting it coat my lungs, richer now with her despair. It wasn’t just sweet anymore. It was… intoxicating.
“Get up,” I said as I rose back to my feet.
It took a moment, but she
