
My rating: 2 of 5 stars
2 ⭐⭐ - Meh!
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Why had she come? His marriage was only a week away. The last person on Earth he should be seeing was Abigail McClean. She belonged in his past.
When he’d told her that he was a powerful ruler with a fiancé and a life earmarked for him in which Abigail McClean could have no part.
“Did you come here because of my wedding?” “What?” She shook her head distractedly. “No. I didn’t even know that was this week until … until I arrived.”
“You told me we could never see one another again,” she said, her voice soft. “And yet you are here,” he retorted, to stop himself from remembering how hollow it had felt to say those words. “Not by choice, believe me.”
“You’re getting married.”
“And when I am married, I will be faithful to my wife. But I am no one’s husband yet.”
It was, possibly, the most hurtful and hateful thing he could have said. Abi felt the pain of the past all over again.
“You lied from the beginning. I fell in love with you and you always knew … you always knew we’d never be more than we were.”
“Do I get you, Abi? Would two hundred thousand dollars buy me your company?”
She was crying. Sobbing now quite freely. Her eyes were squeezed shut but tears were rolling out of them swiftly.
“Stay tonight. Stay with me.” “Here?” She demanded, dashing her tears away. “In the room for palace whores?”
Ki’s heart turned over in his chest. The money had been for this. Their son. A momentary shard of guilt punctured his heart. He had blackmailed the woman he had once loved into his bed so that she could pay for lifesaving surgery.
“Marriage to you will be far less acceptable to my people. You will be despised for having taken the place of a woman many have long-regarded as the rightful partner to my throne. The fact you kept the child from Delani will make you hated. Your life in these ways will be difficult. Then again, it is no worse than you deserve.
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