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2024-10-29 19:42:56KENNEDY
“Wow! Nice apartment.” Serenity wandered around. “I mean, wow!”
“You mean how could I afford it? I told you my roommate is far richer than Donald Trump.”
“I can see that.” She slid to the stool. “Why he chose a small apartment if he could afford the whole building or a penthouse?”
“Good question. And who is he, by the way?” Siena grabbed her champagne that we used to toast earlier for my upcoming assignment.
Until now, Thayer was still a mystery to me, but I would lie if I didn’t miss him since he left twenty-two hours ago. Out of sexual frustration and how we ended, I put my vibrator to good use last night. I came after I thought of filthy stuff we did together. After that, I felt guilty for imagining him between my thighs. Gosh! I was so screwed up.
“Ken?” Siena nudged me. “You’re flushed. Oh, my God!”
I was startled in my seat. “What?”
“Is he your new guy
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My Royal Kidnapper 14
THAYER I was pacing back and forth, and every now and then, I watched through the window for the car to arrive. I rechecked the time. “For God’s sake. Just sit the fu— down.” Lud growled, glaring at me. “I swear I’m gonna drug you to sleep if you ask me one more time what took them so long. Just sit down, Your Highness. You’re giving me a severe headache. I can’t focus on keeping you safe if I have more dizziness than you.” “Really? This is how you show your support?” I glared back. They looked at each other before they barked out laughing. Ash shook his head in amusement. “Do you think it’s funny? I don’t know the driver you hired to pick up Kennedy. For all I know, he already kidnapped her.” “You’re irrational, Your Highness. Please, relax a little.” He checked the time on his watch. “They should be here in a few minutes.” “You’ve been saying the same thing for thirty minutes now. Yet, I
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THAYER I couldn’t believe I was standing besidemyKennedy with all her gorgeous self. I knew she could feel that I was holding something back, but I was hoping she would not push. In due time, I would tell her everything—that was the plan. “This would be your room,” I said as I pushed the door wide— European style in white and gold motif would meet her taste. “Thank you. This way better than the hotel room,” she said with a smile. “You wouldn’t need a hotel if you’re here, Kennedy,” I said truthfully. She walked in and checked her luggage. “I apologize. My housekeeper must have organized your things already.” “Oh? That won’t be necessary, but thanks.” Her eyes glittered. I noticed the anticipation in there, and I couldn’t wait to explore it. “How long can you stay?” I sat on a chair. “I have to go home by the end of this week. Why? Do you plan to invite me skating
My Royal Kidnapper 16
KENNEDY A long growl escaped his throat. “Are you sure?” “Please? I want you to mark me, fuck me, bite me, claim me. Whatever it pleases you.” His eyes darkened even more to my plea. His nose flared. His jaw ticked before he clamped his mouth into me, kissing me with lust, passion, and raw. Our tongues dueled. I wrapped my legs around his waist as I guided his huge hard cock into my wet entrance. He was so tense, his veins protruding on his neck. His muscles were taut. “Fuck!” My breathing held. God, he was so huge, stretching me. I was so wet, but it still hurt. It burned. But it felt it belonged to be there inside me. “God.” He groaned against my ear, his breaths tickling me. Then he granted my wish—he fucked me. Hard. He thrust and thrust and thrust without mercy. My breasts jiggled up and down. My back scraped against the soft
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THAYER Damn. I wanted her again. These needs would never stop—wouldn’t diminish. Who could resist a beautiful Kennedy naked in a bathtub? I stripped my clothes and joined her. We came together and cuddled as I gave her a massage, and that massage turned her on. She came in my fingers. God, when she came, she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen—flushed skin, dreamy eyes, purring like a kitten in my arms. After we showered together, I fed her. Now she slept soundly in bed. I was tempted to join her, but I had a lot of work that I left before I went to the US, and I had to prepare for the upcoming gala event. I tried to focus on the words of my mother over the phone. My mind went somewhere else—somewhere in between Kennedy’s legs. Jesus. It was mortifying. “Honey, are you listening to me?” Her sweet voice pulled me out of my filthy images of Kennedy. “I’m list
My Royal Kidnapper 18
KENNEDY The invitation had arrived earlier. My shock was an understatement. I stared at the white with the golden intricate square paper as if my sight was playing tricks with me. My name was written on it, though. I just got my first invitation to the Royal Charity Ball in Burkhese. Thayer must have connections with the royal family, or he was an active philanthropist. When Thayer said earlier he had someone to prepare me for a party, he was right, but not on that someone, because I had a masseuse, a manicurist, someone for my hair, another for my makeup. Arina was also with me. And my dark blue floor-length vintage-inspired gown with beaded bodice, floral details along the hem just arrived. By a single glance at this creation, it was from a known designer. In my opinion, it felt like I was attending a MET Gala—it was gorgeous, but I didn’t know if I was the right person to wear it
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THAYER I scanned every corner of this event, but I couldn’t find her. I started to worry. I took a few deep breathes to calm down. After I welcomed some guests, I paid my regards to my parents. I texted Lud and Ash. They were in one of the rooms, monitoring the situation in and out of the gala. Ash replied. Ash: Garden alone. T: Watch over her. Make sure that no reporters would get to her. Ash: Got it I slipped my phone back into my pocket. It was inappropriate, but I tended to break etiquette every now and then. “Thayer.” A voice purred beside me. Even if she stood naked in front of me right now, it wouldn’t even pique my interest. I had my woman to worry about, and she was the very least. “Lady Kadynce,” I addressed respectfully. I was well-groomed to do it, but I barely looked at her. As always, she sought my attention, smiling sweetly. She was the perfe
My Royal Kidnapper 20
KENNEDYI didn’t what to expect when Thayer—or should I call him Prince Thayer, the Duke of Assland when he told me that I was the only one that matters to him, that he was still the same person I met days ago. I just trusted him. I felt something stronger than how he made me feel in bed. Or maybe I was too delirious with the surge of my own libido that I wouldn’t care so much if, in the end, if this thing, or whatever we shared would come to an end.I was hurt—mostly my ego. I sighed in defeat. Fine. My feelings. I trusted him. We slept together without protection, and the sex was mind-blowing. But he lied to me and kept the most crucial part of his life.He was a freaking Prince. And that bitch. God, I wanted to pull my hair off my head. How could I be stupid? So damn stupid. There was a so-called Google and social media. Or maybe, I was scared of something I would find out, and I wasn’t ready to
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THAYER In a furious rage, I paced back and forth and threw out curses known to man. One of my bodyguards came down from Kennedy’s room. Judging by the look on his face, I already figured out what he was about to say. “Where’s the woman assisting Kennedy?” “She’s in the room.” He dropped his gaze, colors draining from his face. “What the fuck is she doing there?” My blood boiled, knowing nobody could talk to Kennedy to change her mind or stop her until I arrived. I forced myself to think straight, but nothing I could think of other than my selfishness and guilt screwing my head. “Miss Arina has the jewelry, and she’s— she’s crying, worried of losing her job, Your Highness.” Of course, she was. If Lud couldn’t stop her from leaving, what Arina could have done? Kennedy was no weakling—she was strong-willed, smart, and motivated, but she was also fiery and impatient. W
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THAYER Three years later… It was my wife’s birthday today. After our last public engagement this week, I planned to take her to our private property in the Caribbean. The sun shone overhead. Her skin glistened as she basked the beach in warmth. I still couldn’t get enough of her after all these years of happy marriage. I still got the same reaction as if the first time I saw her every time I came home from work. She was busy with her work as the people’s Duchess, Princess Kennedy, but she never neglected to take care of me, even during our hectic days. She still made me feel loved. “Stop staring at me.” She was lying on the small blanket splayed on the sand only in a two-piece bikini. A wicked grin touched my lips. “Why not? When I got the most precious prize.” I could feel her rolling her eyes beneath the sunglasses. “Oh, my God, babe. Can’t you think of another
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KENNEDY I love you. Those words I felt in my heart, embedded to my soul that I’d been wanted to say to him. Finally, now he knew how I felt for him. My heart was filled with everything. “I love you, Kennedy.” His voice was breathy. His words were like my salvation. He laid me down on the bed. I opened and slid my lips against his. He pushed his tongue into my mouth. We were still fully clothed, but I felt as though we were both naked. Emotions coiled through me as we deepened the kiss. This was it. I was in love with the man who cared for his family, for his friends, and his people. And because of my love for him, I took a huge risk to be a part of his world. I broke the kiss, gasping sharply. “Babe, take off your clothes.” In just a few seconds, we were both naked, and standing at the foot of the bed was the most beautiful man I’d ever laid eyes on—h
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THAYER Those furious, disgust, and hurt brewed in her beautiful blue eyes. Even if how many times I tried to blink it off or push it out of my head, they wouldn’t dissolve. There was no denying her feelings for me were still there, our connections were still powerful, but she was mad.What have I done?How could I let that happen? “So, no Cruise wedding then?” Ash asked. “Impossible.” I sipped the most potent liquor this bar could offer. Nothing could compare to the burning sensation as I swallowed down the words Kennedy had thrown at me. My parents and sister had flown to Dubai. They would be staying there for a while. “Are we spending New Year here?” Lud asked. “What’s bad about it?” “I wanna spend with Carlott,” he said bluntly. “Then go.” “She would understand. You still have two days to grovel.” He patted my shoulder. “Good l
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KENNEDY I’d never been afraid in my entire life that knowing exactly how you’d going to die. At first, I thought he was bluffing, messing with me so that I could say yes, but when I realized we were above the ocean, that was when I started to worry. He was not going to let us drown in the ocean even if I knew he could swim. What if there were sharks?Oh, my God. I could only manage to breathe and feel relieved when he deployed the canopy, but I wouldn’t let this go. That was a promise. He would get what he deserved. He nearly killed me with a heart attack. I might not be going to die by drowning or swallowed whole by sharks, but my heart gave up with so much pounding. “Are you trying to land on the cruise? Are you insane?” “Better than into the ocean, don’t you think?” “I thought you’re an expert, asshole!” I would never filter after what he did to me. I nearly died.
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THAYER “What’s next?” Lud asked. My gaze flew up to Lucas when he cleared his throat. “We’re not entirely honest with you. You can’t blame us for protecting our daughter, you know. And we made a promise to Kennedy that we won’t tell anyone when someone’s asks where she is.” My chest expanded with hope. “Where is she?” “You can tell her that Lud is very resourceful. Even if she hides in Mexico’s Naica Mine, I will still find her.” Lud managed to lighten up the situation. “How can we find her?” Ash came and joined us in the lounge. “I emailed her two days ago, and she called me using a local number there. She said she’s with a guy named Talal.” “Who the —” I cleared my throat. “Who is Talal?” “Name’s sounds like Arabic. Middle Eastern,” Ash surmised. “Yeah. That’s correct. Talal guy is an instructor.” I chuckled. A small smile spread on my lips. “I know where to
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THAYER “Son, where are you? You’re supposed to land two hours ago?” Right on time. We just touched down. The reverse thrust break roared against the airstrip. “I apologize, Dad, but we just landed.” I unbuckled my seatbelt. Ash and Lud were already on alert, gathering the luggage from the bin. “You never call me dad if you won’t apologize or ask a favor, Thayer.” He inhaled audibly to the mouthpiece. “You’re right, Dad. I’m not asking for a favor, though, but an understanding from you. And you know exactly where I am right now even before we land.” I climbed down the airstairs. The memories of how I met Kennedy sprung in my mind. “Very well, then. Are you going to see your grandfather?” “Yes. That’s a part of my plan. Any message you’d like me to relay to Grandfather?” “Just tell him that we can’t wait to see him.” “I’ll relay your message, Dad.” “I won’t get in the middle of whatev
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KENNEDYMy pulse raced as my Gmail popped on my phone. I had a new email from Mom.I opened it to read the message. I hadn’t contacted my parents other than an email, telling them that I needed some space.My heart sank.I drew a deep breath, let out, and dialed Mom’s number. She picked right away as if she was expecting my call.“Hey, Mom.”“Honey. Oh, thank God. Where are you? You made us worry.”“I’m fine, Mom. Tell Dad not to worry. I’m having fun, actually.”“Having fun? What kind of fun, honey?” It was Dad. Maybe she put the speaker on.“If I tell you both, could you not tell anyone where I am? I need some time for myself before I come back. But don’t worry, I am doing great.“Can you tell us now?”“I’m in Dubai.”“Dubai? In the Mi
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THAYER “Where’s my son?” I was startled by my father’s words. Then I froze like a corpse when I sensed him behind me. He was probably with my mother. I ruined everything. Now, I realized what I just did. I probably lost the woman I loved as well. “Son?” I was fucked-up mess. Shaking, I turned around to face my parents and the consequences I would face. But it wasn’t what I saw before my blurry eyes. “How are you holding up?” my father asked. I shook my head. My emotions were everywhere. What had just happened was like a freight train running over me. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to erase those images out of my mind. Jealousy stabbed me in my chest, and I lost control. I just couldn’t bear someone or those men touching Kennedy. A hot warm liquid rolled down my face. I bit the trembled on my lip, wiping off the tear on my face. “Honey, we’re gonna fix this. Ash is already asking th
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KENNEDY“You destroyed me. Bitch.”I had not been able to process what just happened. Why Thayer had gone insane, cursing the living shit out of me?Serenity and Siena barged into my room. I looked at them through my blurry vision—they were wearing the same expression on their faces—pain and sorrow.In silence, Siena picked the remote control and turned the tv on. My picture flashed on the screen.***It hurt when people judged you something you didn’t even do, but no one could ever imagine what I’d been going through for the last couple of hours, knowing the man I loved had hated me for ruining his life—their lives.I cried into my pillow.My life was ruined. My career was over because of something I had nothing to do with. My name, family, and even my friends were all tangled with the mess I didn’t even do. That was now people could easily judge m
