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She fought against hiainst her nose and s burned with the effort not to breathe as she struggled in his iron grasp, but it didn’t do her any good Blackness ate around the edges of her vision, the lack of oxygen taking its toll She didn’t have long before she’d pass out, with or without the help of whatever chemical was in the cloth
Ten years She’dher, without her secret coht she was finally safe Now she’d pay the price for a crown she’d never worn and a kingdom she’d never ruled Dom pulled her close to his hard chest so she wouldn’t fall to the cold ht but without cruelty No doubt that would come later
“Everything is going to be okay, Princess Eloise,” he whispered against her ear “I promise”
But it wouldn’t She knew better than to ever trust a
Chapter Two
Doainst his chest as the elevator whisked thee and then opened its doors He did a quick visual sweep of the space before stepping out, but it wasn’t necessary His team had been on surveillance duty for hours while he suffered through playing dress-up until a well-executed phone call sent Eloise’s coworker on a wild goose chase to her child’s school Everything had gone perfectly, just as they’d planned…and that was the problem
The kidnapping had been too easy, and it pissed hiainst hiainst the concrete walls and parked cars in the nearly vacant space The whole store had been a security night area required a special key card to open Dylan’sone froe on the main floor would have been child’s play Once on the showroom floor, there were surveillance caled to capture , especially the pieces of couture displayed like artwork There was a sideboard filled with snacks and drinks but no register to warrant another camera That would be too uncouth for the überrich, who had their bills sent to their accountants, he supposed
Then there was the e back there had taken the skill of a toddler on a rab the last chocolate chip cookie All he’d had to do was, literally, take a single step beyond a curtained wall There weren’t any surveillance cae, or the roped-off parking area for eighth-floor shoppers There wasn’t even a da, because anyone who shopped on that exclusive floor had their own driver
If the Fjende had gotten to her first, she’d be dead and his country would be lost forever By staying away frouaranteed the violent coup that had allowed the Fjende to steal the throne would go unanswered The Resistance would have sacrificed soDom would do whatever it took to make sure that never happened The royals would return to Elskov and retake the throne
/>Princess Eloise sighed in his ar his neck and sending a shot of lust straight to his cock Without thinking, he tightened his hold on her It was the wrong choice She was s to her file, but her curves filled his hands, pressed against his chest, and imprinted on his mind
The flirting earlier hadn’t been necessary for his mission, but he hadn’t been able to stop himself The Elle Olsen he’d met upstairs was a woman who needed to be flirted with, fucked hard, and satisfied completely For a few minutes, he’d let himself believe he was the man for the job Thank God he’d co to be someone else just as irl; he couldn’t even make eye contact with the princess without her prior approval
Pulling hiain, he punched the button on his key fob and unlocked the Mercedes She stirred in his arms and clutched the lapels of his suit as he lowered her into the passenger seat The weakened chloroform he’d soaked the handkerchief in only needed to keep her knocked out until they made it to his secure compound in the mountains a few hours outside Harbor City, but already she struggled against it Good Elskov needed a strong ruler who’d fight, because the Fjende weren’t going to give up poillingly
He clicked her seat belt closed and shut her door before circling the silver coupe and getting in on the driver’s side Theto the parking attendant as he did,sure his raised arm and partially turned body blocked the er seat Afterinto traffic, he pressed the button on the coe is secure See you at rendezvous point”
His cell rang exactly sixteen minutes later The caller ID read “unknown number” Of course, he didn’t need a name to knoas on the other end He was surprised the Resistance’s leader had waited this long Dom put in his Bluetooth synced to the coupe; if the princess woke up on the drive, there would be trouble enough without her hearing the voice on the other end of this call He hit the answer-call button on his steering wheel “Good afternoon, sir”
“Is she okay?” the other nature wheezy half croak, which was all that was left of his voice after the assassination attempt