☆ 𝑳𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝑨𝑳𝑬 ☆
When spoken by my new husband, these three little words fill me with terror and anticipation.
In private, King Henry rules my body like he rules his country—with unrelenting control and passion. I crave his orders, his punishment, his commands. Outside the bedroom, we’re strangers caught in a web of lies and decadence.
Our marriage is a sham, a business arrangement devised to save my life and secure his crown. He doesn’t love me. He loves my body, controlling it, shaming it, worshipping it. To survive the dangers at court, I need to be smart, but it’s hard to think straight with a man like Henry between my legs.
Each night, he locks the bedroom door, determined to teach me a new lesson. Obedience, patience, trust. I lie awake in bed waiting for the sound of his footsteps and the latest installment in pleasure and pain. My heart pounds when the hinges creak and his broad shoulders block the door. I’m not ready, but I can’t wait to feel his hands on me. He shoves his bowtie into my mouth, binds my hands to the headboard, and whispers in my ear…
“𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛?”