Claimed by the Bastard Prince by Sue Lyndon

Author:Sue Lyndon [Lyndon, Sue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sweet Savage Press
Published: 2018-09-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Akeen regretted bringing the riding crop. Despite telling himself he would follow protocol and interrogate her as he would any other prisoner, he wouldn’t have actually hit her. Once he’d entered her cell and seen the fear in her eyes and witnessed her distressing vulnerability when her robe had come undone, he’d felt like the biggest fucking bastard in the goddamn world.

But she hadn’t known that he wouldn’t harm her. She hadn’t known it was all for show. She probably despised him and would run back to America the second he released her.

If she was innocent. God, let her be nothing but a pawn in her ex-boyfriend’s game.

The suitcase had arrived. It contained a formal gown, shoes, makeup, and seven pairs of panties and a few bras. The image of her naked bottom flashed in his mind. She hadn’t worn panties tonight because they’d been in her missing suitcase. She’d probably borrowed the dress she’d worn to the wedding from Malia or one of his half-sisters, he thought absently.

Setting the contents of the suitcase aside, he inspected every inch of her luggage for secret compartments or anything sewn inside. He ripped open all the seams and found nothing out of the ordinary.

“Commander Wornik.”

“Yes, sir?”

“Cora Meyers’ ex-boyfriend had a lover, possibly a woman of Ismallian or Ermastistanian descent. We need to learn the woman’s identity. She might be our connection.”

“You think Greg Keller named Cora to draw attention away from his lover?”

“Precisely. Unless of course, Cora is making the girlfriend up.”

“I’ll report this information at once, sir, and visit the situation room to see what progress has been made.” Commander Wornik spun and hurried in the direction of the elevator, relaying this new intel into the mic attached to his jacket.

Akeen called for an officer to bring him a warm blanket and a pair of slippers, and the items were provided within moments. Despite the dreary ambiance of the dungeon, there were well-stocked storage rooms in a nearby corridor that contained clothing, blankets, shoes, and other items that could be used to reward a prisoner after a confession was finally made.

He hoped Cora had told him everything she knew concerning Greg, and he prayed she truly didn’t have any involvement in the assassination plot. Arresting her had been one of the most difficult things he’d ever done, not to mention cuffing her and bringing her to the dungeon. The look of fright on her face when she’d awoken to a room filled with a dozen Royal Guard officers called up his protective instincts, but he hadn’t been able to offer her a single word of comfort at the time.

He wished he could release her from the cell, carry her back to his bedroom, and hold her all night. Stroke her hair. Rub her back. Murmur into her ear.

But fuck, his hands were tied until the Royal Guard cleared her of wrongdoing.

Frustrated, he returned to her cell, opened the door, and immediately went to her with the blanket. He draped it over her shoulders and then knelt before her with the slippers.

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