Ianthe... i don't think we're on the same page." i said. "you see... when you forced me to have sex with you it didn't mean that we were going to get married."

"Oh.." She said. She looked quite sad actually but knowing Ianthe it was all just a facade. "But Lucien... don't you want to get married? I just know how proud your parents would be."

True. True."But Ianthe... I want to marry for love."

"But Lucien... I want to marry you."

Shit. Ianthe always gets what she wants."Listen, Ianthe. I'm not going to become high lord or anything... so why me?"

"Because you will be high lord," an evil grin spread over her face.

"How?"

"We will kill off each of your brothers slowly, one by one, until there are none left apart from you. Then you'll have no choice but to accept the role of high lord... with me by your side."

"I don't WANT to be high lord Ianthe."

"Not even for me?"

She shrugged off her robe, revealing her perfect breasts and killer figure. She turned around and bent down slightly to lock the door, but at enough of a calculated angel that she still looked good. For those 4 seconds she spent looking the door her, again PERFECT, ass was in my face, and dam if it didn't make me even slightly hard i don't know what could. She stood up and turned back around. She walked over slowly letting her breasts bounce a little as she walked. I couldn't even hide it know, i was so hard. She came and sat down on my lap, feeling my dick harden underneath her. This was going to be hard.

IantheHe's so easy to manipulate. I knew as soon as i sat on him that I would get what I wanted. His dick was hard, and so was my will. He gave in too easily. And now? Now I've got a wedding and multiple murders to plan.

FeyreThat's it. I thought. No more fucking people for information. The only person I ever want to be with again is Tamlin. Wait. TAMLIN?!??! Why the Fuck would I want Tamlin and not Rhysand? It's stupid. I can't love Taml-

"Feyre!"

Shit. It's Ianthe."I have exciting news!" She hurried into the robe, wearing her signature robe.

"What is it?" I'm contemplating life Fuck off."I'M GETTING MARRIED!"

Now this made me sit up.

"To who?"

"First, Feyre, you're going to get dressed." She looked pointedly down, and i remembered i was naked from last night's fuck with Tamlin. Ugh.. Tamlin.

"Right."

I hurried into my walk in wadrobe and quickly got changed into a light pink flowy dress with light pink flats. In my hair i wore pink pins to keep my hair up.

"Very pretty." Ianthe said as i came out. "Anyway... I'm marrying LUCIEN!"

WHAT "I'm sure you'll be a great couple!" I missed a LOT when i was away.Okay! That's all. BYE"

"bye."

SDSDSDSDSDFeyreWow. This wedding is amazing! there were chocolate truffles and sprinkle donuts, and a beautiful cake. I was about to sit down when i saw Tamlin whispering to Lucien in a corner. I couldn't hear what they were saying but it looked important. Tamling saw me and came over.

"Hey," he said.

"He-" I was cut off my his lips pressing against mine his tounge going down my throat. Ugh. He is such a good kisser. I wanted him right now. II wanted his big, hard, dick in me right now. I started rubbing his dick. But he pulled away. "Tonight" he whispered.

After a while i remembered the whispering.

"So what were you taking to Lucien about?"

"Oh... nothing."

I could he was hiding something. I also knew that i had to keep fucking people for information. Much to my dismay.

THAT NIGHT"Tamlin" I groaned as he pushed himself into me. His dick was as big as i remembered from yesterday, and i wanted it all now.

"Feyre?" He said, still thrusting hard and rough.

"Yea?" I panted just wanting to fuck and not talk.

"I missed you."

"I missed you to." And to my suprise. I meant it.