Royally Kidnapped by the Prince

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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.

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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 the door behind her. “You went inside my room last night?” There was an accusation in her

voice and a hint of shyness as well.

“The last time I checked, every room in this manor belongs to me.”

She rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean.”

“Did you like it?”

Pink blossomed on her cheeks. Still, she was the type of woman who never backed down. That was

why I loved her. She narrowed her eyes at me. “It’s none of your business.”

“When it comes to your pleasure and well-being, it’s my business, darling. Now, why are you here? If

not to kiss me and say take care, my love. I have to go, or I’m gonna be late for my work.”

“That was not mine.” She dropped her gaze, biting her lip. My lips tingled in an urge to capturing those

luscious lips.

“The toy?” I was such an asshole, grinning like an idiot.

“Yeah.”

“But you didn’t answer me. Did you come? How many times?”

“You’re insane.” Her eyes burned with anger.

“I told you when it comes to your pleasure and happiness, it’s my duty to fulfill them. Call me insane

because I am. Do you know how I felt seeing you fucking naked in bed? If not because of my huge

respect for you, I already took you in your sleep and made you come around my cock.” I swallowed. My

skin warmth at the thought of her clenching around me as she convulsed and milked till her shudders

subsided.

“Then why didn’t you wake me up?” There was an eagerness in her voice. Her eyes showed the same

interest. But I also knew this was another part of her ludicrous game.

I walked towards her while she took a few stepped back until she hit the door. Her eyes widened,

seeing my features darken in her invitation. “Pull your dress up your waist,” I ordered. My voice rasped.

“What?” She panted.

“If you won’t come in less than thirty seconds, I will send you back to the US myself.”

She swallowed hard. Those lust-filled eyes turned into worry and pain.

“All you have to do is let me fuck you with my fingers. That is if you want me. If not, then you’ll stay

here with me until I decide what to do to you.” I leaned over. My arms were keeping her caged against

the door.

“Thayer.” She bit her bottom lip, turning her head to another side.

“Answer me. Did your toy give you more pleasure than I was between your legs?”

“Stop. Stop it.” Her voice shook.

“Are you wet right now?” I whispered. My leg settled between her legs. I slowly dragged my knee up,

the fabric of my pants grazing against the bare soft skin of her legs. “If I touch you, would you hate me?

Look at me, Kennedy.”

She obeyed, meeting my gaze. “Do you hate me that much that you kept on torturing me every night,

wearing but a skimpy dress that barely covered what’s mine? Or that stunt you put up last night was a

part of your charade as well?”

She shook her head, still biting her bottom lip. My gaze dragged to those lips, and I was burning with

the urge to bite them. My desires shot through right to my groin, making me achingly hard.

“Which one?”

“Let me go.” She placed the palm of her hands on my chest.

“Not until you tell me if you’re wet.”

From being turned on, she became feral. “What’s it in you? What if I came hard last night? What if I

thought of you while touching myself? What if I’m wet right now? Does it inflate your freaking ego?”

I froze and stared at her in delight. Did she mean it? “Damn it. You’re hotter when you’re angry and turn

on. And I wanna kiss you so hard and raw until your anger is gone.” I stepped back. “Don’t ever think

for a second that I don’t ache for you. God knows I’m hard right now.”

She glanced at my groin while I fixed my pants before she looked at me. “You’re such a vulgar for a

fine prince.”

“But I would never violate you unless I’m not me anymore. I respect every person I care about. I know I

hadn’t been good to you and haven’t been spending time with you because you kept pushing me away,

but that doesn’t mean I care less about you and don’t think about you every second of every day. I want

one day when you choose to leave me, at least you know and remember how much you mean to me.”

“Um. I’d like to walk down the lawn. If it’s okay.”

I fished out my card from my suit pocket. “Take this. Take Arina with you. Go out, have fun, buy

anything you want. That’s unlimited.” I was sure she knew already. “I know you’re bored at home.”

She pushed the card back to me, narrowing those gorgeous eyes at me. “I don’t need your money or

card. You don’t have to shower me with gifts or anything. Those won’t make me submit to you. Not

ever.”

“Submit to me? What’s that supposed to mean? Do you really think I’m trying to control your life or

mold you to be the perfect epitome of my woman? As far as I know, you’re already beyond perfect for

me. Your honesty, your boldness, your bravery, that stubbornness, your wit, and your beliefs? Those

are what made me fall for you. And I won’t change a thing about you.” There you go. I said what I said.

I hope this would clear things up—my real intention towards her.

“It’s okay with you to date a commoner?”

“You should know the answer to that by now. And to me, you’re not a commoner.” I sighed. I wanted to

say more, but I was fashionably late. “I really have to go.”

***

In the afternoon, I had texted Marko to inquire about the item I wanted to purchase. I had not told

anyone about my plan. I’d never been scared like this, but I was not confident that I would succeed

either.

I arrived at the chateau in Burkhese.

“I thought you’re not gonna show up, brother. How’s your day?” Carlott kissed me on the cheek.

“Productive. How about you?”

“Fun. Kennedy is already here with Mother. They get along quickly. Glad you have good tastes in a

woman. Otherwise, I would turn into an evil sister-in-law.”

I arched my eyebrow. “Sister-in-law? Aren’t you a little too optimistic?”

“Oh, trust me. She would marry you.”

“We’ll see about that, considering how she kicked me out every night.”

She held her laugh. I quickly saw the glint in her eyes before she was gone.

“So it’s yours then? Your idea, I mean.”

“What is it?” She played innocent.

“Come on, Carlott. Admit it.”

She rolled her eyes. “Fine. But I know how you can replay her back.”

I shook my head. “I won’t do something stupid like you.”

“Trust me, brother. Since when did I let you down? Tell me.”

I pursed my lips and thought profoundly. “What do you have in mind, my dear, evil little sister?”

“Oh, you’re gonna love it.”