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  “I don’t want this,” she whispered, and I cocked my head to the side.

  Her body didn’t agree.

  “You don’t want me?” I asked her.

  “I don’t want...” she started, blinking quickly. “I don’t want this to be for one night.”

  I sighed, running my lips along her skin and tasting her sweet skin.

  “Trust me, chérie, neither do I,” I told her honestly. “But things are... complicated for me. I’m afraid I can’t offer you everything you deserve. Do you understand?”

  She didn’t nod, just stared into my eyes as if I held the answer to the problem.

  “I’m sorry,” I told her honestly. “You deserve so much more than I can possibly give you. You will find someone who will... treat you the way you need.”

  “Why not you?”

  Her words were barely above a whisper, and her eyes connected with mine, silently begging for more.

  I was tempted. So fucking tempted.

  But then I remembered what my mother had planned for me.

  I needed to get married. The plan was already in motion. This was my last escape, my one last chance to be a free man. After that, I’d be married to a woman I probably wouldn’t love - and I’d have to forget all about Amber. All we could have was that one night, and the sweet, forbidden memories that came along with it.

  “I can’t give you what you need,” I explained. “But I will do my fucking best to please you tonight. Is that what you want, chérie?”

  She nodded, and although there was a hint of sadness to her eyes, I knew she wasn’t going to push it.

  She really was a good girl... a dream woman for any man out there, including me. But I had royal duties that my family expected me to fulfill. And I couldn’t exactly disobey my own queen, especially when she was my mother.

  I busied myself by kissing Amber, and her sweet mouth accepted mine, drinking me down, desperate for so much more.

  In moments, we were a tangled mess of limbs, moans and whispered sweet nothings.

  I wanted to fuck her, but I was surprised to find I wanted to get to know her, too.

  “Are you sore?” I asked her, and she gave a barely perceptible nod of her head. “Let me make it better, chérie.”

  She moaned in protest as I got up, walking over to the bathroom and getting a towel I soaked with warm water. I settled between her legs, gently wiping the traces of blood from her sweet pussy while she looked at me with a dreamy look in her eyes.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful,” I told her honestly. “Every fucking part of you deserves attention, chérie. So goddamned tempting.”

  She didn’t say a word, and once I was done wiping her, I buried my face between her folds, tasting her sweet pussy until she started moaning like the toy she was.

  I was tempted not to let her come, but with the way her body writhed underneath mine, I couldn’t resist for much longer.

  My tongue flicked, licked and brought her to an orgasm that shook the bed. She shivered as she came down from it, filling my mouth with her sweet honey and making me crave so much more from the mysterious girl beneath me.

  “You beautiful thing,” I growled, pulling her in my embrace as she recovered. “I can’t get enough of you...”

  Once again, she didn’t say a word, just settled in my arms with her eyes glued to mine.

  “You didn’t want to play with me in front of the others?” she whispered.

  “No,” I admitted. “I wanted you all to myself... My time is limited, and I’m not letting anyone else touch what I paid for.”

  She toyed with my cock, little fingers brushing the tip, fingertips brought to her lips to lick off the precum.

  “I don’t want you to come,” she admitted, and I gave her a surprised glance. “I want you thinking about it for the rest of your life, if this is really just a one-night thing.”

  “Is that so?” I chuckled. “You want to torture me a little, chérie?”

  “Maybe,” she giggled.

  “Okay,” I told her. “But we’re going to do everything else I’m so desperate for...”

  “Yes,” she nodded eagerly, her eyes getting heavy as she yawned. “Everything else.”

  I smiled at her, the sudden affection I felt making my heart swell painfully.

  How could this have happened?

  I’d finally found the perfect woman, and now I would have to leave her behind.

  She settled into the crook of my arm, sleepily pulling me on top of her. She was exhausted, and already drifting off to sleep as I kissed the top of her head.

  “You’re not just a rich man’s toy, Amber," I told her.

  “No?” she whispered sleepily.

  “No,” I replied. “You’re somebody’s princess... just not mine.”

  In moments, she was asleep.

  I got up, gently placing her in the bed and covering her with the blankets.

  I couldn’t risk another look at her sleeping form, because I knew it would change my mind.

  Instead, I walked out of the room, closing the door behind me and leaning against it while a heavy sigh escaped my lips.

  “Goodbye, Amber," I whispered to the empty hallway, my hand lingering on the wood of her door before I moved away.

  It was time to go back to being Prince Olivier Bellamy.

  Amber

  6 months later

  We were sitting at the breakfast table, an opulent array of food before us, but none of us spoke. We just picked restlessly at our food, Thorn glancing at me as we ate.

  I could tell he was getting annoyed.

  Not because I was still there, but because he hated seeing me without a purpose. He was the kind of man who needed a meaning for anything and everything, and at the time, I wasn’t anything but a spare part in his carefully constructed plan.

  Rose was ready to have her baby any time, and I wanted to get out of their hair. But since the party, I’d been even more closed off than usually.

  If I was being honest with myself, my mind was still preoccupied with thoughts of Prince Olivier.

  He ruled my thoughts. Night and day I thought about him, and my fingers had sought out the pleasure he’d given me too many times to count.

  But it was a lost cause - he’d gone home, and I’d heard rumours he was supposed to find a wife. The fact that he hadn’t even considered me fucking hurt, but I would have to learn to accept it. There was no other way.

  I heard running footsteps, and a moment later, Rose appeared in the room, her cheeks flushed and a bright smile on her face.

  I had taken special care to call both her and Thorn by the names they preferred. There had been so many nights where I’d laid in bed, remembering the moments from the party... how she’d sucked my nipple, how he’d hit me.

  “I have something for you!” Rose giggled, showing me an envelope. “A letter! All the way from Luxuria.”

  I stared at her, my eyes getting wider and wider while she ran up to me, thrusting the cream-colored paper in my hands.

  “Well?” she insisted. “Aren’t you going to open it?”

  I felt the weight of the paper in my hands.

  “This... It must be from him, right?” I asked, my eyes darting to Rose’s.

  “Of course it’s from him!” she clapped her hands. “Oh, how exciting.”

  “Would you please open it?” Thorn grumbled. “Before the pregnant lady passes out from excitement.”

  They both stared at me expectantly, and my fingers shook as I ripped the letter open. A simple piece of paper slid out, and my eyes poured over the letters written in rich, gold calligraphy.

  Amber Jonathan,

  You are cordially invited to attend the Royal Selection process, in which Prince Olivier Bellamy must find a wife.

  Transportation will be provided for you a week from today. Please bring garments suitable for a château getaway.

  Competing alongside you, there will be 12 women vying for Prince Olivier. By accepting the Court’s
offer, you understand you have a small choice of being picked as the Prince’s future wife.

  Alas, if the possibility excites you... Join us in the winter castle of Luxuria this year for an unforgettable few months.

  Cordially yours,

  the Court of Luxuria and Her Majesty, Queen Genevieve

  I gasped at the sight of the words and Rose squealed, having read the invitation over my shoulder.

  “Oh my god,” she gushed. “That is the event of the season! You are so lucky.”

  Thorn cleared his throat and she gave him an apologetic look before shifting her attention back to me.

  “Aren’t you excited, love?” she asked eagerly.

  “I suppose,” I muttered. “But twelve other women... and competing for a man. That’s going to be brutal.”

  “Maybe so,” Thorn cut in. “But if you really like this man, you should give it a chance.”

  “Do you?” Rose asked eagerly, her eyes boring into mine. “Do you like him, Amber?”

  “I do,” I whispered honestly. “I really, really do.”

  “Then you will have to go,” she clapped her hands. “I’ll get everything sorted... We’ll get you an incredible wardrobe before you leave. You will charm everybody at the court...”

  Her words drifted into nothing as I stared at the invitation, a small smile playing on my lips.

  Twelve other women and three months in a château...

  Maybe there would be a happily ever after in store for me after all… maybe my stranger wouldn’t be a stranger for much longer.

  TO BE CONTINUED

  Also by Fawn Bailey

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