“I don’t want to belong to you.”
“It’s too late for that.”
"It’s never too late for the truth.”
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Q wrapped his arms around me. Plucking me from the pedestal, he slowly lowered my body down his. Every slip was delicious torture. The heat of him. The hardness of him.
My feet touched the ground; Q smiled. “Hello, Mrs Mercer.”
I moaned as his hand slinked up my side, deliberately catching the side of my breast. “Hello, Mr. Mercer.”
“I’m so glad fate gave me you,” he whispered.
“I’m so glad I deserve you.”
His eyes darkened. “You deserve so much more than me, esclave. But it’s too late. You’re mine, and I’m never letting you go.” Time stood still as we stared into each other’s eyes.
His hand cupped my cheek, hot, claiming. “We did it.”
I accepted his feathery kiss. “We’re married.”
Q kissed me. “Nous ne faisons qu’un.” We are one.
Chapter Sixteen, Tess -mutluluğun resmini çizemem ama yazılmış olanı alıntı olarak paylaşabilirim flkjdlkg ağlicam
“It’s now or never!” dedi. Sonra bunun çok kısa olacağını düşündü ve “Tomorrow will be too late!” diye ekledi.
Never too late, if Faustus will repent.
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sometimes
the apology
never comes
when it is wanted
and when it comes
it is neither wanted
nor needed
- you are too late
It was a sign, Marilyn decided. For her it was too late. But it wasn’t too late for Lydia.
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LAW 1: NEVER OUTSHINE THE MASTER
Always make those above you feel comfortably superior. In your desire to please or impress them, do not go too far in displaying your talents or you might accomplish the opposite—inspire fear and insecurity. Make your masters appear more brilliant than they are and you will attain the heights of power.
LAW 2:
