Maxim flipped through the pictures he had taken and grinned. There were plenty of good shots showing both their faces.“Man, I am so good at this! Maybe I should put this on the market too… The paparazzi would be more than eager to pay me good money to have pictures of the Crown Princess and her little bodyguard fucking in the garden, where everyone could see them…” His grin became even wider.“I’ll keep some of these shots for myself… And give Thiago just a few. He’ll have sufficient proof to use for his purposes,” Maxim said. “Let’s see how the mighty Kingston Rossdale is going to come out of this shit! Okay, it’s time to call the boss.” He tucked the camera back into his suit jacket and pulled out his cell.“Hello, sir, it’s me,” he said when Thiago answered. “I have something that might be of interest to you.”“‘How much interest?’”“You said you wanted to bring Princess Romaine down? Well, you will be able to do that sooner rather than later. Where d

Romaine watched as Kingston walked towards her, his jaw clenched tightly and his eyes transfixed on her hand between her legs. His eyes darkened with each step he took until he stood next to her. The bulge in his jeans made her even wetter than she already was. Dancing with him at that club had made her blood boil, grinding against him as he gripped her ass hard in those hands. It made her almost want to go back to that first club, claim a booth, and let others hear her moans of pleasure as Kingston took her hard and fast. Kingston wanted to conquer her. She saw it in the way his hands twitched at his sides, hungry to touch her. When he knelt beside her, she moved her hand away, hungry to feel his fingers deep inside her or just stroking her clit. But Kingston’s hand took the hand that she used between her legs, brought it to his mouth, and flicked his tongue out to taste. He licked her finger like a lollipop and then placed it on her mound.“No

Shuddering against her, Kingston released her lips and groaned at the final pulse of release that jerked from the tip of his member. He was breathing hard, heavy. He couldn’t seem to get enough oxygen to his brain… He couldn’t still the thunder of blood enough to make sense of all the emotions, all the sensations, that had crashed inside him in a wave of ecstasy. She lay beneath him, sated, the tension slowly easing from her body, covered by him. The way she responded to him, the position, rocked him to the core. He hadn’t expected it. Kingston had expected her to feel shy about it. He even expected a denial. But he hadn’t expected the trust she had given him.“You’re mine…” he whispered again.“I love you, King...” He barely heard the words. Her face was pressed into the sheets… It was no more than a whisper of sound, but it crashed inside him with a power that rocked him clear to his soul.“Come here, love… I want to feel you against me,” he whispered a

Romaine’s mouth was dry and her vision fuzzy. She tried to remember exactly what had happened, but there was a blank in her memories. She moved, trying to stand, but her hands were bound in her lap and she was tied securely to a chair. Panic set in and her eyes widened.“Help!” She yanked hard and yelled as she tried to break free.“Please! Somebody, help me!” Romaine screamed over and over. Steps sounded close by, and when Thiago appeared in the doorway, Romaine tried to lunge toward him, but the ropes cut and burned into her.“Oh, damn it! You son of a bitch! What the hell do you think you’re doing? Let me go! Let me go right now!” He pulled a gun from his waistband, and Romaine glared at him.“Is that supposed to scare me? Well, I got news for you, you bastard… I’m not scared of you,” Romaine spat and hoped her voice wasn’t shaking like her hands.“Oh, of course not, little Princess,” Thiago said casually. “Don’t worry, sweetheart… This isn’t f

Two other men charged forward, their guns firing towards Kingston, but one was dropped by Iker and the second went down when Kingston fired.“Four… Romy, what do you hear?”“‘Nothing… It’s quiet… No! Get your filthy hands off me, you bastard!’”“Romy! What’s happening there?”“‘Let me go, you coward! King!!!!! King!!!!!’”“‘Shut up, you little bitch!’” Raoul shouted. Kingston stared through the scope, and when Raoul came back into view with his gun aimed at Romaine’s head, his entire body exploded in fury.“Put down your weapons!” Raoul called out to the dockyard. “Do it or I’ll kill her! I swear to God I will!”“‘King,’” Romaine whispered, and Raoul yanked hard on her hair. She reached back, trying to get free, but Raoul smacked her with the gun, and Romaine staggered.“‘King, can you get a shot?’” Iker asked quietly. “‘I’m blocked. I can’t see shit.’” He scooted forward, his hands the steadiest they’d been in years, and put his eye back to the