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KENNEDY
I 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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THAYER Seeing her reaction was priceless. She may have forgotten to check that toy before she woke up. Her cheeks burned furiously. Still grinning, I rose to my feet and buttoned my suit jacket. I moved to her side and kissed the top of her head. “Anyway, if you need bigger than that. All you have to do is send me a text. I’ll see you in the afternoon.” I walked out and left Kennedy still speechless in her seat. In the study, my PA Marko was giving me briefings regarding some changes in my schedules when a knock interrupted us. “I have something I want you to check out. I’ll send the details to you later.” “Of course, Your Highness. Your dinner in Burkhese tonight. Miss Gilby is expected to be there with your family.” He opened the door. To my surprise, it was my woman, smiling at Marko. “Be there in a minute,” I dismissed Marko. “To what do I owe this pleasure, darling?” She locked
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KENNEDY It was a family dinner. Again, I didn’t know what I was doing here. I pinched myself under the table for the second time. The fact that I was sitting across the future king, I felt like I was in another universe. They looked regal. The apparent Prince was in his formal suit. The graying hair was scattered across his head. Thayer got his eyes from his father—fierce, deep, and expressive. And also his height—Prince Isodore was so tall and medium built. The rest of his son’s features came from Princess Aimrose. Carlott sat beside her carbon copy—her mother. From the color of her hair to the shape of her face. “Is my son treating you well, Kennedy? I hope you don’t mind if I call you Kennedy.” My gaze flew back to him. I smile timidly, even if I wanted to blurt out how his son kidnapped, teased me, and then treated me like his precious gemstone when he was in his
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