“What do you want to do?”“I kind of want you to fuck me in King Louis XIV’s bed.”“You mean my bed.” He licked his lips, his eyesdarkening as he shrugged o his jacket and tossed it aside.Before I could respond, he lifted me into his arms, my legs
“It’s kind ofcreepy, isn’t it?”“And rich.”“And rich.” He chuckled, then quieted as he searched myeyes. I couldhave, should have, given into the moment, but I hadquestions and they wouldn’t stop until I had answers.“Do you think you’ll live here now?”“No.” He lowered my hand, but threaded his fingersthrough mine and held it as he looked around. “Mon trésor.”Butterflies flapped their wings deep in my belly. “Etienne and Joss aresupposed to take me home.”“Let me take you home instead.” He lifted my hand andkissed the back of it. You asked me to bring you here.Will I?”“I mean for sleeping.” I was smiling as I rolled my eyes.“Will you stay here tonight?”“Will you?”“I don’t think so.” I laughed. “This ismy bedroom now, should I choose to use it.”“Will you?”“I don’t know, Addie. you’re allowed to touch things in here?”“Of course.” He looked perplexed as he faced me. Istopped just inside the door, letting go of his hand.“You can just. Thehalls seemed endless, but I knew we’d made it there when heopened an impossibly large gold door and led me inside. I didn’t have time to wonder long, though,because Elias grabbed my hand and walked quickly in thedirection of what I assumed would be the bedchambers. I felt giddyand wondered how many kings had laughed in this room andĪctually meant it. I’m still in my apartment in Paris.” He was stilllooking at me when I met his gaze.“Hey, Eli.” I grabbed the lapels of his jacket.“Yes?” He raised an eyebrow.“I think you should show me to your bedchambers.”His laughter rang out, echoing in the walls. “Really? You’ll try?”“I’ll try.” I couldn’t help the way my smile widened.Seeing him this happy was everything.“Thank you.” He grinned, bringing his hands to my face,and pulled me into a kiss.“So, is this where you’re sleeping now?” I asked, pullingaway and looking around again.“No. “Please?”“Who am I to deny my king?” I whispered, a small smiletouching my lips.Elias’s eyes lit up as he laughed.
The way I should havethis entire summer.” His thumb ran along the back of myhand. I know it’s a lot to ask and there will be a lot foryou to give up if you decide you’re in it for the long run, sothink of this as. I make my own rules.” His lipsturned up slightly. “I want to be with you.”“But I’m not a royal.” I frowned.“I’m the king now, Addie. Was it about the wedding?Was it about the mistress thing because having him thisclose after not having him at all would make it that muchmore di cult to say no to that.“I broke o the engagement to Emily.”“What?”“I won’t be marrying her.” He brought a hand out andheld one of mine.
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