Sold to the King by Carmen Falcone

Sold to the King by Carmen Falcone

Author:Carmen Falcone [Falcone, Carmen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Coming of Age Fiction, multicultural & interracial romance, Two-Hour Romance Short Reads, African American Erotica, Romantic Erotica, contemporary romance fiction, Virgin Auction, Auction Romance, virgin romance, enemies to lovers romance, Mistaken Identity Romance, Carmen Falcone, One Handed Reads, stand alone romance, Sold to the King, Highest Bidder, King, royalty romance, USA Today Bestselling Author, summer romance
Publisher: One Handed Reads
Published: 2020-01-19T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

One week later…

“Your Majesty,” the head of security said, after Guban closed the door behind him.

Nassor stood, gesturing for John Williams to sit across his desk. The man was a British national who’d worked for his uncle for two decades, and one of the few advisers Nassor had chosen to keep as his own.

He’d let many of them go, including Rasheed, and had begun the process of interviewing and hiring. His approval ratings had increased, which showed the people wanted change. “Thank you for getting back to me.”

A week prior, he’d asked John to look into the man who could have persuaded Mary Roberts to visit Gwokon.

“Thank you for trusting me, sir.” John sat in front of him, holding a manila folder. “Don’t worry, I did as you asked—searched everything myself and didn’t involve anyone in this assignment.”

“Excellent. Any news?”

“Yes. Obasi Akenzua is fifty-seven years old, a Sunday churchgoer known for his discreet yet charming personality. He was married for twenty years, and has one child in college. He got divorced last year, and soon afterward he joined an online dating site.”

He took a couple of pictures out of the envelope and showed them to him, along with a sheet of paper with the man’s information on it. Nassor lifted the picture. A man who looked good for his age, with the hint of a smile as he looked on. Must have been a picture for a professional badge or official ID. “Where is he?”

“About a year ago he sold his home and went to live in the south. Japor.”

Japor. The town bordered other African countries and was hard to get to, located in the middle of a primitive forest and near a reservation park. Why the hell had he gone there? And exactly the time after Mary’s death. “What else do you have on him?”

John pointed at the other documents, statements from the bank. “Ever since his divorce, he’s been in debt. He needed money.”

“Why would he try to get it from Mary Roberts? She was a middle-class American tourist. I doubt she had the means to pay his debt,” he said, making a mental note to ask Izzy about it.

“Because maybe he thought she had some. Talked to her online, saw her home, and decided to have her come here. If he went back to the U.S. with her, he could marry her and leave his debt behind.”

Nassor rubbed his chin. “I want you to bring Obasi to me. I need to question him in person,” he said. Because of the remote location of that city, the strenuous trip there would take a few days. He’d give John permission to use a royal jet, but once they arrived at the forest, they had to leave the bird behind and hike into town. Now that he was king, he couldn’t be away for that many days without alarming people.

“Will do, Your Majesty.”

“Thank you. As soon as you have him, text or call.” Since the king was the highest authority, anyone who had been summoned for questioning by the king would have to show up.



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