Wicked Charming Cruel by Emmy Chandler

Author:Emmy Chandler [Chandler, Emmy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-10T16:00:00+00:00

Jude found Maari in her private garden, for the first time in the week since she had moved into her suite. She didn't hear him enter the apartment or lock the door behind him. She didn't hear him cross the living area, nor did she hear her handmaid’s startled gasp.

He shushed the maid with one finger pressed against his lips. “You’re dismissed,” he whispered. “Report to the staff office immediately. Guests arrived an hour ago, and your services will be required in connection with them.”

The maid gave him a nod, and when he opened the door for her, she disappeared into the hallway.

Jude crossed the simple but opulent living area again and silently slid the shatterproof glass door open. He’d had it well-oiled before the princess moved into her new quarters for specifically this kind of opportunity—for the chance to observe her unawares—and the occasion did not disappoint.

Maari sat on a garden swing, slowly rocking back and forth with one foot folded beneath her and the other on the ground. Her hair was pulled up into a loose bun, beautiful in its elegant simplicity, as it showed off the graceful line of her neck. His hands ached to touch her. His arms to envelop her.

His foot crunched on gravel as he stepped onto the small patio, and Maari turned, startled. When she saw who had joined her, she turned her back on him, crossing her arms over her chest. “I wondered when you were going to show up again." It had been several days since he'd come to claim any of her time, though he'd been watching her through the network of cameras throughout his absence.

He'd made sure that Orlann and Malac had kept her company.

“I don't feel like fighting you today, Jude.”

“Good. I haven't come to fight.”

With a sigh, Maari stood, then she turned and marched past him into her suite. “I know why you've come. Why you always come.”

Jude trailed her inside and closed the door, and when he turned, he found her already halfway up the stairs. He followed her across the second-floor foyer and into her bedroom, where Maari turned to face him and boldly pulled her dress over her head, then dropped it on the floor. She wore nothing underneath.

“Well, that's a pleasant surprise."

“I don't know how to give you what you want," she said as he stalked toward her across the thick carpet. “I can’t promise not to waste your seed, because I don’t know how to force my body to make use of it. But I promise I'll try, if you make me a promise in return.”

Irritation tensed his frame. “You think you can bargain with me?"

“I hope I can,” she said as he reached for her, bending to kiss the lower curve of her neck—the side unmarred by his brother’s bite—as his hands found her hips. “I know you're used to taking whatever you want, but you can't force my pregnancy. I have to want it. I'm telling you that I'm willing to try to want it, if you will give me a promise in return.

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