Royally Bad (Royally Wrong Book 1) by Lee Savino

Author:Lee Savino [Savino, Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-27T16:00:00+00:00

6

The door opens into the storm of paparazzi. Cameras flash like lightning. The press screams from all sides.

“Mr. Kensington,” Evans shouts. Black suited men rush forward, surrounding us. Theo covers me with his body as we race inside.

“It’s all over the news,” Evans tells us.

“Fuck,” Theo runs his hand through his hair. “I’m sick of this. What do we do?” He and Evans turn to me.

“You’re the most newsworthy person on the planet right now. If you thought you were famous before…” I shake my head. “I’ll release a statement announcing that you’re grieving with the family. We’ll head to Sweden early.”

“What about the interview?” he asks.

“There’s still time for one. I can get you on Good News, America tomorrow. Hell, I can get you on air anywhere we want. But I know Reba Hamilton,” I name the head anchor. “She’d love to interview you, and she’ll be nice. Classy.”

“Let me think about it,” Theo says.

“Let’s get you into a secure location.” Evans leads us to a private elevator. Fifty-two floors later, we step out into a penthouse suite. Black suits precede us, and a few more follow us in.

“We’ve tripled your security. Sweden is sending a liaison, also.”

“Am I going to have to learn Swedish?” Theo jokes.

“Maybe,” I say. “Polling says you’re not very popular over there. I expect the queen will have a list of things she requires before you’re officially named heir to the throne.”

Theo sighs and runs his hand through his hair. He’s still as gorgeous as ever, but there are little lines of strain around his long-lashed eyes. His strong shoulders slump a little. “Can I get some privacy? I’d like to consult with my media consultant.”

“You all right, Prince Theo?” I say once the suits and Evans are gone.

“Don’t call me that.”

“You prefer My Liege?”

He smiles, prowling forward and all of a sudden, I have the playboy prince back. “I prefer to be a god.”

I retreat, and he keeps coming until my back is against the wall. He puts a hand above my head and leans in. “In fact, that’s what you’ll be calling me tonight.”

“In your dreams, skater boy,” I duck under his arm and escape. “So, the interview. Did you change your mind?”

He’s still at the wall, leaning against it, staring at nothing.

“Theo?”

“Have dinner with me.” He straightens, but still doesn’t look at me. His shoulders hunch slightly.

“What?”

He looks at me, and every muscle in me clenches with need at the longing in his eyes. “Have dinner with me, Vesper.”

“Why?” I whisper.

“Today, volunteering, did you have fun?”

“Um, I guess.” His change of mood from sexy to serious is giving me whiplash. Almost like the real Theo is trying to break free, and seduce me at the same time.

“You looked like you were having fun.”

“I did. I mean, all the people wanting pictures with you were annoying.”

“Since when do you not want pictures of me? You just didn’t like the hot moms.”

“They were not hot moms,” I burst out. “Those yoga pants were way too tight.

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