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Chapter Ninety Six

Author: Love Egbejale
last update publish date: 2026-04-16 05:00:04

Edwina

“Why’s that?” I asked, my voice steady—too steady, considering the way my chest felt tight. “Because I’m poor? Because I didn’t finish my education?”

I already knew the answer.

Still, I wanted to hear them say it.

“All of the above—and more,” Bianca shot back, her voice dripping with disdain. “You’ll only ruin Max’s life. He needs someone of his calibre, not some impoverished rebel with a streak of bad luck.”

There it is.

Laid out plainly. No pretence. No masks.

Just pure, unfiltered con
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  • Bared To You    Chapter Ninety Six

    Edwina“Why’s that?” I asked, my voice steady—too steady, considering the way my chest felt tight. “Because I’m poor? Because I didn’t finish my education?”I already knew the answer.Still, I wanted to hear them say it.“All of the above—and more,” Bianca shot back, her voice dripping with disdain. “You’ll only ruin Max’s life. He needs someone of his calibre, not some impoverished rebel with a streak of bad luck.”There it is.Laid out plainly. No pretence. No masks.Just pure, unfiltered contempt.For a second, something in me flinched—but I crushed it before it could show on my face. “I love Max,” I said, holding their gaze. “More than you’ll ever know.”The words came out firm, but inside, I felt exposed. Vulnerable. Like I’d just handed them something fragile and watched them decide whether to break it.Bianca scoffed. “Do you love Max—or do you love the idea of being tied to him? He’s rich. He’s a Crown Prince. When he becomes King, you become Queen.”Ah. So that’s what this is

  • Bared To You    Chapter Ninety Five

    EdwinaI didn’t see it coming—becoming close with Max’s sisters? That, I could have imagined. But this? This quiet, deliberate rejection? No. I hadn’t prepared for that.The day after they arrived, after lunch, I made an effort. They were in the living room, stretched out like they owned the air itself, eyes glued to the TV. I tried to join in, tried to start something—anything—but it was like speaking into a void. They didn’t even glance at me. Just… nothing.So this is how it’s going to be?It got worse. When Esther and Evelyn came in, asking harmless questions about their jobs, the way they responded—sharp, dismissive, borderline cruel—made my stomach twist. My sisters didn’t deserve that. No one did.I wanted to say something. God, I really did. But I swallowed it down.Three reasons.First—they were Max’s sisters.Second—they were princesses. Actual royalty.And third… I was just the girl living under their brother’s roof.A commoner.The word echoed louder in my head than I car

  • Bared To You    Chapter Ninety Four

    Maximillian Ever since the day I met Edwina, my imagination had betrayed me more times than I could count. I had pictured her in dresses—dozens of them, maybe hundreds. In every color, every style. And in nearly every one of those daydreams, things never stayed proper for very long. One moment she’d be standing there in some beautiful dress, and the next… well, the dress would end up somewhere else entirely. Draped over a chair. Hanging off a lamp. Tossed carelessly onto the floor wherever I imagined myself throwing it in a moment of reckless desire.But standing there that morning, watching reality unfold before me, I realized something immediately.My fantasies had been embarrassingly inadequate. Because nothing—absolutely nothing—had prepared me for the sight of Edwina actually wearing a dress.My jaw quite literally went slack as she appeared at the top of the staircase and began walking down toward us.The dress was sky blue tulle, light and delicate, the hem stopping just at

  • Bared To You    Chapter Ninety Three

    Edwina “Hey babe.” Max’s voice carried easily across the quiet backyard as he walked toward the pool. I barely turned my head. My feet drifted lazily beneath the cool water, sending small ripples across the surface while the late afternoon sun warmed my shoulders.“What’s up, boo?” I replied, my tone flat.Truthfully, I wasn’t in the mood for whatever energy he was about to bring. Max rarely approached with that bright tone unless he had something brewing.“No need to sound so bored, darling.” He flashed that infuriatingly charming grin as he lowered himself beside me, turning so he faced me fully. “I’ve got good news.”Good news.I slowly turned my head to look at him, studying the almost suspicious brightness in his expression.Really? I thought. Since when does good news come with that kind of smile?“Really?” I asked aloud.Something in my chest tightened with a faint sense of dread. I had a feeling I wouldn’t enjoy whatever came next.“So…” Max dragged the word out slightly. “M

  • Bared To You    Chapter Ninety Two

    The night had grown quiet around them, the kind of quiet that made every small sound feel magnified—the rustle of leaves, the distant chirp of crickets, the slow rhythm of breathing.There was an old Mexican lullaby Julian remembered from childhood, one his great-grandmother Bianca used to sing whenever she wanted to put the children to sleep. Back then, she would sit in the old rocking chair with a shawl wrapped around her shoulders, her voice soft and worn with age as she sang to them long after they had fallen asleep.Julian hadn’t understood the words very well when he was little, but he had loved the melody. His grandfather, Andrei, had taught it to him properly years later, explaining the meaning behind each verse.And now, sitting beside Esther beneath the open sky, it was the first thing that came to his mind.So he sang.His voice was quiet, barely above a murmur, the tune flowing gently through the cool night air. It felt strangely intimate singing it to someone else now.

  • Bared To You    Chapter Ninety One

    Esther quietly discarded the bottle in the bin and turned off the kitchen lights. The soft glow disappeared, leaving the room in darkness before she gently closed the door behind her.For a moment she stood in the quiet hallway, listening to the house breathe in the stillness of the night. Then she walked into the living room to wait.Her fingers fidgeted with the edge of her sleeve as she glanced toward the staircase where Julian had disappeared.You’re really doing this, she thought nervously. Sitting outside in the middle of the night with a prince.The thought alone made her stomach flutter.A few seconds later, Julian returned carrying a thick blanket. His steps slowed slightly when he saw her standing there patiently, looking smaller somehow in the dim lamplight.For reasons he couldn’t quite explain, the sight tugged gently at something inside him. Without saying much, he stepped closer and draped the blanket carefully around her shoulders.His fingers brushed lightly against h

  • Bared To You    Chapter Seventy Eight

    Maximillian I couldn’t sleep. No matter how I tossed and turned, my mind refused to shut down. Maybe it was the silence of the house—it was so quiet it almost felt alive, pressing against me like it wanted to suffocate me. The air itself felt too heavy, too sharp to breathe. I gave up on rest, sl

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  • Bared To You    Chapter Seventy Nine

    Edwina The news about the attack on Max earlier this morning spread like wildfire, each telling more dramatic than the last. Some whispered that he had been gravely injured defending himself against intruders, while others claimed he was on his deathbed. Deathbed. The word alone made my stomach t

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  • Bared To You    Chapter Seventy Five

    Maximillian This was harder than any battle I’d fought with the world, because this was against myself—against my instinct to shut everyone out. But for her… for the chance to hold her fragile heart in my hands, I had to try. She was worth the risk, worth the unraveling of the walls I’d built so c

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  • Bared To You    Chapter Seventy Four

    Maximillian One whole week. That’s how long I waited—every second dragging like a century—for Edwina to storm into my life, guns blazing, demanding to know why I’d paid her father’s hospital bills. I’d pictured it a dozen different ways: her shouting, her crying, her refusing to look at me. And i

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