Royal Player by Kylie Gilmore

Author:Kylie Gilmore [Gilmore, Kylie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, royal romance, Romantic Comedy, sagas, Royalty, the rourkes series
Publisher: Extra Fancy Books
Published: 2019-07-22T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Oscar

I screwed up. I shouldn’t have kissed her. What the hell was I thinking? She needs to get married fast and we have a business partnership. I want to help her, not ruin her. She needs to be queen, to claim her birthright in whatever backwards dictates she’s confined to—a virgin princess who needs to stay that way until she marries.

I lost my mind. It’s the only explanation.

Jesus. That kiss. Fiery heat, urgent primal need. I have to stop thinking about it, have to stop replaying her needy, “Will you kiss me again, please? I need it more than my next breath.”

It never happened. I’m not going to tell anyone. She’s not going to tell anyone. Therefore, that kiss does not exist.

I avoided her at dinner, opting for room service, and now I’m at the high-stakes table on the terrace with Adrian, playing Ultimate Texas Hold ’Em poker. I’ve got a winning hand, and if I could just keep my focus, I could win big. I need cash fast to pay off Charles. I already called and told him Polly was out. He didn’t argue the point, simply saying, “I look forward to hearing your counteroffer.” Obviously all he cares about is getting his cut. He said he’d be in his office tonight for my requested meeting.

I glance around the table, trying to read the faces. Adrian’s gaze is on the table, his expression giving nothing away. There’s a middle-aged oil tycoon in a cowboy hat who looks cheerful (likely drunk) and a Saudi oil sheik who looks somber (maybe a good hand). The pair of them probably meet up here for business. There’s also three Italian men in designer suits. They’re quiet now after a lot of jovial talk (likely bad hands).

A short while later, I make my move and win the pot. All of the men groan. The dealer hands me a gold rectangular plaque with the value stamped on it. Adrian smiles. He’s been trying to improve my game. He has a nearly photographic memory, which helps with cards.

“Stick around,” the cowboy says to me. “Give us a chance to win some back.”

“Another time.”

I cash out and head straight to Charles’s office downstairs. The door is ajar, so I go right in. He’s sitting behind his desk, looking to the ceiling, his expression rapt. I spot a high heel peeking out the side of the desk.

Charles makes eye contact, a slight smirk on his face. What an ass. He knew I’d be stopping by tonight. And he left the door open. I step outside and wait.

Five minutes later, a tall redhead with huge breasts brushes past me.

Charles calls out, “You can come in, Oscar.”

I swear this guy is a sex addict on top of being an asshole, and I don’t want him anywhere near Polly.

I march to his desk. First things first because I don’t trust this guy. “Did you cancel the auction like we talked about?”

He sighs. “Much too late for that. There’s a hundred people signed up for it with enough money to buy a small country.

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