MasukInside, Blair sat on the sofa, her hand resting on her slight belly, while Roman stood nearby deep in conversation with Luca. Two-year-old Olivia was showing off her drawings to anyone who would look."Aunt Keira!" Olivia shouted, abandoning her colouring-in to run across the room. Keira bent down,
Olivia, growing restless, wiggled off Blair’s lap. “Can I go play with my blocks?”“Yes, but stay in the playroom,” Roman told her. “I’ll be there in a minute.”As Olivia skipped off, Roman pulled Blair to her feet and into his arms. “You look tired. You should have let me bring someone in to handle
“Mama! Look!”Blair looked up from her laptop to see her two-year-old daughter, Olivia, proudly showing off a crayon drawing that was mostly colorful scribbles.“That’s beautiful, sweetheart,” Blair said, genuinely impressed with the artwork of her toddler. “Is that our family?”Olivia nodded madly,
"Is that what you think?" Niko's voice was dangerously quiet. "That your only value is as a... what? A royal broodmare?""It's the reality of our position," she insisted. "The Wystovian crown needs an heir. You need an heir. And I can't—" Her voice broke.Niko crossed the distance between them in th
"I'm trying to protect him—""From what? From having a choice?" Keira's voice grew stronger. "You're deciding what's best for Niko without asking him what he wants. That's not protection, that's control."Amelia stared at her, startled by the blunt assessment."Look, I get it. The pressure is overwh
Amelia shook her head, the weight of her failure pressing down on her. "The doctors say there's nothing wrong with Niko, which means the problem lies with me. I'm considering stepping aside, letting him divorce me so he can marry someone who can actually give him an heir." She glanced at Keira, sudd
Another 17 Months LaterAmelia stood at the window of her private study, watching the gardeners working in the palace gardens. Her hands absently cradled her still-flat stomach, a habit she'd developed over the months of disappointment, as if protective of something that wasn't there."Thirty-four m
Niko didn't stop, drawing out her orgasm with gentle licks and strokes until she collapsed back against the sheets, boneless and gasping. Only then did he lift his head, his mouth glistening with the evidence of her pleasure. The sight sent fresh aftershocks through her still-sensitive body."Come h
"I'm sorry," Amelia whispered. Not sure what else to say.Theodore reached out and patted her hand, his touch surprisingly gentle for a man who commanded a nation. "No need for sorrow, my dear. The point is that sometimes there are no explanations, no clear answers. But that doesn't mean there's som
"Any news?" she asked as Niko entered, his face drawn with exhaustion.He shook his head, loosening his tie. "Mitchell has been working with the Warner family. They've assembled quite an operation… royal security, tech specialists and private security. The woman's family has a lot of wealth and powe







