All Chapters of The Girl Who Loved Two Princes: The Her Before You : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

“I figured. You probably would have died for her just now, wouldn’t you? We've all been there, man. It's The Keira Dormer Effect." Nathan set his sister’s gun down, picked up Aaron’s sword off of the ground and threw himself to the wolf that was Keira. This time Aaron really did pay attention. He watched them closely. The events of today would make her even more paranoid. Guess he was a sword guy now.“You’re rusty,” Nathan teased. “Figured I’d give you a fighting chance in hell by not picking up a sword for a few months,” Keira taunted right back. Aaron watched them do fierce battle in between goading and mocking each other. Maybe Keira had unresolved issues with her mom and maybe her sister truly was insane, but she loved Nathan. There was a bond between them Aaron couldn’t replace, no matter how happy they were together. A bond like the one Aaron shared with his own siblings. She probably had a similar bond with Kate, judging from the way she felt the need to justify her kill.

2021, February 17th(Imperium, Warlanda) “I’m standing in Imperium International Airport, awaiting the return of the Archduchess of Imperium, Her Grace, Keira Dormer. The excitement coming off of the crowd, hoping for a glimpse of Her Grace, is riveting. Perhaps more so owing to the rumours that Her Grace brings with her the future Archduke of Imperium, His Highness, Prince Aaron Condor. Will Warlanda and Terres Somnia finally succeed in joining hands after two failed engagements between His Majesty, King Troy Pierce and Her Highness, Princess Caroline Condor? Stay with me and the astounding crowd that’s gathered here today to find out.” (Caines, Terres Somnia) “You can’t be serious!” James exploded, turning away from the TV to look at Nathan. “I think I would know if my brother was about to marry Warlanda’s archduchess,” said James, the look of surprise and shock deepening on his face. “Would you? None of us has really seen that much of Aaron since he left for Maine,” Bart argued

2020, July 28th(Imperium, Warlanda)"Delish," she said, dragging a blood-red nail across Aaron's chest. "No wonder Nate and Gray couldn't bring Keira home. Welcome to Imperium, Prince of Assassins."She held out her hand for him to kiss. Aaron looked at it and considered his conundrum for a moment. To kiss the assassin in front of him's hand was to risk life and limb getting caught by Keira. They had him surrounded. What exactly was the thing to do here? He felt sure whatever he did, he'd get it wrong. "Don't go poking the bear, Kendall," said Cameron, batting her hand away. "Word is she's even more attached to this one than she was to Ethan. Don't mind Kendall, Prince of Assassins."Kendall threw Cameron a nasty look, turned back to Aaron and offered him her hand again. "If you're going to compare me to an animal Cam, I'd much rather be a cheetah or a lioness. Maybe a tigress. You know, something that rips wolves like the ones in front of me limb from limb."A killer, unnatural sm

These thoughts were harder to swallow now though. He was harder to enjoy. He wasn't just some lonely, hot guy to make mischief with. The more attached she got, the harder it got not to worry. As soon as his lips landed on hers, he pulled her body closer against his and drank her in, opened up for her, let himself be kissed. Once she got started, there was no stopping her ripe mouth. Eventually he forced her hands back onto the desk and went back to slamming into her. She just took it in silence, surrendered herself to the heat they were making and the pleasure he gave her as he slid his hands onto her warm body. Breathless now, hearing herself cave as the first unwilling, little moans broke free from her mouth, she pulled his face back to hers and kissed him again. Caught up in the moment and smiling at her triumphantly, he gave her her reward for giving him what he wanted. She listened to him tell her again and again that he loved her as he continued to pleasure her body.Keira was

She made him in the compact mirror she had out the second he walked through the tent. She felt like she was sweating buckets and wanted to see how bad it was so that she could do damage control. There was something about his devious, deceitful behavior that kept her frozen in place on that table, made her go against her instincts. If those rugged, big, killer hands wanted so badly to touch her, maybe she wanted to let him, just this once. It was just a massage. He’d even gone through the trouble of getting redressed for her. She was in complete control of the situation and could stop him whenever she wanted to. These were the thoughts going through her head as he worked his way down her back. Some of it, okay all of it, was complete bullshit, but damn she was only human and he was, well him. It wasn’t every day that a guy went through this much trouble to get to her. Maybe she liked it a little.His hands were on her lower back now and he knew going further meant stopping altogether,