Page 74 of The Enforcer's Possession

I smiled back.Rare enough that several guests probably noticed.Didn’t care.

She was mine.I was hers.We’d forged something real despite the violence that had nearly destroyed us both.

We were dark and dangerous and entirely devoted to each other.

The queen I’d claimed had become the partner I needed.And I’d become the man who deserved her.

The first year had been about survival.About learning to work together despite starting as adversaries.About building trust from nothing and respect from forced circumstances.

The years ahead would be about consolidation.About strengthening what we’d built and facing whatever threats emerged with the confidence that came from knowing we functioned better together than we ever had apart.

This was the relationship we’d built from violence and unlikely love.

And I wouldn’t change a single thing about it.