All Chapters of My Royal Kidnapper: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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

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

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

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

THAYER     Thayer was so good with people. He was natural, kind, and sensible. He never ceased to amaze me. When I agreed to marry him, I wasn’t exactly thinking straight about the consequences. All I wanted was to help him secure his birthright.  Again, I was selfish. Maybe because I would do anything for the people I cared about even if, in the end, I’d be giving something—my life, my freedom, and my heart. I put on something sexy. I didn’t know what Carlott was thinking, sending me lingeries when her brother filled the closets with complete wardrobes. I sighed deeply one more time before I walked out of the door. I’d been planning since this morning after how he allowed me to walk in the seaside yesterday. The least I could do was to give him something in return. I also did this for myself because since he teased me in the study, I’d been aching for him. I wanted to come, and he just took my toy. He wa