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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
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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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KENNEDY A hum—buzz. Pressure. A little shaky. What happened? I was drinking wine. Seconds later, I saw a glimpse of those familiar dark eyes before my world went dark. I licked my lips. My throat was dry as a desert. The humming continued. Typically, I stretched in bed before I got up, but this bed seemed small and uncomfortable for my back. Blinking my eyes open, I finally realized that I wasn’t in my bed. I quickly rose to my feet only to get tugged my ass back, slumping to the chair. All my senses woke up—the humming and pressure. Oh, my God. I was secured in a seat belt. My heart was in my throat. It suddenly registered to me. I held and tried to unbuckle when a clearing of a throat stopped me. “You won’t do that if I were you.” My head snapped to the voice at the far-end corner, grinning at me. Filled
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THAYER After my security team informed me that Blue Jay just landed, I left right away. Yeah, that was Kennedy’s code name—it fit perfectly for her. Usually, I’d stay for a while during my official engagements, but not today. It took every ounce in my power to remain calm as I marched towards the waiting car. “She’s pissed.” Those were the first words I heard from the other line. It was understandable, considering what Ash and Lud just did to her. “Who wouldn’t be? But I’ll make up to her,” I said to Ash. “She’s pissed at me. She kicked Lud’s shin and shouted at us the entire flight.” “I’ll apologize for her on your behalf.” I didn’t usually apologize, but I wanted her to trust them again, and I intended to gain it back as well. “I don’t know. Even if you give her the moon, Your Highness. She’s different today. And it bleeds my heart that she cried because of what we did.”
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KENNEDY I thought I went a little bit too far. Watching his reaction and the way how I treated him last night came back taunting me. What was I thinking? Of course, I wasn’t thinking at all. I was mad, and I let that emotion dominate me. The Princess didn’t seem to care, though. If I was right with her reaction, she was having fun seeing the discomfort on her son’s face. Was I still mad? Damn right, I was. After what he did to me, even if he would give me a thousand orgasms, it would not suffice. Satisfaction swelled in my chest as I walked away. I was not close to done. I just even barely started. If he thought his sorry would
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THAYER Another successful engagement for today. Those little angels were breathtaking as I watched huge grins on their faces before I waved goodbye. As I climbed up the car, I felt empty again. I was supposed to be going home to the woman I loved welcoming me with a tight hug and passionate kiss after a tiring day. Then we shared a delicious meal, later on, we made love the whole night. But those were just but dreams. The way she left me, she was giving me a hard time. And I knew she was doing it on purpose, but damn, well, I deserved it. I still fucking hated the thought of heading out while things between us were left unfixed. Still, she was driving me insane every time my mind lingered on her sweet plump lips, her pert luscious breasts, and those tiny buds begging to be suckled, and her moans as I tasted her sweet wet heat. I closed my eyes when my cock started to strain in my pants. “
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KENNEDY I miss New York. I missed my parents, my friends, and even my job. My throat started to clog. Maybe, this would be my life for a few days or weeks. Patience is a virtue. Who knew? One day, I would be back to my ordinary life, away from this fuss and luxuries. For the next couple of hours, I tried my best to enjoy what I had and where I was right now—in the nightclub as I danced with Princess Carlott. She never ceased to surprise me. Carlott was not the typical princess. She may have everything but also knew how to have some fun. Press may label as a party princess, but she also did her duties thoughtfully. For the first time since my abduction, I felt carefree. Every time a guy came to dance with me, within a second, he was gone. It frustrated me because I wanted to dance with someone other than Carlott. But no chance. Everywhere I loo
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