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“Your name is Gwen Night,” he purred, licking my bottom lip. “And you are my wife.”

“Oh, that’s right,” I smiled. “How could I ever forget?”

“I fucking love you, princess,” he said.

I used to hate it when he called me that. But now I loved it. I was his princess—his queen, and he was my king.

“I love you too, baby. I love you too.”

The End