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I’ve been sharing my novella Dominic chapter by chapter. You may already know Dominic (aka Tyson) from The Seven Chambers Series (specifically Stolen Flame). This is his story of how he came to be employed at The Chamber. Please sign up for my newsletter to continue reading Dominic! 

*The following contains explicit content, 18+ readers, please. Also, this is a draft copy which has not been edited for publication.


The Men of the Seven Chambers Series

A Novella

by D.W. Marshall

With my thumbs, I wipe the sprinkle of tears that escapes her beautiful eyes, mesmerized by how silver they look now. I can’t be sure how she feels, but that was the most honest, vulnerable, intense experience I have ever had. I bring my lips to hers. Her lips curl up into a loving smile as she kisses back.

“I love you,” I say, barely above a whisper. The words just spilled out, but her reaction images 2was wonderful. She didn’t behave as though shocked. She didn’t recoil. Instead her tears increased and she stared into my eyes, giving herself to me. Not all of her, but I swear I could feel her break off for me a tiny piece of her trust, hope, and what I believe could be the beginnings of love.

I know I don’t deserve any of it, but with greed I will take it all. Pulling her into me, we roll onto our sides, my cock still deep inside her.

“I missed you so much,” I say as I breathe her in. I want to remember every scent our bodies make together. “I didn’t tell you I loved you to hear those words back. I said them because I mean them, Vivian. I am in love with you. I want you to know how I feel, always.”

She backs up, gluing her body to mine. “I missed you, too,” she says into the fold of my arm. “I’m kind of like a crackhead, looking for your letters every single day. I’m so happy when I see the lavender envelope,” she continues and kisses my arm. “I don’t know what to say. Something is happening between us.”

“You are destroying them after you read them, right?”

“Yes, but I don’t want to. I want to read them over and over until the papers fall apart.”

“But you understand that it would be too risky. If anyone knew. If it got back to Mason, he could remove me from the guard.”


I can hear the panic in her voice and feel her heart race at the thought.

“Yes. Oh Vivian, I want to take you away from here.”

Her head snaps around and she looks into my eyes. “You can’t! I have to finish! I can’t risk my family! Besides, as long as you are with me, I know I will be safe. Right?”

“Right… You are so strong.”

Would she be mine on the outside if we left now?

I know the answer to that question. No. Sure, she would be ever thankful for the support I gave her inside the walls of The Chamber. I believe that she is far less afraid than the other women, and I know that is because of the bond we have between us. But it wouldn’t be enough. Not yet, but if she wanted to leave I would whisk her away into the night, regardless.

“No, I’m not strong. But I have you, and you give me strength.”

Wow. That admission makes my heart sing. But she can’t believe that—it weakens her, and to survive this year she needs all of her inner strength.

I ease out of her and roll her over to face me. “That is not true.” I kiss her hands. “Your strength is one of the things I fell in love with, Vivian. I know it sounds crazy after a few months to say that I love you. You must think I am nuts.”

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*Draft copy which has not been edited for publication

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