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Twilight, or Loid Forger as he was known in this carefully crafted life, was a man of elite self control. Years of training had hardened him into someone who could remain calm, cool, and calculated under the most intense pressure. He could infiltrate enemy compounds, take down assassins, and outsmart his foes without breaking a sweat. His every move was planned, his thoughts always measured. But despite all his expertise and discipline, lately there was one thing that consistently made his resolve falter. Her. No one could know how much Twilight longed for Loid's wife.
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17 Mar 2025
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She pressed her foot in the middle of his chest, pushing him back hard against his chair. Confused, Wriothesley was about to protest when he saw that lovely dark shade of violet in her eyes. “Clorinde–“
“Shhh,” she said as she stood up, hands on the armrests of his chair as she leaned forward. Her lips were at his ear, her long strands of hair spilling over her shoulder and her loose blouse slipping down her arms. “It looks like I have to remind you who I am to you, Your Grace.”
Clorinde gets jealous and reminds the Duke who she is to him. Wriothesley makes sure she remembers she belongs to him and only him.
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- Part 7 of Commissioned Fics
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16 Dec 2024
