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Lord Theodore's Favorite Ritual

"I have waited for you in all of my lives, Gooseberry, and in all of them you had left. Please stay in this one," he pleaded, his eyes locked with hers. "I wish to stay too, My Lord Husband, because you are forever, Theodore," she whispered, tears glistening in her eyes. In a world where Lydia Statham, an illegitimate girl shunned as an abomination, is confined to her noble-born family’s estate, her only escape comes through books and stories of the outside world. But destiny intervenes when she receives an invitation to a bridal pick banquet at one of Critic Arley’s grandest mansions. What was supposed to be a chance for a new beginning soon becomes a solitary encounter with Lord Theodore, a feared outcast and enemy of the Empire. Lord Theodore, of royal blood but without a surname, has never desired a wife, and the idea of cohabiting with a woman seems unfathomable. Yet, at the banquet thrown by Conan, where every young lady was invited, only Lydia appears. Now, Theodore must confront his deepest reservations as he navigates the ritualistic demands and unearths feelings he never anticipated. In a tale of forbidden desires and unspoken promises, every season, every day, and forever, Theodore's life will revolve around the ritual that is Lydia—his chosen, his fate. No one came but her. His Gooseberry. ************** "Call me Lordess Theodore" "I am Lordess Theodore and I am his favourite ritual" Dear Critic. Do you wish to https://buymeacoffee.com/nanafirdausi Discourse with me on discord @i_nanafirdausi Cover photo is mine.

I_Nana_Firdausi · Fantasie
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294 Chs

More Than Physical Attraction

Midnight,

Bedroom, Theodore Mansion, Critic Arley.

"I'm sorry" Theodore let out quickly, the second he placed her on the bed, he just really had to touch her earlier, she was looking too much.

Her head dropped, eyes filled instantly, her back stinged "Why are you sorry, husband" she still asked

"Gooseberry" she met his eyes and he held them "I'm sorry I am inadequate, I am sorry I have to watch measly while the empire hates you,

"Theodore you can never be inadequate, you are just the man I have always hoped to have and as I know you more, I realise my expectations had been too low even"

"Gooseberry" he growled

"This is just the begging"

She smiled at him her killer smile "I know and I'm ready" she added

"You are really never leaving" he growled he lifted her and she was sitting between his thighs, her back pressed to his front "Did you dress up for me?" he teased while she blushed profusely.