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He should do it.

Let her go.

If he played his cards right, he could even avoid telling her who he really was and why he’d taken her hostage. He opened his mouth to say those very words, despite the betrayal that would be to his father, but something else came out. “I can’t do that.”

“What—?” She let go of him and stepped back. She took in his royal suit, slowly realizing he wasn’t dressed casually, like the rest of the household staff. “Oh God. You’re one of them. One of his advisors.”

Time to come clean. “Actually, I’m—”

“Why is he holding me here?” she demanded. “Tell me.”

“Last night you were at a club with a man.”

And that man was me. I was the one touching you.

Making you scream.

“What?” She blinked at him, seeming confused. For a second, he thought he’d spoken out loud. He wasn’t sure how it was that she hadn’t put two and two together yet, just like he wasn’t sure how he felt about the fact that she hadn’t. “What does that—? Oh my God.”

He waited patiently, letting her piece it all together.

It didn’t take long.

She’d always been a smart girl.

“You… I… But your hair…” She stared at his blond hair, paling even more. “And your eyes…”

“I was in disguise,” he explained. “Dark hair. Dark eyes.”

She stared at him, turning a little green. “Oh. My. God.” She covered her mouth, the pallor in her cheeks giving way to redness. “No. God no. Oh my God. That was you.”

“Indeed.” He inclined his head. “Nice to see you again, my lady.”

She covered her face. “Shoot me. Shoot me now.”

“I’d rather not,” he said drily. He wasn’t sure whether to be insulted by her reaction, amused, or both.

“Why were you in disguise in the first place?” She dropped her hands to her sides again. “Who does that?”

He hesitated. “I had my reasons.”

“I’m sure you did,” she replied sarcastically. “Just so you know, I don’t do stuff like that, and if I’d known it was you, I definitely wouldn’t have done it. It was a one-time thing for me. A bucket list item.”

He squinted, doing his best to ignore her comment about how she would have avoided him if she’d known who he was. Then he realized what she said. “Bucket list? Are you ill?” he asked, his gut churning at the thought of finding and then losing her in quick succession. “Are you seeing a doctor? Is that why you’re here?”

“What? No. It’s from my friend. He wanted me to

—” She broke off, laughing uneasily. “God. I can’t believe out of all the men in this country, I ended up in that hallway with you. I mean, if that’s not ironic, I don’t know what is. And the funniest thing was, I picked that guy…well, you…because he kind of reminded me of you.”

He stiffened, locking eyes with her. First she said she never would have fucked him if she’d known it was him, and then she turned around and said she’d fucked him because he reminded her of himself. She was as confused as he was. Well, that was a start. “You did?”

“Yeah.” She shoved her hair behind her ear nervously, averting her eyes. “Stupid, right?”

“I don’t think it’s stupid at all.” If anything, it made him think he’d done the right thing bringing her here. “I’ve thought of you often over the years, too.”

“Yeah.” She laughed. “Sure you did.”

Frowning, he said, “It’s true.”

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