บททั้งหมดของ Fated to My Alpha Boss: บทที่ 201 - บทที่ 210

I followed the mousy man down the hallways of the palace, nerves rippling through me. Behind me, Charles, Theo, and David all followed, their footsteps echoing off the marble floors. That hollowness didn't do anything to alleviate my nerves. Instead, like the noise of their shoes bouncing off the floors and walls, my nerves bounced all over the place, too.The mousey man stopped in front of a set of doors. “Your companions will need to wait here,” he said.Charles reached for me, gripping my hand firmly and giving me an encouraging look. “We won't go anywhere,” he promised.I nodded, words failing me. Once the three were inside whatever room the mousy man had led them to, the door shut, and he continued to lead me on. We wound through back hallways, getting further and further from the entrance to the palace all the time. How far in were we going to go?A horrifying thought occurred to me. What if he was actually leading me toward a dungeon?This must have shown in the speed with whic

We lay on the chaise together for a while, just being calm in one another’s presence, soaking in their scent. As soon as Charles was sure David had fallen asleep, his hands skimmed all over my body, cupping, touching, probing. Each of his touches strategically drew me closer until, without planning it, I found myself on his lap.He pulled my skirt out from underneath me, then carefully undid his fly. He licked the rim of my ear, pausing long enough to whisper, “we'll have to do this quietly.”Charles skimmed his hand up my stomach underneath my shirt. When he reached the lower edge of my bra, he simply wiggled his fingers up underneath the fabric, tweaking my nipple between two of his fingers.I sighed and leaned back into him, tipping my head back against his shoulder and pressing gentle kisses along his jawline.He reached a hand up under my skirt, pressing the fabric of my panties out of the way, and tucked his erection between my lips and inside the fabric. His rod of flesh slid a

The moon goddess laughed. “You're thinking too much about heavenly matters,” she said. “If the gods and goddesses combine our powers and our talents, fate can be altered. But it's not something we do frequently or at all for that matter. Because altering fate means that nothing will ever be the same again after.”“I don't understand.”“I know you don't,” she said. “Think of it this way. Right now, even though you can see a dozen different choices leading in a different dozen different paths if you make each one, you can still see where those paths lead.”“I guess,” I said hesitantly. “I just need to know which one to pick.”She nodded. “That's the problem. If I interfere with fate and change it, then you won't be able to see what's down any of those paths anymore, and neither will anyone else. Chaos will ensue, at least for a time. You don't wish to plunge creation into chaos, do you?”I sighed. “No. I guess not. I see what you mean, though, where it might take a while before enough d

I woke to knocking on my door.“Just a minute,” I called, trying not to sound too sleepy.I couldn't tell what time it was, only that it was light outside. Who didn't put a clock in the bedroom?I sat up and stretched, then grabbed my phone to check the time. My goodness! Being pregnant was making me tired. It was almost nine.I climbed out of bed and put on my clothes from the night before. I hadn't even opened the closet. I didn't care to see whether it was empty, awaiting my things, or whether the king had given me clothes that he expected to see me in. Either way, the contents weren’t anything I wanted.I opened the door, prepared to face whatever punishment the king was going to dish out at me, and instead was greeted by a rough hug from Charles. He pressed kisses all over the top of my head, drinking in the scent of me.I pushed him away and then squirmed out and underneath his arms. “They let you come see me?” I gasped.“I didn't ask,” he replied. “As if they could stop me from

Evidently, the law moved a lot faster for the king than for anyone else I’d ever heard about because it was less than an hour later when the mousey chamberlain showed up.He gave me a low bow. “Lady Elena,” he said. “I'm here to escort you to the opening proceedings of the trial.”“Already? I guess the lawyers don't need any more time to prepare.”He shot me in an incredulous look. “The lawyers have been working tirelessly on this case since, somehow, a recording of your private conversation with the king got admitted into the public sphere last night. They are at least prepared to take opening statements. Make sure you have yourself ready,” he said disdainfully.“For what I demanded. I haven't even had time to consult with a lawyer or anything.”“When making a blatant power grab, one ought to be prepared for the consequences.” The Chamberlain turned on his heel and started walking down the hall, not waiting for me.Charles started after him, fury on his face, but I caught his arm and