Page 39 of Inside of You, Vol. One
“Your name is the only one on the deed. I want you to have a place of your own.” He dives his hand into his pocket and pulls out a sparkling ring. “And this is second gift.”
Raising your hand to him, you’re beyond taken aback by this captivating object.
“This is a ring fit for my queen.” Kazimir slides it onto your finger.
The huge platinum band weighs down your hand.
Three interlocking diamonds are set into the shimmering band. Each diamond’s cut is exquisite. Their clarity and brilliance will be the envy of all jewelry lovers in the world. And as if it isn’t expensive enough, a myriad of tiny diamonds outline the three huge ones in the center.
This is the sort of ring that high-level thieves would spend years coming up with a heist to steal it. But you know the dangerous power of Kazimir, and that no one would dare try to take that ring off your finger, not when you’re the Lion’s wife.
“Do you like it?”
You find your voice and tell him how much you love your ring.
“Are you hungry?”
You nod.
He leaves the car, rushes over to your side, and opens it. “This place was owned by a queen who married five times, yet outlived every single husband. She ruled this area for a very long time. Many called her, the Forever Queen. I thought that was perfect for you.”
You marvel in the history.
The moment your foot hits the castle’s grounds, you feel its soul rush up to greet you, and the sensation is warm and inviting.
Kazimir gestures to the large mass of land. “Do you like your new place?”
Nodding, you’re at a loss for words.
You stand before the magnificent castle. The majestic lines of the structure are adorned with detailed stonework and fantasy creatures. This enchanting architecture makes your knees feel week. It is four stories tall. A balcony wraps around the third floor. Towers and domes rise, jutting out like giant spears. You don’t see a single window, but you’re sure there has to be some.
Kazimir is so excited, he rushes with guiding you forward.
Your new staff welcomes you both.
Not willing to share you with anybody, he pulls you along to show you the inside of your new castle.
Every room is the size of a tennis court and filled with lovely furniture.
He takes you up a spiral staircase and rushes you down a great hall covered in mahogany wood and gold trimmings.
He stops you at the last door in the hallway. “This used to be the throne room.”
Kazimir opens the door.
You step in.
“Now, it is our master bedroom—one of the many places that I will fuck you in.”
The massive room holds a king sized bed in the center. The fabric on the bed is made of white silk and the sheets are dotted with real roses. The bed posts are bent in a graceful arc like the shape of a swan’s neck, twisting and curling up toward the ceiling.
Lit white candles sit on the nightstand near the bed, filling the air with a the scent of lavender.
A huge vanity lays in the corner. A beautiful painting of the rose garden hangs on the far wall.
Kazimir leads you towards the room’s white marble balcony that juts out from the north side of the room and overlooks the sea. He opens the double glass doors.
A salty sea breeze smooths against your skin and makes your sundress ripple along your body.
