**Roughly a month later**Time seemed to crawl as I lived each day with an uneasy feeling inside of me. Roughly a month had passed and my father’s intensive campaign was coming to an end, and yet, there was no further news from the palace regarding the king’s health condition or his abdication. I scoffed to myself when I recalled my words of warning to Bradon earlier on during the campaign. I had told him not to feed me with false hope and it truly felt like I was indeed hanging on to that false hope. The sudden change in the king’s health condition and Bradon’s suggestion that the crown prince may be crowned earlier than expected truly gave me hope that the direction of the tides may have changed in my favor. However, even after a month, nothing seemed to have changed. Did the king get better? I didn’t know what to make of the absolute silence from the palace and all I could assume was that the king was still sick but there was nothing else noteworthy to update the public. Things
It could be a cafe, a sightseeing spot nearby, or simply a bold excuse for us to be together in private. Whatever it was, he would make sure that we could get away. “That sounds wonderful. Let’s go…” I replied without any hesitation. Our little escape alone together was nicknamed ‘the lovebirds rendezvous’ by the staff who teased us about it. At first, our little private escapes did not live up to the name that it was given at all. They were just time that I could get away and blow off steam, usually by complaining to Bradon. A week in, things started to change. “It’s windy. Should we sit inside?” Bradon asked casually. “I would rather sit outside,” I replied.I sat down on a bench right in front of a cafe where there was a little garden that I thought was adorably decorated. Bradon sat down beside me as he naturally wrapped an arm around my shoulder. It was indeed windy, but his body heat against mine felt comfortingly warm. “Are you cold?” he asked.“I’m fine…” I replied a litt
I wished he would give me an answer to my earlier question, but at the same time, I didn’t mind that he was kissing me instead. His hand moved to cup my cheek as he swirled his tongue more rapidly against mine. Our kiss quickly got so heated and so wet. My heart raced in my chest as his hand slid down from my cheek to the side of my neck. I wondered how far he was going to take this, but then I realized regretfully that I didn’t have the luxury to find out. “Please…enough…” I said in between my wild panting after breaking our kiss. Bradon looked at me with desire swimming in his eyes. We were outdoors, although there wasn’t anyone else around. We couldn't escape from the campaign for too long, so I knew that we had to head back soon. “So, I was right. You just want to sleep with me. Shall we do it tonight?” I suggested invitingly. Those sweet tempting words of invitation just slipped past my lips and they were clearly not backed up by any logical thought. Before I knew what I was
“It’s fine. It’s almost the end of the parade anyways,” I insisted before braving a smile. My ankle did hurt but it wasn’t exactly unbearable. This wasn’t a rare occurrence for me given the fact that I had been wearing heels very often. If I just shifted my weight to my other leg, then I can stay standing up quite fine. “You’ll get off the car with me if you don’t want me to make a scene,” Bradon said with a clear edge of warning in his tone. “Fine…” I replied through gritted teeth because I could tell that he was serious. The car had come to a stop based on his instructions which must have reached the driver. Bradon turned and smiled at everyone while telling them in a pleasantly polite tone that I had injured my ankle and that he would be escorting me home where I could get some well-deserved rest. Seeing him act so flawlessly as if he really was Anthony brought a funny feeling to my belly. “I’m so sorry about this…” I apologized politely.“It’s not a problem. Accidents can hap
“Why are you back so early today?” I asked while trying to figure out my next move. “Would you rather I get back late?” He answered my question with a question of his own. “No. I…actually have something that I want to talk with you about,” I said as I tried to sound normal. The way my heart thumped loudly in my chest was far from normal. I wondered why he was just standing there. He seriously doesn’t think that we should just talk here while I’m still naked in the bath, does he?“I figured. Zain told me that you’re waiting for me in your room,” he said as he took a few steps towards the bathtub. My entire body froze and although I wanted to lift my hands up to cover my bare breasts, I thought that the action would just direct his attention to my chest. I felt so bothered by his presence but Bradon was acting like it was nothing and that made me feel so frustrated and dumb. “I’m actually done with my bath now. If you could just wait outside…” I said before trailing off. Bradon k
It immediately felt extremely crowded in the bathtub that probably wasn’t made for me to share with someone of his size. Bradon didn’t seem to mind at all; in fact, it just seemed like he was enjoying himself as he sat down in the water and seated me in between his legs. “You can lean on me…” he said as his arms wrapped themselves leisurely around my waist. I sat with my back to him in between his legs as his arms pulled me closer to him until my back was pressed up against him. His body heat seeped into my naked skin and he felt hotter than the warm water surrounding us. Bradon let out a sigh of satisfaction as he seemed to relax. On the other hand, I found it virtually impossible to relax with him so close to me. “Your ankle hurts, so you shouldn’t move around too much,” he warned softly. How did I end up in this position with him?“I should get out…” I muttered as I pulled on the edge of the tub in my attempt to get up. “Don’t go, Dahlia…” he said as his arms pulled me back ag
I leaned back against his hard and muscular torso as I let my natural instincts take over. Each thrust of his fingers brought me closer and closer to my impending release. I forgot everything that I wanted to talk to him about as if it no longer mattered. In that moment, I felt satisfied enough to be held in his arms and pleasured by him. I wanted him to guide me to my climax so desperately but I didn’t want to cum from his fingers. His cock felt so hard and hot, and whenever I moved my hips, I could feel it rubbing against me. Boldly, I reached behind and wrapped my fingers around the thick girth of his massive shaft. Bradon groaned as I began rubbing his cock up and down. “It’s so hard…and so big…” I murmured in admiration as I continued molding my hand around his impressive length and thickness. “Do you want to feel it inside you?” he asked teasingly. I nodded my head while my pussy quivered in anticipation of taking in his engorged cock inside of me. His cock felt so hot and I
This wasn't the time to be pleased to find him still by my side. We were in my bedroom and dawn must be approaching soon enough. That meant that I didn’t have much time left with him. I wondered where I should start but all the words that I had prepared all seemed unnatural and insincere now that I thought about them. Bradon didn’t say anything but I could feel him watching me intently. He’s waiting for me to say what I have to… “It’s like a hostage situation…” I whispered. “...What?” Bradon said with clear confusion.It must have seemed very random for me to start our conversation with a comment like that. However, that was really how I saw the situation that we both seemed to be in.“Both of us are stuck here doing whatever our families want us to do, you know, all for the sake of the people we love and care for. For me, it’s because of Diana. As for you, it’s probably because of Anthony, right?” I said somberly. It was just my best guess but since Bradon stayed silent without d