The Wicked Prince by Wood Vivian

Author:Wood, Vivian
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-01T16:00:00+00:00

Come with me for the weekend.

Pack a bag. — S

Five hours later, feeling remarkably hassled even though I was just on a private jet, here I am. The limousine pulls to a halt outside of an adorable little red cottage and I get out, heaving a sigh.

Stellan called. He’s my assignment.

That’s the reason I came. The only reason. After parting ways the other night, I didn’t hear from him for five days. Five interminably long days.

I wasn’t entirely sure I would hear from him ever again, period. And yet here Stellan is, opening the door when I knock. He smiles coolly, stepping back and welcoming me in.

“Come on,” he says, his lips carefully pursed. “Don’t let all the heat out.”

My nose twitches at the tone of his voice; he sounds commanding, not inviting. Heaving another sigh, I walk into a cozy, bright kitchen area. It’s all done in teal and baby pink, a decorator after my own heart.

The driver leaves my bags by the door and leaves without a word. Stellan just skirts around the marble kitchen island and heads out of the room. I hate when he expects me to follow him without asking any questions.

Grinding my teeth, I trail his wake into a living area. Sunlight spills into the room from a window that stretches almost from one wall to the other. A bright white couch sits against the wall to my far right, piled high with cozy-looking afghans and soft pillows. To my left is a little table that doubles as a chess board and two chairs pulled up to it.

Straight ahead, I can see that there is a hallway, probably containing the bedrooms and the bathroom. Stellan is already throwing himself onto the couch, so I pull one of the chairs out. Sitting down, I cock my head at him. “So?”

He squints. “So what?”

A huffed laugh leaves me. “I’m here. You summoned me after putting me on the back burner for most of the week. Now what?”

He scrubs a hand through his hair. “Honestly? I don’t have any plans. I just had a really busy week, so…” He shrugs one shoulder. “That’s the only reason I didn’t call you sooner.”

I narrow my eyes and cross my arms. “So your sudden coolness has nothing to do with the fact that you kissed me last week?”

He looks tiredly out the window, sighing. “No, Margot. I don’t understand you, really. You reject my advances… but still you expect me to treat you like a friend, as opposed to a nosy fucking reporter.” He peers at me. “Which you are, by the way.” He stands up suddenly, looking fierce. “That’s what you want, isn’t it? To be my friend?”

“Yes.” I uncross my arms and sit forward, leaning my elbows on my knees. “Stellan…” When he looks over at me, I take a steadying breath. “You realize that I’m just trying to keep us both safe, right? I’m attracted to you. You are attracted to me. And that would be good enough if you were anyone else.

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