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Chapter Sixty Nine

Author: Love Egbejale
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Edwina

Steven came by every day to see me, begging—no, pleading—for my forgiveness. He kept insisting he had only been looking out for me, but the truth was, he hadn’t. Not really. He had delivered the news of Justice’s—Max’s—identity in the worst way possible.

He hadn’t done it for me; he had done it for himself. He wanted Max out of my life, and he hadn’t cared how that would shatter me.

How could he not think of me? Even if he didn’t know about my feelings for Max, shouldn’t he have shown a little consideration? A little compassion? Instead, he had been selfish, and now I was left with the wreckage.

Forgiveness would come eventually—I knew myself well enough to know I couldn’t hold on forever—but right now, it was too raw, too jagged to touch without bleeding.

Now that the truth was out—that Max was a prince, a damn prince—it no longer felt right to keep working at the restaurant, so I quit. My sisters didn’t see any problem with it. If anything, they were dazzled by him.

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  • Bared To You    Chapter Sixty Nine

    EdwinaSteven came by every day to see me, begging—no, pleading—for my forgiveness. He kept insisting he had only been looking out for me, but the truth was, he hadn’t. Not really. He had delivered the news of Justice’s—Max’s—identity in the worst way possible. He hadn’t done it for me; he had done it for himself. He wanted Max out of my life, and he hadn’t cared how that would shatter me.How could he not think of me? Even if he didn’t know about my feelings for Max, shouldn’t he have shown a little consideration? A little compassion? Instead, he had been selfish, and now I was left with the wreckage. Forgiveness would come eventually—I knew myself well enough to know I couldn’t hold on forever—but right now, it was too raw, too jagged to touch without bleeding.Now that the truth was out—that Max was a prince, a damn prince—it no longer felt right to keep working at the restaurant, so I quit. My sisters didn’t see any problem with it. If anything, they were dazzled by him. They s

  • Bared To You    Chapter Sixty Eight

    Maximillian “No, they wouldn’t have.” I disagreed quietly, shaking my head. My voice sounded smaller than I intended, almost fragile. They wouldn’t have agreed… not after finding out how long I’d lied. Not after everything I kept from them. Cyril was just trying to soften the blow, but I knew better. The truth was poison, and I’d let it drip too long before spilling it all.“Uh… Please, can you help me tell Edwina that I never meant to hurt her?” My throat tightened as I forced the words out. “I would have told her eventually. I just didn’t expect it to be so soon.” God, Edwina. If only I could see her, just once more. Look her in the eyes and explain, not with excuses, but with the truth that had been eating me alive. But she wasn’t here. She didn’t even want to be here. That stung more than anything.“I think seven and a half months is too late,” Cyril said flatly.The words sliced through me. I winced, lowering my eyes. “Right,” I muttered under my breath. He’s right. Too late.

  • Bared To You    Chapter Sixty Seven

    Maximillian No secret could last forever. No matter how much you buried it, it always found a way to claw itself back up, gasping for air until it finally surfaced and sank its teeth into you. I thought I could keep mine hidden for as long as I wanted—hell, I convinced myself I could control it. But I hadn’t factored in Steven’s damn tenacity, his envy, the way he seemed to thrive on sniffing out weaknesses. Maybe he stumbled upon the truth by chance, maybe he went looking for it out of spite. Either way, he caught me. Clean. Exposed me in a way I could never wriggle out of.And the worst part? I wasn’t even sure I wanted to keep hiding anymore. A part of me had been begging for release. Now that they all knew—not in the way I’d hoped, not on my terms—but still, the weight was off my shoulders. I was free. At least, a little. The lies, the fake life, the exhausting performance of being someone I wasn’t… it was over. I could finally stop running.But Edwina. God, Edwina.I was going

  • Bared To You    Chapter Sixty Six

    Edwina It wasn’t true. It couldn’t be true. Justice was a prince? And not just any prince, but the Crown Prince of Mercia? No. No way. My mind rebelled against the very idea. Justice—the same man who slept on my floor, who picked fights with me about chores, who stole my bread rolls—was royalty? Impossible.“I know you don’t like Justice, but this is too much, even for you, Steven,” I admonished, my tone firm, though inside my heart was hammering in my chest. This was ridiculous. It had to be. “There’s no way...”“Open your eyes to the truth, Eddie! Why would I fabricate something this… big?” Steven shot back, his eyes blazing. “I went to a store to get you something and guess who I bumped into? His brother! Prince Julian Michel!”“What?” The word scraped out of my throat, rough and weak, as if my body itself rejected it. My gaze locked on Steven in disbelief, my stomach tightening into knots.“Yes. At first I thought he was just… Maximillian, because of the family resemblance, but s

  • Bared To You    Chapter Sixty Five

    Steven The laptop finally booted up, and I dove into the search bar with shaking fingers. Crown Prince Maximillian Sebastiani. The results trickled in, not nearly as many as I’d expected. There were no bold headlines screaming about a disappearance, no scandalous reports about a runaway prince. Nothing that would give away the truth. Just carefully worded articles, the kind written to bury details rather than expose them.But there it was—a tidbit buried deep in the archives. An accident abroad. Injuries sustained. The royal family requested privacy. That was it. No photographs, no specifics, no follow-up. Just enough to confirm what Mr. Thomas had said, just enough to set my blood racing.I leaned closer, my breath shallow. Every vague sentence only tightened the knot in my chest. An accident. A prince hurt overseas. Victims. Brought back home afterward. It wasn’t much, but it was enough. Too much.Justice. The bastard. It really is him.I sat back in the chair, a twisted grin spr

  • Bared To You    Chapter Sixty Four

    Steven I couldn’t wait to get back home to see Edwina. Every trip away from her felt like someone had taken a piece of me and locked it in a box until I returned. I always missed her more than I cared to admit, and these delivery trips made it worse. Traveling all the way to Mercia was almost a two-day journey, especially with the stops along the way. Two days without her smile, her voice, her presence—it gnawed at me. And the fact that she didn’t even own a phone made it unbearable. I couldn’t just call her, hear her laugh, or know she was okay.She probably didn’t even think much about it… or maybe she did? I never really knew how deeply she missed me when I was gone. Still, I wanted her to have something. A lifeline. A way for us to stay connected even when duty dragged me away from her side.That was why I now stood outside a store, staring at the glowing sign. I was going to buy her a phone. A gift she would most likely reject—because Edwina never wanted me spending on her—but

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