All Chapters of The Girl Who Loved Two Princes: The Her Before You : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

“I was protecting you!”“You were protecting you!” she snapped, finally spinning around. Aria undid his belt, pulled down his zipper and slipped her hand into his pants, past his underwear, grabbing onto him the way he had her. She looked into his angry, vengeful eyes. Saw the lust behind it all start to take over as her hand moved up and down his shaft. He slid his fingers into her and rubbed furiously at her clit, watching her as they tortured each other like they always did. This wasn't like every other time, though. There wasn't a shred of decency in his head. No mercy, no shame. He was going to have her, consequences be damned. He was driving her crazy and she him, but his lips wouldn't touch hers, wouldn't touch her body. Not like she was kissing him, rushed bites littering his torso as she unbuttoned his shirt. He spun her back around, undid the rest of her buttons, and unclasped her bra. “You promised to screw my brains o

2019, December 26th “I told you to wait for me, James. She's not going to talk to you. Honestly, I'm surprised she's still here,” said Troy, sitting down next to James. “This is my house. No one comes to it, takes a shot at me and just walks out. I don't care how good she is. She still bleeds, right?” James said, the wrath of his Beaumont blood threatening to come out. Keira perked up, smiled her killer smile and spoke for the first time since being taken captive. “All your friends are so hot, Troy,” she said, winking at James while licking her lips. “Especially this one. His eyes are almost as delicious as yours.” Troy watched her get to James, the way she was no doubt about to get to him. James had been in here too long. Troy needed to ask the right questions and do it fast, before James Beaumont lost his shit. Keira turned back to Troy, reached out a finger to his face, which he prompt

2019, December 26thAlmost as soon as they entered the ballroom, Aria and Troy were separated. James took Troy around the room and Cassie did the same for Aria. “Try to be a little less obvious, Jim,” said Troy, watching Aria from across the room. She was watching him too, looking for all the world like she had no idea what CC and Cassie were talking about, so caught up was she in him. In thinking about all the things he would do to her when they got back to the bunker. Troy grinned at her. It was written all over her face. “I don't know what you mean. It's unhealthy to be attached at the hip all the time, you know,” said James, flashing Troy a cocky grin. “Alright, Jim. Let's play. You and I both know I'm the ultimate player,” said Troy, walking away. But he'd scarcely taken a few steps when Emily showed up in front of him.“I come in peace,” she said, offering him a glass of champagne. “I don't suppose you want to

The room had become still; his playing had stopped. What if he was wrong about her reaction to Aaron and she'd changed her mind after all? But there were no take backs now. Keira was already gone. Keira came up to Aria, a tabletop music stand in one hand and the violin Troy had given to Aria earlier that day in the other. “He said you'll understand when you open it,” said Keira, handing the violin over. Aria's eyes went back to Troy's. She couldn't read them. He was holding back and, unlike the last few times; he was doing a brilliant job of it. But the violin was a good sign, right? With her hopes higher than they'd ever been, she opened the case and allowed herself a little cautious smile. He'd left a new piece for her in the case. The song was titled play if you will marry me. When she saw the title, her laughter rang out into the now dead silent, confused room and she let go of the fear. He wasn't asking her to let go; he was asking for fo

Bart didn’t do the wrong thing. He didn’t give in to his emotions just because he wanted something or someone. But CC didn’t make him happy. She never had, she never could. Aria did. Maybe it was being gone from Caines for so long, but this time he wanted something for himself, even if it was wrong. He just wanted the pain to stop. The way it did around her. He just wanted to be happy. The way he was with her. She smiled at him, wanted to give in to the dreams he was showing her, but he’d spent months telling her no, saying that there was only her. “Look, it’s just dinner. If you want to throw me out after, I won’t protest. I’ll even wait on you the way you’ve been waiting on me as long as I can do it here, in Sartis Est, with you.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, picked her up and spun her around and around, until she finally looked down at him and giggled. “Okay, Barry, one probationary date,” she said, pulling away again as he put her down. He pulled her back t