The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 467

Chapter 467 Crimson Toasts

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Their bodies collided with a fierceness that sent the couch groaning beneath them.

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Julius shed every hint of restraint, gathered Quinn against his chest, and kissed her with a hungry devotion that tasted every sweet breath she tried to claim for herself.

Only when her lungs begged for air did his mouth slide to her jaw, then her fragile neck, then the delicate ridge of her collarbone, each stop marked by a molten trail of heat.

Her toes curled, and translucent tears–born of pure physical overwhelm–glistened at the corners of her eyes.

Julius wrapped an arm around her trembling shoulders, stilling the rhythm he had set ablaze, and brushed away those tears with the warm tip of his tongue. “I rushed you,” he whispered, voice frayed with guilt. “I… I’ll slow down, be gentler…”

“I don’t need you to,” Quinn panted, lifting both arms to wind around his neck. “Keep going just like this, Julius. I love you, and no matter what comes, never doubt how fiercely I love you.”

“All right,” Julius breathed, burying his face in the hollow of her shoulder where her scent was thickest.

Quinn’s usually cool skin now burned beneath his lips, every inch lit by the wildfire of desire.

your way Quinn turned just enough for her lips to brush the shell of his ear. “And… You have loving me; I have mine. And my love for you is growing every day. One day, it won’t be any less than yours.”

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A tremor rippled through Julius, and he hauled her closer, as though afraid the promise might flutter away if he didn’t hold it tight.

He clung to that hope–that the day she described would truly come.

He hoped that when all this ended, she would still choose to stand beside him.

Night sank deeper, thick as velvet around the suite.

Until the room finally fell silent, Julius rose with deliberate care, dressed, and stood watching Quinn asleep on the couch, her breathing even at last.

He had slipped a measured dose of sleeping powder into tonight’s merlot.

Paired with the exhaustion of their lovemaking, the drug ensured she was now utterly lost to

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In a little while, he would place her in the care of his men; a plane back home already stood ready.

Once in Azania, a detail he trusted would guard her, letting her live quietly and safely.

As for himself, he had finally traced his father’s whereabouts; the moment her flight lifted, he would confront the old man.

The feud between him and his father had to end–tonight if fate allowed.

Moments later, Julius fetched a fresh towel, warmed it under the tap, and began to cleanse Quinn’s skin. He worked inch by inch, patient as a craftsman restoring priceless art. His gaze drifted over her with an aching tenderness he did not try to hide.

Leaning close, he spoke into the hush as though the air itself could carry his vow. “Quinn, after I settle things with my father and find a way home, and if you still want me then, we’ll be together for real. I swear, there’ll be no more secrets between us.”

His low promise drifted through the room, mingling with the faint scent of wine and spent candles.

After he had cleaned every trace of their passion, he retrieved a soft dress and eased her limbs into the fabric. Each movement was meticulous, reverent. He handled her as though she were a treasure beyond appraisal.

When the last button was secured, Julius smoothed her long hair, gathering the silken strands into a neat knot.

As he bent to lift Quinn into his arms, the woman who should have been fast asleep suddenly snapped her eyes open.

Julius froze. In the next breath, a slender, ice–cold needle sliced through the air and buried itself in the soft hollow of his neck.

“You-” The word tore out of him, ragged with shock, as his eyes flew open and locked on Quinn, now startlingly lucid.

“I knew you slipped something into the wine, Julius, so I made my own plans. The dose I just pushed into your neck is only a sedative. It won’t damage your body. Given that stubborn constitution of yours, you’ll wake in a few hours.”

As her steady words faded, the plunger depressed and the milky drug streamed through the needle into his bloodstream.

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