His tone changed, and her grip on her glass tightened. That same tone had come out of his motherās mouth the night before.āThiago, I know you since foreverā¦ And I know when you hide stuff from me. Please, tell me what else is on your mind? And stop beating around the bush. I am your cousin, after all. Weāre family.āāAre we, Romy? Are we really? Because it doesnāt feel like it these days. I hardly see you outside of formal occasions anymoreā¦ You used to be so much fun, darling.āāOf course, we are familyā¦ What kind of question is this? The reason of my disappearing is that Iāve been busy with the education reforms, amongst other things. Come on, Thiagoā¦ You know this,ā Romaine assured him even though it was a lie. She avoided him when she could because she didnāt want to hear any more about Alba or the issues at the docks. He sipped the wine again, and she lifted her eyebrow at his grimace.āYeah, rightā¦ Of courseā¦ Those damn reforms of yours. You do realize what i
The next morning, Romaine had barely drunk half a cup of coffee and went through half her dayās appointments list when the doors to her rooms were thrown open. She caught a glimpse of Kingston through them, but he vanished as her mother swept inside. āGood morning, Romy, sweetie,ā she said brightly and kissed her cheek. āMother, youāre awfully cheerful this morning,ā Romaine pointed out. āCoffee?ā āNo, darling, and you shouldnāt be drinking so much caffeine. Is not good for you,ā she mused and took a seat opposite her daughter at the table. Romaine picked up her coffee and sipped it, smirking as her mother clicked her tongue. āMy God, youāre incorrigible, childā¦ā she said shaking her head. āWhat do you need, Mother?ā āYour father and I want to know how the new bodyguard is working out. Do you like him or do we need to find a replace
“Well… I was wondering why a princess would sneak up to the rooftop in the middle of the night,” Kingston replied. “Not the easiest place to run off to.”“Are you scared of heights, King?” Romaine asked with a raised eyebrow. He thought of all the places he’d had to reach in order to hit his target.“No, not at all.” She stared at him for a long moment before she patted the space next to her. “Since you’re here, you might as well join me.”“If that is what you wish... Ma’am.”“And drop the ‘Ma’am’ part… No formalities when we’re alone,” she muttered, sounding more exhausted than he realized. “Since you’re King, I’m going to be Romy… No princess, no Ma’am, n
Marisol called out for Romaine as she bustled around her living room, but the princess was in no mood to get out of bed. All night, she’d dreamt of Kingston kissing her, his hands all over her body as he stripped her bare and did things to her Romaine never thought possible. Every inch of her body cried out for him, and her thighs clamped tightly shut to stop the powerful throbbing happening again. She kept the covers pulled up over her face when the bedroom door was thrown open and heeled steps clicked across the floor. Her private assistant hummed as she scurried about the room, and Romaine listened as she threw the curtains open.“Come on now, Princess, the King, and the Queen have requested to meet with you.” Romaine
“Nothing,” she whispered. “I wasn’t…”“Romy… tell me…”“I was thinking about my schedule for today and…”“Don’t lie to me, Romy,” Kingston said slowly but in a determined mode. “You’re not a liar, so don’t start now. Talk to me, my princess.” Romaine raised her eyes towards him, trying not to succumb to all the emotions she was feeling.“You, King…” she said as her fingers twisted into his shirt front. “I was thinking of you… I was remembering things you did to me in my dreams last night… and all the nights before.” If she thought Kingston was demanding of her earlier, when his lips found hers again, Romaine wasn’t sure they’d be able to stop. His tongue e
His boss nodded and sighed, and Kingston heard the worry in it.“King, I need you to keep a close eye on him when he’s in the palace, and especially when he’s near Princess Romaine. A few years ago, he had no issue with her taking over the throne, as is her birthright. Now, however, I fear his mind has been corrupted by Alba, his mother. She never accepted King Hernando and Queen Dorothea as rulers of this country and, definitely, think the Princess is more or less an impostor. As for Thiago…”“What do you think he’ll do?”“Right now, we’re not sure,” Raoul told him. “But his dealings at the docks are being thoroughly investigated,” he added. “Did the others give you any details on such matters? I know Brent heard and saw something…”“Only that his business might not be as clean as he claims.”
Romaine feigned feeling ill for dinner and took it in her rooms to avoid another confrontation with the King and the Queen. Kingston told her Brent would be outside her door while he ate, but if she needed anything, he would be only a phone call away. Her cheeks reddened before Kingston left her, that smoldering gaze of his glancing hard at her face. She hated that Kingston saw her flash of weakness but was thankful the man hadn’t said a word about it the rest of the day. Now that she was finally alone, Romaine decided to have a very quick bite and then just relax after that long hard day. She nibbled at freshly caught fish and salad but lost her appetite after a couple of bites and pushed the plate away. She got off the table, kicked off h
He hesitated and turned away from her.“King, please…” she whispered. “What’s going on outside these walls? What aren’t they telling me?”“Your Royal Highness… please, don’t…”“King, I want to know what my aunt was talking about. So, would you be so kind to tell me?!” she almost begged him.“I don’t think this is a conversation for your room, Ma’am,” he said quietly, and the catch in his voice forced her to her feet to pace madly around her room.“Oh… that bad, huh?” Romaine whispered and started playing with her earlobe.“Your Royal Highness, please, calm down. There is no need to stress like this.”“And why not? My aunt seems so sure I’m not fit to rule! Why is she saying that? Huh? Why? I’ve been prepared for this moment all my life. I&rsqu
āThis is not true! Itās all lies!ā Thiago yelled, but Kingston shook him hard enough for his teeth to rattle. Queen Dorotheaās hand covered her mouth as King Hernandoās opened and closed like a fish out of water.āRomaineā¦ What are you saying? This is madness! This is pure madness! Thiago is your cousin! Youāve been close your entire livesā¦ He cares for youā¦āāAnd he wants the throne, Father,ā Romaine argued angrily. āBut you know thisā¦ Both of you do.āāI donāt understand,ā Queen Dorothea whispered. āRomy, sweetheart, we would have known if you were kidnapped.āāObviously not, Mother,ā she replied gently, trying to reign in her rage. āYouāve been too busy deciding for me, controlling my life, playing my strings like I was some soulless, stupid marionette to realize the actual danger I was in.ā She tossed the phone to Brent.āCan you, please, play the file thatās up, and make sure everyone can hear it.āāImmediately, Your Royal Highness,ā Brent said. He b
Two other men charged forward, their guns firing towards Kingston, but one was dropped by Iker and the second went down when Kingston fired.āFourā¦ Romy, what do you hear?āāāNothingā¦ Itās quietā¦ No! Get your filthy hands off me, you bastard!āāāRomy! Whatās happening there?āāāLet me go, you coward! King!!!!! King!!!!!āāāāShut up, you little bitch!āā Raoul shouted. Kingston stared through the scope, and when Raoul came back into view with his gun aimed at Romaineās head, his entire body exploded in fury.āPut down your weapons!ā Raoul called out to the dockyard. āDo it or Iāll kill her! I swear to God I will!āāāKing,āā Romaine whispered, and Raoul yanked hard on her hair. She reached back, trying to get free, but Raoul smacked her with the gun, and Romaine staggered.āāKing, can you get a shot?āā Iker asked quietly. āāIām blocked. I canāt see shit.āā He scooted forward, his hands the steadiest theyād been in years, and put his eye back to the
Kingston unlocked his old storage shed with all of the things that he hadnāt taken to the palace with him. Iker slipped in behind him, and Kingston went straight to the gun safe in the back. He opened it and said he was going to give Brent an update. He stepped back and texted Brent, asking him to call if he could. A second later, his cell went off.āāKing, Iām here! Tell me everything! What did you find out?āāāI was able to hear Romy and trace her current locationā¦ Brent, sheās been kidnapped by Thiago and Raoul,ā Kingston said tightly.āāAre you kidding me?āā Voices echoed behind him, but they died down.āāGuess who is here telling them all Princess Romaine ran awayā¦?āāāThiago? How in the hell had he gotten there already?āāāNo, broā¦ Itās Alba. She showed the King and the Queen a text from Thiago saying Romaine told him early this morning she was taking off. He hasnāt shown up yet.āāāHe willā¦ soon enough.ā Kingston filled him in briefly on w
Romaineās mouth was dry and her vision fuzzy. She tried to remember exactly what had happened, but there was a blank in her memories. She moved, trying to stand, but her hands were bound in her lap and she was tied securely to a chair. Panic set in and her eyes widened.āHelp!ā She yanked hard and yelled as she tried to break free.āPlease! Somebody, help me!ā Romaine screamed over and over. Steps sounded close by, and when Thiago appeared in the doorway, Romaine tried to lunge toward him, but the ropes cut and burned into her.āOh, damn it! You son of a bitch! What the hell do you think youāre doing? Let me go! Let me go right now!ā He pulled a gun from his waistband, and Romaine glared at him.āIs that supposed to scare me? Well, I got news for you, you bastardā¦ Iām not scared of you,ā Romaine spat and hoped her voice wasnāt shaking like her hands.āOh, of course not, little Princess,ā Thiago said casually. āDonāt worry, sweetheartā¦ This isnāt f
Someone pounded on Kingstonās door, and he shot up in bed, ready to hide Romaine, but she wasnāt thereā¦ She was gone. The bed was cold on her side, and he frowned, wondering when sheād snuck out last night. What kind of bodyguard was he since he didnāt hear her leaving the room?āKing! Wake up, man! We have a situation!ā Brent yelled through the door.āIām up, dude! Just give me a minute,ā he called back and grabbed his clothes. Once he was dressed, Kingston unlocked his door, and Brent burst in.āWhat is this about? What the hell is going on?āāAll I can say for nowā¦ Itās not good, man! Not good at all! King Hernando and Queen Dorothea want to see you in the surveillance roomā¦ NOW!ā Brent told him. āIām sorry, Kingā¦ I really have no idea how it happened.āāHow WHAT happened? Youāre not making senseā¦ What are you talking about, man?ā Kingston asked in a cold tone.āI think itās best if you see for yourself, King,ā Brent said. His tone told Kingston whateve
Shuddering against her, Kingston released her lips and groaned at the final pulse of release that jerked from the tip of his member. He was breathing hard, heavy. He couldnāt seem to get enough oxygen to his brainā¦ He couldnāt still the thunder of blood enough to make sense of all the emotions, all the sensations, that had crashed inside him in a wave of ecstasy. She lay beneath him, sated, the tension slowly easing from her body, covered by him. The way she responded to him, the position, rocked him to the core. He hadnāt expected it. Kingston had expected her to feel shy about it. He even expected a denial. But he hadnāt expected the trust she had given him.āYouāre mineā¦ā he whispered again.āI love you, King...ā He barely heard the words. Her face was pressed into the sheetsā¦ It was no more than a whisper of sound, but it crashed inside him with a power that rocked him clear to his soul.āCome here, loveā¦ I want to feel you against me,ā he whispered a
āRomyā¦ā Kingston said knowing what she had in mindā¦ again. āBaby, noā¦āāShhhā¦ā she whispered and her lips followed her tongue, covering the memberās head. Moaning, Romaine drew it into her mouth. Her tongue flickered over the underside as she sucked him in, crazy about the feel and the taste of him in her mouth. She had already taken him before, but somehow, she was hungry for him again. It was a hunger she could only associate to Kingston. Not to a drug. Not to anything unnatural. Needing Kingston was as natural as the land needing rain, or flowers needing sunshine. It was imperative. It was the key to survival. Drawing back, Romaine surveyed the slick wetness she had left on the tip, laved over it again with her tongue, and gloried in the hard groan that echoed from his chest.āIām so wet, Kingā¦ So, so wetā¦ā She lifted her head and stared up at Kingston, aroused past the point of sanity.āI need you inside meā¦ nowā¦āāHell!ā He laid h
Romaine watched as Kingston walked towards her, his jaw clenched tightly and his eyes transfixed on her hand between her legs. His eyes darkened with each step he took until he stood next to her. The bulge in his jeans made her even wetter than she already was. Dancing with him at that club had made her blood boil, grinding against him as he gripped her ass hard in those hands. It made her almost want to go back to that first club, claim a booth, and let others hear her moans of pleasure as Kingston took her hard and fast. Kingston wanted to conquer her. She saw it in the way his hands twitched at his sides, hungry to touch her. When he knelt beside her, she moved her hand away, hungry to feel his fingers deep inside her or just stroking her clit. But Kingstonās hand took the hand that she used between her legs, brought it to his mouth, and flicked his tongue out to taste. He licked her finger like a lollipop and then placed it on her mound.āNo
Kingston leered at her and let his heated gaze roam her body from her head to her toes until Romaine shivered.āYeah, baby, they doā¦ with good reason. Come on.ā There were several men in perfectly tailored suits sitting in a booth towards the end of the balcony. Ladies with long, flowing blonde hair surrounded them, and Kingston and Romaine paused and walked to the railing as if they were watching the crowd. A man passed by and asked for their passes. Romaine showed them while Kingston asked Iker if he had anything yet.āThereās a man up thereā¦ It's supposed to be one of the suppliers,ā Iker answered. āThe bartender said heās here every Tuesday and Thursday nights, sits at the end booth.āāWhatās his description?āāBuzzed head, tattoo on his neck, and has a fetish forā¦ feathers.ā Kingston raised an eyebrow, and Romaine laughed.āFeathers? Seriously?ā She leaned back with Kingston, and when he saw the man in the center of the booth, two