Royally Screwed

by Sienna Blake

  When my vision clears, he has pulled out, my thighs coated in sticky wetness, his hand free of my throat. But I’m still pinned down by my arms.

  The leader is kneeling between my legs, glaring at me. “Leave us,” he growls at his two friends.

  The hands let go of me and I’m free. I feel the stark loneliness of my bare skin unrestrained by so many hands. I hear footsteps, then the door closing and I’m left alone. With the man who looks like he wants to hurt me.

  I push myself up to my elbows. “What—?”

  He grabs me by the shoulders and yanks me up to kneel before him. He shakes me, his eyes sparkling with fury. “What if it wasn’t me here tonight?”

  I tug at his balaclava, and Grayson’s beautiful face appears, creases etched in anger.

  “Jesus fucking Christ,” he spits. “If someone came in here and hurt you like we pretended to…”

  “Grayson, it’s okay. It wasn’t real.” I cup his cheek, my heart twisting at the way this little game has affected him.

  “You would fight, wouldn’t you? You wouldn’t really like—” His voice breaks on a choke.

  “Of course I would,” I cry.

  “I would kill them. I would fucking kill anyone who ever hurt you, Sophia. Don’t make me murder someone for you.”

  Grayson crushes me to his torso, his arms wrapping tight around me. He’s shaking. I told him it was something I’d fantasised about, never thinking he’d bring it to life. He did it for me, even though he hated doing it.

  “I love you,” he says, his voice cracking with emotion. “I fucking love you more than my own life.”

  My heart fills with so much emotion it brings tears to my eyes. How did I ever deserve this man? “I love you, too.”

  He looks down at me with a mixture of love and desperate need. If it is at all possible, I fall even more in love with him.

  Sophia

  Later that Christmas Eve, Chase and I decorate while Nicolai and Grayson prepare dinner. It’s my first Christmas in a warm climate, but we still keep the Christmas tradition alive with a Christmas tree, tinsel decorations and lots of strung up lights.

  Nicolai surprises me with his kitchen skills, taking over as head chef. In no time the oven is filled with a whole chicken and trays of vegetable sides.

  We sit around the large couches in shorts and t-shirts and swap gifts as we wait for dinner to finish cooking, laughing and chatting in our misfit group. You wouldn’t think at all that we were an ex-con, an ex-MMA fighter, an ex-Russian Secret Service agent and a prince.

  I blink hard when I open the present from Chase and Nicolai. Nestled in a square box is a skinny pink dog collar.

  I lift an eyebrow, pulling out the collar and waving it between my fingers. “Is this a hint, boys?”

  Chase chuckles, a sly grin on his face, his eyes flashing with naughtiness. Nicolai’s face, as usual, remains stoic.

  “No, it’s to go with your present from me.” Grayson places a large box at my feet.

  I quickly tug the big red ribbon holding the lid down, curiosity getting the better of me, and push aside the lid.

  Something tiny attacks me. Something fluffy…with a wet tongue. I start to giggle, pulling out the golden Labrador puppy from the box. “Oh my God, Grayson!”

  “Her name is Ruby. The first of many additions to our family,” he says, his eyes sparkling with heat and love.

  “She’s perfect!” I love her already. I cuddle the tiny creature and my heart warms to bursting. I lean in to give Grayson a hug while Ruby is still fussing in my arms. “Thank you, baby.”

  “Awww, group hug!” Chase says and wraps his arms around us. “Come on, Nicolai.”

  Nicolai lets out a grunt. But the serious Russian joins us anyway, his arms holding loosely around us, but nevertheless there.

  I squeal as Ruby yelps in my arms and the boys pull away, giving me air. I give Ruby a kiss on her nose and she licks my face in response. It was probably too much male for her to handle all at once.

  “You’ll get used to them, Ruby,” I whisper to her. “They’re not so bad. Even the angry Russian.” I catch Nicolai watching me, and I send him a wink.

  Heaven sink me, Nicolai actually gives me a small smile. Okay, it was more like a smirk, but still, I’ll take it.

  “Now are we going to have Christmas dinner?” Chase says, getting to his feet. “I’m starving.”

  “Wait! I have one final Christmas present for you,” Grayson says to me.

  First the holiday on our very own island, my fantasy fulfilled, then the puppy. It’s too much. “Grayson, you shouldn’t—”

  My words are cut off when he drops to one knee and produces a small jewelry box from his pocket.

  Oh. My. God.

  He opens the box, inside is a simple diamond solitaire ring. It’s stunning, not too flashy and just perfect. I stare at the sparkling rock, unable to believe my eyes, barely hearing the exclamations of surprise from the two bodyguards.

  “Marry me, Sophia. Be my queen.”

  The crown prince is kneeling before me. Asking me to marry him. Me, the poor ex-con, down-on-her-luck American girl.

  “But the royal family…” I say. Dating the crown prince is one thing. But to be his wife? “Your crown. The people—”

  “Fuck the crown. Fuck what anyone else thinks. Marry me.”

  “Your family won’t accept it.”

  “Then I will leave them. Chase, send word to Windsor that I want to abdicate—”

  “No!” I yell, falling onto my knees before him. “You can’t. Think of how much good you could do in your position.”

  “I thought we were all just superfluous, all-important, royal brats,” he says, a lightness to his tone as he uses my words against me.

  I wince. “You know that’s not true.”

  “If it means giving up the crown to have you as my wife, I’ll do it. Without hesitation. If you’d be happier out of the spotlight, then I’d do it. I’m still richer than God. I can—we can—do good without a crown. Marry me.”

  “Grayson—”

  “Do you love me?” He looks right into my eyes as if the answer lies there.

  “Yes—”

  “Do you believe that love can overcome anything?”

  “Yes, but—”

  He presses a kiss to my mouth before whispering against them, “Then marry me, Sophia. We can figure out the rest.”

  My resistance cracks. “Okay.”

  “Okay?”

  “Yes!” I cry. “I’ll marry you.”

  Grayson slams his mouth down on me as clapping erupts around us. Ruby paws at my thigh, yipping away over all this excitement. I almost forget that we have an audience.

  When Grayson pulls away, his eyes are misty. “You’re going to marry a prince,” he whispers as the commotion continues around us.

  “No,” I say smiling. “I’m marrying you. The love of my life.”

  Epilogue

  One year later…

  “Oh, for God’s sake, I’m pregnant, not an invalid.”

  I huff, even though I wrap my arms around my Grayson’s neck as he carries me like a baby down the steps to the palace garden where lunch is waiting under a gazebo, Ruby dancing around his feet. It’s a glorious day to be outside.

  Not as hot as Monaco was last month when we went back to visit Donna at the women’s shelter. We even stopped off at a ball where Grayson and I danced all night long. The Princess of Monaco and her father were there, and thankfully they were civil. Thank God for good breeding.

  I look at Grayson, attempting a frown even though a half-smile is on my face. “Shouldn’t you be…I don’t know, looking after the country or something?”

  Grayson sets me down on a plush chair and Ruby runs around the legs of my chair before plopping down at my feet. “My first duty is always to my wife. The country can fucking wait.”

  He leans in for a long, slow kiss, which never fails to turn my blood molten. I deepen the kiss and moan into his
mouth.

  He chuckles under his breath as he breaks the kiss. “Careful. We can’t get carried away. We have a royal engagement to attend after lunch. They won’t be happy if the king and queen don’t show up.”

  I grumble but I have a smile on my face as I look over the delicious spread. Ruby licks my foot, reminding me that she’s waiting patiently for scraps, making me giggle. Not sure there’ll be anything left after I’m done. I’ve been eating practically everything in sight since I got pregnant, but Grayson never fails to look at me with awe in his eyes, making me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world, despite being seven months along and the size of a house.

  After lunch we’re heading to an opening of a new women’s shelter we have funded, the first of many openings across Great Britain named Layla’s Home.

  Chase and Nicolai stand at a respectful distance from Grayson and me as we eat and laugh. I jokingly suggest to my husband, His Majesty Grayson Windsor, that we invite the two bodyguards to join us for “dessert”.

  He grabs me possessively and pulls me across his lap, almost knocking plates off the table and making Ruby yelp.

  “You are mine,” he growls.

  “Ruby might disagree with you.”

  “Mine.”

  “I thought I belong to the people,” I tease. “The People’s Queen”, the media have taken to calling me.

  “My wife. Soon to be mother of my children. My life. My queen,” he whispers before he shuts me up with a searing, heart-stopping kiss.

  The End

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  “Let us help you,” Aogán said, his eyes never having left mine.

  I nodded once.

  Aogán’s shoulders sagged with relief. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to my forehead. I froze. It’d been the first sign of affection Aogán had expressed in front of his brothers.

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