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Chapter 12
Vivienne
“Good morning, love.” David’s voice wraps around me, and when my eyes greet him, I salivate—he looks delicious.
Standing in my office is theSexiest Man Alive; the headlines are true. His blue suit perfectly drapes over him, hugging and accentuating his bulkier parts. The color brings out the darker hues in his eyes, and I see a hint of desire flickering in them.
I’m instantly wet.
“I’m impressed. You clean up nicely, Majesty,” I tease while walking over to him.
“As a doting fiancé should,” he winks at me and straightens his tie, but then I redo it for him.
“You ready? Or do we need to go over some ground rules?”
I know, I sound like a fucking teacher. But you can never be too careful. Especially if you’re dealing with a man who’s known for breaking the rules.
“Yes, love. I’m more than ready.” He lingers on my pet name. A tingle of excitement rushes through me, landing at my cunt.
Every. Fucking. Time.
How does he do it? But then I look at him again, and the answer comes to me like a shock of electricity. Yep, that’s how.
He smirks at me, and his hands brush my arm, traveling down to my hand. He intertwines his fingers with mine and tugs me forward.
“Shall we do this?” He says, inches away from my lips.
I force myself not to pout mine and kiss him. “Yes, let’s go.”
Hand in hand, David and I walk through the manor towards a posh sitting area. We look like the picture-perfect, ever-so-in-love couple.
I have to admit, we look damn good at playing pretend. Though the smile taking over my face is completely genuine.
I start to ease into our groove and relax, something’s actually going right for once. Thank God.
The camera crew has already finished setting up, and the reporter stands to greet us as we enter the room.
“Your Royal Highness. Ms. Taylor,” he shakes our hands dutifully. “It’s an honor to be sitting with you on such a historic day. Thank you for having me.”
Before I could open my mouth, David speaks.
“We’re happy to have you here. We’re thrilled to finally make our relationship public.” He looks down at me, and his lips form a small but satisfied grin. I return his expression, making sure to look in his eyes adoringly.
“Please, sit down.” David continues, gesturing towards the seat behind the reporter. He can be so charming. We also follow his orders and sit across from the man, who looks like he’s come straight off the set of Downton Abbey.
Settling into the pearl white Victorian sofa, our hands remain intertwined.
He clutches mine tightly, rubbing his thumb over my sensitive skin. It’s amazing what one thumb can do to a woman. Well, David’s thumb.
Being so close to him is already overwhelming enough that when we’re skin to skin and he’s touching me; my cunt clenches and I have to squeeze my thighs to ease the ache.
He notices my movement, and I watch his eyes travel up my body. Meeting my gaze, his lip curls up in a menacing smirk. It’s his eyes that have me reeling though, they’re wild and are filled with so much promise.
Damn, if it wasn’t for this interview—and my job—I’d be straddling him, making him fulfill all those dirty promises.
But that’s what got us here in the first place.
The reporter clears his throat, and I’m pulled back from my fantasy.
