Allison
The Prince’s baby is kicking in my belly, but as much as I love the man, I don’t dare let him know.
When I met the Crown Prince Sebastian, he swept me off my feet with his irresistible charm and gorgeous green eyes. Not to mention those broad, sexy shoulders that would one day carry the needs of an entire country upon them.
But a powerful enemy of the crown conspires to keep us apart, and to ensure the prince’s reputation, I’m forced to abandon the only man I’ve ever loved.
When I look into my baby’s eyes, I see his father, and I can’t help but fall in love with the man all over again.
Sebastian
As soon as she won our first verbal sparring match, I knew Allison was the woman for me.
Being a Prince, it was rare for someone to stand up to me. But Allison was different. She was strong and intelligent as she was beautiful, I knew I had to make her mine.
We were so happy, but now that she’s disappeared, I’ll use all my resources to find her and bring her back where she belongs.
Genre: FICTION / Romance / ContemporaryTop 500 on Amazon
Everybody in the world of politics wore armor. Metaphorically speaking, that was. For me, it was a very specific ensemble, curated and perfected over time. I suited up in a pair of four-inch stiletto heels that clicked loudly as I walked to warn my enemies of my approach. I donned a form-fitting black dress to catch unsuspecting men—and sometimes women—off guard, and I applied my battle colors in the form of bold black eyeliner winged sharp enough to cut. Tigers could keep their stripes. I had liquid lip stain in matte red.
I arrived late—by fashionable design—through the massive double doors. A room full of eyes fell upon me as I gracefully made my way down the narrow aisle, nodding respectfully at fellow dignitaries from other nations as I passed by. Klaus Philips, my personal assistant, was sat in the front row. When he finally noticed me, he threw me a shy little wave. He was wearing his armor too—a bespoke navy-blue suit and red power tie gifted to him by his ex-husband—but he didn’t have the same level of confidence that I carried with me.
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