"Do you have any idea who could have wanted Dima dead?" Ari asked Grayson, on the Royal Family's private jet, headed back to Estrea.Grayson shook his head. "Well, Marcus could have set me up, but why would he bring that much shame to the royal family? It would be a reflection on the whole family, not just me."Ari sighed. "Maybe we're grasping at straws. Maybe they won't try and link you to her murder. After all, we weren't even in Estrea when it happened."Grayson patted her hand and then lifted it to his lips. "Let's change the subject. I want to spend this time with you." Ari nodded as she snuggled onto Grayson's shoulder. She just hoped that nothing would link Grayson to Dima's murder. She felt bad for Grayson. When she looked into his eyes, she could tell that he still cared for Dima. Of course, you couldn't be with someone for a few years and not still have feelings for them, no matter what they did. But then again, seeing the person you love in bed with another man would be en
Ari had asked Sam to drive her to the police station and he did gladly, but she didn't miss the quick glance he gave to Piers before agreeing. She wondered what that was all about, but brushed it off, thinking Sam was probably silently asking permission. But Ari didn't need Piers' permission. She had a feeling that he had been left to run the security for the royals unchecked for many years, leading him to think that he was untouchable, which was a dangerous train of thought.When they got to the station, Sam stayed with her, but stood across the room, a safe distance away, standing guard. She approached a middle-aged policewoman sitting there wearing a nametag that read JOAN KLONDIKE sitting behind the front desk. "I'd like to check on my husband, Prince Grayson Pierce."Joan's head snapped up and then she narrowed her eyes in disbelief. "You're Prince Grayson's wife?"Ari rolled her eyes. "Yes, I am. I thought everyone in the world had heard by now."Officer Klondike raised an eyebro
When Grayson saw Xavier walk into the interrogation room, he had never been so relieved to see someone in his life. He had been in the police department all morning answering questions, but it had all boiled down to the same question: Did you do it? Did you kill Dima Franz? "Xavier! You're here! What took you so long, man?" Grayson asked, relieved to see his brother. "I've been in the waiting room with Ari. They just let me come back." Xavier pulled him in for a hug and then released him. "How are you holding up?""I'm okay." Grayson sighed. "How's Ari?"Xavier cocked his head to the side. "Worried." Xavier sat in one of the chairs. "She and I were waiting together." He smirked. "The police officer didn't believe that Ari was your wife. The policewoman was practically asking her for a marriage certificate.""Really?" Grayson shook his head. "She hasn't had enough time to get her new driver's license, either."Xavier shook his head. "Nope. Other than a wedding ring, she had no proof t
Despite everything that had happened, Grayson refused to go to the castle. He wanted to wait until he had to go, if ever, before he moved back in. Soon, the limo pulled to a stop in front of his townhouse.Grayson raised her hand to his lips. "Ari, would you mind if I talk to Piers alone? There are some things we need to discuss."Ari nodded, and then kissed him on the cheek. "I'll wait for you inside." She pulled him close and then whispered, "Be careful."Grayson nodded as he gave her hand a gentle squeeze. Then he lowered the glass partition between them and the front of the limo."Sam, would you mind escorting Ari into my townhouse?" Grayson asked. "I need to speak with Piers… alone."Sam glanced over at Piers and raised an eyebrow. Piers nodded, obviously giving him permission."Yes, of course," Sam answered Grayson.Grayson didn't know what the dynamic was between them, but he didn't like that Sam appeared to be under Piers' control, that he thought more of Piers' orders than his
Grayson headed down the hallway toward the townhouse he now shared with Ari. He made a mental note to look for another place with her. They need a place together. A place where she would feel at home. When he walked in, he didn't see Ari, so he walked over to the bar and fixed himself a drink. Then he leaned over, and held it to his head, trying to relax.Then he heard something down the hallway, and his heart sank. Grayson set the glass down, as memories of Dima with another man in his bed ran through his mind.He started down the hallway and opened the bedroom door... but no one was there. He breathed a sigh of relief.But when he turned around, Sam and Ari were walking out of the spare bedroom, laughing. Grayson froze. "What's going on?"Sam looked up and smiled. "We heard a noise from the back, and I told Ari to stay here, but she followed me down the hallway anyway. When I walked into the spare bedroom, there was a woodpecker banging on the window."Grayson raised an eyebrow in
Ari woke the next morning to the sun shining in... and the woodpecker pecking away at the window from the spare room. "Ugh!" Ari yelled, pulling the pillow over her head. "Stop it, Wrong Way!"Grayson chuckled, rubbing her back lightly. "I've been called a lot of things, but never Wrong Way."Ari giggled, glad to see that Grayson's usual good humor had returned. But she had to give him a break. After all, he had just been released from jail for conspiracy to murder his ex-fiancé. When she thought about it, she may have reacted the same way."Morning… stud," Ari teased.He tickled her, making her laugh, and then pinned her arms back playfully over her head. "I'll show you 'stud'." Then his lips descended upon hers, in a sexy kiss.She gave him another sweet kiss, and then pulled back. "I hate to do this, but Christmas is coming....""And you want to go shopping," Grayson finished."If you don't mind." Ari looked into his eyes, hopeful. Grayson sighed and then sat up. "That reminds me o
Ari headed toward the entrance of the women's boutique when flashes went off, nearly blinding her. "How did you and Prince Grayson meet?" a reporter asked."Did you know that your sister is dying of leukemia?" another member of the paparazzi demanded.A bodyguard was shielding her, helping her through the crowd that was quickly gathering. She had no idea where they came from. They were like roaches, sniffing out their next meal. Her head snapped up. "Dying?" Ari asked. "I can assure you she isn't dying." "Then you admit that you know she has leukemia, but you still left her and married the prince?" Then the reporter fired another question at her, not waiting for an answer to the first. "Is that the reason why you married the prince? To get money for your sister's treatment?""No comment," Ari replied, tears filling her eyes."Are you responsible for the murder of Dima Franz, the prince's ex-fiancé?" another reporter asked.Ari stopped and stared at him in disbelief. "Now, wait a min
When Ari entered the townhouse, Grayson was waiting for her, standing in the middle of the room. As soon as he saw her, he closed the gap between them and pulled her into his arms. "Are you okay?" He pulled back and looked into her eyes. She nodded. "I'm fine... thanks to Arnold." Then she explained what had happened."I'm so sorry, Ari." Grayson took her hand and raised it to his lips. "I'll hold a press conference today and tell the paparazzi to stay away from you or there will be consequences."Ari hated for him to hold a press conference just for that, but she appreciated it. "Thank you."Grayson nodded. "I'll keep you safe."Behind them, Arnold cleared his throat. "Where would you like these, Your Royal Highness?" He was holding a laptop box and Ralph was holding the printer.Ari turned to Grayson. "Would you mind if I keep my laptop and printer in the spare room?"Grayson shook his head, smiling. "No, but you can use the office, if you like.""Great!" Ari replied, taking the box
Grayson was proud of his father's efforts to unite Estrea once again. It was clear that the old ways were no longer working. It was time for a fresh start. And King Maxwell of Estrea was determined to do just that.The election was held the next month, as King Maxwell promised, and the Royal Council was selected. But through it all, the feeling in Estrea had been one of new hope. In the news, King Maxwell was praised for his bold initiative to bring the realm into the Twenty-First Century.A few weeks later, the first meeting of the Royal Council was held on April 1. The board voted to continue holding the meetings twice a month, on the first and third Mondays, to keep the council abreast of the happenings of Estrea. The king then promised to make the proceedings and decisions made by the council known to the public in the interest of full disclosure. There was also a procedure set in place for grievances, ensuring that everyone's concerns would be heard. "So, what about the name Maso
The next day, Grayson was working in his office at the castle when Xavier walked in. Without a word, he crossed the room to the television and flipped it on. Then he stood back and folded his arms across his chest."And in the news today," Ella J. Scott said to the camera. "The body of Prince Marcus Pierce was found in an old abandoned warehouse, along with the bodies of other men. One of the men has been identified as Piers Wingfield, former head of security for the Crown. King Maxwell Pierce and members of the Royal Family have made no comment as to the cause of death. In other news—"Xavier sighed, folding his arms across his chest. "I don't think you have to worry about paying Piers now.""Let's speak with Father," Grayson said, already headed toward the door.Xavier followed. "What should we tell him?"Grayson sighed, turning around to face him with his hand on their father's door. "The truth."Xavier looked at him for a moment, and then nodded his agreement.Grayson knocked on th
A week later when Ari was feeling better, she finally had that meeting with the hospital administrator about Henley's House. This time, Henley, her mother, and Vickie attended. Grayson had wanted to go, too, but Ari had to persuade him to let her go without him. After all, she couldn't live in fear for the rest of her life."This is a wonderful idea. I appreciate you bringing it to us," said the hospital administrator, Dr. Sienna Gallagher. "We look forward to hearing more about it. And please be sure to tell His Majesty King Maxwell Pierce and His Highness Grayson Pierce how much we appreciate it. Cancer patients, and their families, will be very appreciative."After speaking with Dr. Gallagher, and at Henley's insistence, Ari had decided to expand Henley's House to include all cancer patients treated at Estrea Medical Hospital, not just leukemia patients.Ari held out her hand. "The pleasure is ours. Thank you for offering us the land on which to build. I'll speak with my husband and
Ari had fallen asleep on the way home, despite her best efforts to stay awake. But the lack of sleep and the continuous motion of Grayson stroking her hair, made sleep inevitable. But now that she was with Grayson again, the world could fall apart, and she wouldn't care. Her stomach hurt a bit, waking her."Are you alright?" Grayson asked, his voice filled with concern.Ari nodded. "My stomach's hurting just a bit, but I'm fine. I just need to rest.""And eat," Xavier added, looking at her in the rearview mirror. Ari laughed. "Well, that's a given." She thought for a moment, wanting to word it correctly. "Xavier, Grayson, thank you both for coming to my rescue.""It's my pleasure, my lady," Xavier teased."You know I would move heaven and earth to get to you," Grayson replied, his voice low and husky.Xavier nodded. "And he is not exaggerating."Ari laughed. "Well, I truly appreciate it." Then she thought of something. "I had to do something that I'm not proud of." She bit her lower
Ari ran through the forest as quickly as she could, headed toward who knew where. She remembered that there was a road that lead back to the village, and she had to find it. She couldn't follow the beach; she'd ever get home.Home.A small word that held so much power. As she ran, all she could think of was Grayson and going home, their home together, at the castle. Then she fell, stumbling over a root protruding from the ground, but caught herself with her hands. But she got up and started running again. After a bit, she looked behind her to see if anyone was following... and ran straight into something. When she looked up... it was Piers."No!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, her knees buckling under her. But to her surprise, he caught her in his strong arms."Quiet!" Piers said, holding a finger to his lips."Hold it right there." When she looked up and saw Grayson holding a gun, her heart leapt with relief and joy."Grayson!"Piers quickly pulled her in front of him. "I want
Grayson rode with Xavier into the night toward the shore. Although the chances of finding her in the dead of night was slim and none, he knew he had to try. And from the moment Xavier had heard, he was along for the ride. Without question. "Thank you for this," Grayson said, looking over at him.One corner of his lips curled into a smile. "You don't have to thank me. You would do the same for me, if the tables were turned.""Without question."Xavier shrugged. "But then again, I'd do it for Ari, anyway."Grayson chuckled. "Of course, you would," he teased. "I'm glad that you two get along so well.""What can I say? She's a nice girl...." Then he grinned. "and I'm a nice guy."Grayson laughed. "Yes, you are... but I didn't say that.""Of course not." Xavier looked over at him and smiled. "So, have you seen anything suspicious?"Grayson shook his head. "No. Nothing that could be used as a fortress or a hideout.""The shore is farther away than I thought." Xavier sighed."Which is why I
Ari looked around the warehouse, taking everything in. Maybe she would find a clue as to where she was. She kept hearing the crashing of waves, as if she were near the ocean, which meant that she was a few hours away from the castle. Either way, it would be a long walk back.One thing was certain: she couldn't just run back down the road to the castle, even if she did manage to escape. But then again, if she could just get out, then she could easily find her way back to the castle. Surely, someone would know the way and could give her a ride. Although she had no idea what time it was or how much time had lapsed, she knew she had much less than twenty-four hours now and, although there were no windows, she knew it had to be dark—or close to it—making it the perfect time to escape. But she was also getting hungry and she knew she had to eat soon. Also, when she came out of the restroom earlier, Piers had put another zip tie around her wrists again. So, she had to escape when the Zip tie
Grayson called Xavier, knowing he couldn't just sit there and wait. At that moment, he would give anything to have Ari back."Yeah," Xavier answered on the first ring. "Find anything?" Grayson asked, pacing the floor in his office. "Yeah, I think you'd better get down here." From the sound of it, Xavier was pacing, too.Grayson sighed, fearing the worst. "I'll be right there." He clicked off and was ready to walk out when the door slowly opened. "Where's Ari?" Celeste asked, slowly walking in, obviously having overheard something. "Do you know where she is?"Grayson sighed, biting his lower lip. "Please, sit down." He knew he had to go, but her mother deserved to know the truth before he left.Celeste said nothing but slowly walked into the room and folded her arms across her chest. "Where is she?"Grayson looked directly into her eyes, pain ripping through his whole body, as if someone had physically shoved their hand into his chest and ripped his heart out."Ari's been kidnapped."
Ari looked around the warehouse and all eyes were on her. Marcus gritted his teeth as he walked purposefully toward her and slapped her across the face. "How dare you say that about me?" He raised his hand again, but Piers caught it.Piers shook his head. "You gave your word that she will not be harmed for twenty-four hours."Marcus glared at him for a moment, and then ripped his hand out of his grasp. Then he turned his attention to Ari. "Kill me, will you?"Ari raised her head and glared at him, staring daggers into his eyes looking through her hair covering one eye. "Mark my words. You will never get away with this. You should have taken the deal that King Maxwell offered you. It's as good as you're going to get." She shrugged. "It's more than I would have given you.""Why you—" Marcus made a move toward her again, but Piers stood in his way and shook his head in warning."Not while I'm here," Piers replied. Quicker than Ari would have thought possible, Marcus whipped out a gun an