Page 54 of Ruthless Knight


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Aurora walks through the door on the opposite side, and I continue to my office, hoping I can purge the goddess from my mind so I can work.

Aurora has been in my head all fucking day, and even though I can’t see her anymore, the image of her perfect body continues to harden my dick. I already know I’m going to have to take care of myself later if this continues.

The moment I step inside my office, my phone buzzes with a text.

I pull it from my jacket pocket and see the message is from Jericho.

I open it and read the contents. It says:

Found something interesting about your wifey you definitely should see. Go to your computer and click on the email I just sent you.

Aurora, aka Cordelia Harris, has one hell of a dirty mind.

Make sure you start with the last chapter of Girl. No.9.

You can thank me later. LOL

What the hell is Jericho talking about now? And what did he find?

Aurora, aka Cordelia Harris.

This is the kind of message I would give a hard pass. The last time Jericho sent me a message like this, I accidentally signed up to a year’s supply of Viagra.

I’m only checking this out because I want to see what he found out about my wife-to-be and what seems to be some kind of pseudonym.

I head to my desk and switch on the computer. As it’s set to open to my emails, I sit and open the message Jericho sent me.

I click on the link inside, and it takes me to the reader portal of Red Cat Publishing, a romance novel website.

On the home page is an announcement that Cordelia Harris published the latest chapter of her serialGirl No.9five hours ago. The comments in the chat section are going crazy, filling up with one comment after another in just the mere seconds I’ve been on here.

Well, I’ll be damned. Looks like the goddess has a pen name and she does a little more with her writing talents than dream of working for a lifestyle magazine.

I click into her biography, which states:

Cordelia Harris is an erotic romance author who has penned ten erotic romance novels and twenty serials exclusive to Red Cat Publishing.

She enjoys writing dirty, forbidden fantasies best reserved for late nights. All are based on her own desires. Check out her stories to dive into her world.

I read it again, sucked in by the wordsdirty, forbidden fantasiesthat are all based on hers. Then I follow the prompt to check out her stories because I would love to see what my sweet goddess has created in her world.

Jericho said I should start with the last chapter ofGirl No. 9, and from the buzz created by the readers, I wouldn’t dream of starting anywhere else.

I click into the story, scroll down to the last chapter, and I’m hooked from the first line.

Chapter seventeen

Laila

Javier sucks on my breasts until my nipples are raw.

I moan, filling the room with the wild sound of my pleasure and indulgence in this forbidden moment.

We both know we shouldn’t be doing this again, but that hasn’t stopped us.

Javier will always be my father’s enemy, and I will always be the daughter of the man his family forbade him to see. But our need for each other has surpassed everything that doesn’t exist in our world.

That need has driven us insane. That’s the only thing that would explain why we thought we should meet here tonight at the Dark Odyssey, a sex club. It’s the most taboo of all places, but also, a safe space where no one would ever find us.

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