Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
The next night, I’m sitting in my parlor and fighting to keep my eyes open. Bloody jet lag is a killer. I’m reading over the report on Rose for the hundredth time today, looking for a way to get her back to Belldonnia. The girl is twenty-two years old and we’ve never met, but I’m technically her guardian. I could request her hand in an arranged marriage, but something is holding me back. I want my soulmate to choose me.
“What can I do to help you?” Forrest pours us each a drink before sitting next to me. He’s been hovering over me like a mother hen since we returned from Silver Spoon Falls. This is the first time I’ve ever acknowledged a member of the opposite sex, and my friend is worried something is wrong with me.
“You can find a way to bring my soulmate to Belldonnia.” My friend sips his drink silently for a few moments while I debate my options.
“Last week, you were convinced that you didn’t need a queen. Now, you’re ready to kidnap this girl. What the fuck happened?” I think I’ve thrown my friend and advisor for a loop.
“I honestly don’t know, but I do know that I’m dying without her.” It’s fucking insane, but this girl occupies every molecule of my being. I had Giant find all her social media posts. He found a video of her discussing an assignment in one of her college classes. I’ve watched the motherfucker so many times, I’m pretty sure the image is burned into my brain. Her soft, sweet voice is enough to make me lose my mind with wanting her.
“Let me have a day or two to think about this.” He turns to me and blows out a deep breath. “We need to find a way to make sure this doesn’t become an international incident. You have diplomatic immunity, but I don’t really want to go to jail for helping the king commit a crime.”
It’s easier said than done. When Milly decided to stay in Silver Spoon Falls, she convinced her best friend to do the same. One of the Silver Spoon MC members, a pediatric surgeon, offered her a job in his office. Rose rented an apartment in a brand-new development, bought herself a car, and got a goddamn dog.
Giant arranges for three bodyguards to alternate shifts watching my girl. They will be pretty much stalking her every move to make sure she’s safe. Rose has no idea she’s under twenty-four-hour protection, but she will. Once I find a way to bring her back to Belldonnia, I’m going to convince her that we’re meant to be. My pursuit will upend the life she’s been building in Silver Spoon Falls. I should feel guilty, but I don’t. Ms. Rose LeBlanc stole my heart, so now she’s stuck with me. I’ll do whatever it takes to make her mine. Forever.
Over the next few weeks, I alternate my royal duties with trying to arrange a way to get my girl back in Belldonnia. I live for the daily reports that give me insight into her day. Each night, I lay in bed at night, dreaming about her.
Forrest gives me hell for my final plan, but I ignore the fucker. Besides, I’ve been watching her every move for weeks, and I’ve seen how hard she works. Rose deserves a fucking vacation. Even if it’s forced. I’m going to show her the time of her life and make her fall head over heels in love with me. I tell myself that, somewhere in history, there had to be a barbarian ancestor of mine who decided to take matters into his own hands instead of waiting for his mate to come calling. I’m going to follow his lead and kidnap my girl. If things go wrong, I have diplomatic immunity.
Chapter 4
Rose
After the morning from hell, we’re finally on our way to the private airstrip near the Silver Spoon MC compound. “I can’t believe you’re leaving me.” Milly pouts. “For two whole weeks.” She’s laying the guilt trip on strong. I’m going to miss her and Princess, my dog, but I haven’t had a vacation in years. My grandfather didn’t believe in “wasted” time. He worked seven days a week his entire life. “What if I go into labor while you’re gone.”
“Melodramatic much?” I roll my eyes at my best friend. “You aren’t due for months.”
“You never know.” She isn’t giving up on this. “Just remember, I have Princess and possession is nine-tenths of the law.”
“Are you going to hold my puppy ransom?” Pregnancy hormones have turned my friend into a nut. She knows I won’t abandon my fur baby. When the Silver Spoon MC brothers found a litter of Rottweiler puppies on the side of the road, they strongly suggested that each member adopt one of the little guys. They had a couple puppies left, and I ended up with Princess, my spoiled rotten Rottweiler.