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Royal Seduction- A Dangerous Love Affair

Royal Seduction- A Dangerous Love Affair

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When you pair two strangers who have a lot of hidden sexual tension towards each other, it's only normal that sensual sparks would fly- as well as their clothes when they're eventually getting wild and steamy with each other. ******** Blue's every day motto was "When life throws you lemons, make lemonade. " But she currently had a lot on her plate, and none of it were delicious lemons. What happens in Vegas was supposed to stay in Vegas right? Man, did Blue wish that was the truth. . Her life was rapidly falling apart! First, her fiancé had just been brutally murdered, she had also been rendered completely homeless, she was also on the run for commiting a serious felony and next she's drunk, having a wild and steamy night with a stranger in the backseat of his car. Could Blue find a sense of purpose in all the madness? At the brink of trying to escape from the chaotic mess he life has suddenly become, Blue encounters the presence of the Baron of Aston! One thing leads to another and soon, she was all royally prissy-ed up in a tall castle, married to him as the Baroness of Aston. It was definitely a fresh start to a new, unproblematic life- or so she thought. All good things come to an end. So what happens when her past comes back knocking at her door? And the stranger from that stormy night resurfaces in her life? And this time, he wanted more than just one night with her and he wouldn't take no for an answer. . .
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Chapter 1

NERVOUSNESS, ANXIETY AND CURIOSITY coursed through her veins the instant she realized what his motives were as his hands gently wrapped it’s width around her torso. He stared lovingly and deeply into her shimmering emerald green eyes and she sheepishly returned the stare, after a while, she seemed to have been lost in the galaxy of his mesmerizing gaze.

One thing she hated to admit was how she was undeniably attracted to him. But he’s bad news. They’re opposites in every aspect of life, still there was one thing they had in common- an attraction towards each other.

He suddenly drew her closer to himself, clinging unto her tightly and her breath hitched due to the suddenness of the action. He stared down at her with a risque smile on his face- she’s a head shorter than he was, so she looked up to him and realized how close their bodies were. They were so close. She was so close to him that she caught sniffs of his expensive Jasmine scented cologne, could feel his rhythmic pulsation, his soft breaths as his exhales gently landed on her skin, sending shivers of ecstacy down her spine. Fetish.

She had been vividly staring into his eyes, all she could see was his hunger, eagerness and yearn for her- and the truth was she was guilty of having the same feelings for him too.

He pushed his head against her ear, teasing her earlobes as she felt one of his palms leave her waist and trail down to her thighs as the other gently caressed her sides, frequently maneuvering over her breasts. She rapidly grabbed the palm that had quickly slithered it’s way underneath her laps, halting it from going any further.

She had craved his touch for so long yet, the last thing she wanted tonight was to make unwanted babies with him. No, that would be too much of a risk.

She wasn’t wearing anything much, just a flimsy red night gown; it was far too easy for him to navigate. Nevertheless, despite being somewhat clad, she felt he could see beyond her dress. She felt naked before him.

Fuck. What the actual fuck was she doing? Well, the truth was that she had no clue either. She was clearly blinded by love, or was it lust? Nevertheless, she had plummeted far too deep in whatever had blinded and clouded her judgement. She had to snap out of it quickly and end this before it goes to far.

“ No. . .”

She managed to voice out half-heartedly in sort of an unwilling whisper. A word of disapproval her head prompted her to say, not her heart, for her heart was long smitten by this young man and all it does now is beat for him.

His brows furrowed as his eyes rested on her kissable lips. He chuckled at what he had presumed to be a display of cold feet.

He trailed his finger o’er her lips with desire glimmering crystal clear in his eyes. He loosened his grip on her before grabbing her wrists and pinning her to the wall, ignoring her refusal and once again, her breathe hitched at the precipitous action. Damn, that stare of his was back again. This time it’s ogling covetously at her body as he bit the corner of his lower lip.

“ What are you afraid of?”

He leaned closer and asked in a hush tone with a smirk on his face. He tucked behind her ear, a loose strand of hair as he watched her lips quiver at the thought of whatever was making her afraid, whatever was making her to be unwilling to give into the passion that burnt in her heart.

He chuckled once more and pushed his head against her ears, sticking out his tongue and teasing her earlobe once more, his breathe reeked of alcohol.

“Babysit me tonight, Blue.”

Things were indeed getting heatedly intense. These were the body languages that she absolutely loved and craved for in a man but for some reason, her sanity was thoroughly against going further with him tonight- babysitting him, as he had deemed it. But at the same time, every micro-fibre in her body was screaming for his touch. She wanted and craved for him.

It was apparent that he wouldn’t take no for an answer tonight; he won’t relent, it’s was either her or nothing. But on her part, craving him was the farthest she could go, anything further would have to exist only in her pervy and wild imagination. Having sex with him would be riskily extreme and playing with fire might just get her burnt. He’s not hers. He was never hers to begin with. She wasn’t his either- he belongs to someone else, so did she. She couldn’t possibly have him.

But then again, her curiosity also wanted to know what he’d taste like. . .