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This hurts my heart that she has grown up in such a patriarchal society that she doesn’t think her voice deserves to be heard.
“We are equals as far as I am concerned, Rose. You and me. Others may think there is some archaic hierarchy, but I will make sure that is stamped out when I become king,” I explain to her.
I want her to know that she is safe with me, that I owe her the world for giving up her chance for happily ever after so Greyson and I can have ours. Do I believe that Rosalie and I will live happily ever after, I am hoping so. It sure as hell has started out like we are, but I know that this is an unusual situation, that if we do want that happiness, we are going to have to work at it, build on it, and give it time. I can’t assume after a week Rosalie is on the same level as Greyson and me with our fifteen years. I also can’t assume that her childhood baggage that her father has given her will disappear overnight because Greyson and I care for her. I know we are going to have to constantly work at it and slowly unpick the damage he and the Carandini family have done to her, and her sisters.
“I want to earn your trust, Rosalie,” I confess. She looks over at me again and her eyes glisten with unshed tears, oh no, I didn’t want to make her cry by having this conversation. “I didn’t mean to upset you, Rose, I’m sorry.”
She waves my concerns away. “You haven’t, I promise. Your kind words and reassurances have overwhelmed me. This level of partnership I’ve always dreamed of but never thought would happen for me. I don’t know if I deserve it.”
“You deserve it all, Rose. Your selflessness is giving Greyson and me a chance at a life we never thought could be possible. The fact that the three of us share a spark between us all, never in my wildest dreams did I ever expect that. I thought that my wife and I would be strangers, we would cross paths when we needed. We would have basic non-emotional, transactional sex just for the procreation of an heir. The fact that you agreeing to be my wife means I am going to have a true partner in this world as we navigate the lives of our people is something I’ve truly dreamed of. That you and I can be a team. That we will have each other’s backs when it’s us against the world. It’s something that Greyson gives me but in the shadows, but the thought of having that in public gives me so much strength that I feel like I can conquer anything with the two of you on my side.”
Rosalie smiles as a couple of tears fall down her cheeks. “I guess what’s happened between us has caught all of us off-guard.”
“It truly has. You’re like the missing piece in my life I didn’t know I was missing.”
28
ROSALIE
Who knew horseback riding would rip open our souls and have us confessing all our hopes and dreams for the future we find ourselves creating? It’s not a normal situation. Usually you have years to build up to an engagement, wedding, and kids, not a week. We must get rid of the insecurities and be honest with each other because the commitment is already there, there’s no turning back. A wedding is looming on the horizon come rain or shine.
“Here we are,” the prince says as we trot toward a gorgeously laid out picnic set up amongst the forest, but with views out over the ocean. He jumps off his horse first and ties him up to one of the tree trunks, then comes over and grabs the reins of mine and pulls her over to the tree and ties her there, and helps me down. I shake out my legs and massage my butt to get the blood flow back into it. He grabs the bucket of water and feed that has been left there and moves it over to where the horses are, and they begin to graze. “Please, take a seat, Rose,” he says, walking me over to where the blanket, cushions, and basket full of food has been set up.
I take a seat and watch the prince unpack the basket and lay everything out for me, there are finger sandwiches, cheeses, fruits, and salad pots. There are a couple of cans of soda, bottles of water, juices, and a bottle of champagne.
“Shall we?” he asks, grabbing the bottle of champagne. I nod in answer and he pops the cork, sending it across the forest, making the horses huff with the sound. He pours us both a glass each and we cheers. I take a sip and lay back against the cushions as I take in the scenery and silence of where we are. “It’s nice getting away from the hustle of the palace, isn’t it?” I nod as I take another sip of champagne. Listening to the birds chirp and fly around us, the serenity is a nice balm to my anxiety-ridden soul. We sit in a comfortable silence enjoying what nature is offering to us, and continue to graze the wonderful food. We exchange childhood stories and chat about an array of different topics until the bottle of champagne is finished.
I have a nice buzz and looking at Augustine laid out relaxed against the cushions with a ray of sunshine on him, looking like a god, all I want to do is jump him again and maybe I should.
Screw it.
The prince’s eyes are closed so it’s the perfect time to launch my stealth attack on him, which is my straddling him.
“Hey, what are you doing?” he asks me, those blue eyes wide as he stares up at me.
“The champagne has put me in a mood,” I tell him as I lean forward to kiss him, but he halts me.
“I’m not expecting anything today, Rose. This morning was enough to last me till dinner,” he tells me.
Oh, my stomach sinks as my lips fall into a pout.
“Hey, don’t look at me like that, I’m trying to be a good guy for you,” he tells me.
“What happens if I don’t want you to be good?”
“Fuck, Rose,” he hisses as he wipes his hand across his face.
I wiggle myself on his hardening dick as he groans and tries to not touch me. We are alone in the forest away from the palace, I think it’s the perfect spot for a bit of fun. I move down his body until I reach his pants and unzip them, he groans but stops me.
“Rose,” he says my name in a plea, but his hand is still stopping me from getting what I want.
I shake my head as I cup his hand against his dick, pulling a groan from his lips. “I’m not going to stop till I get what I want.”
“Fuck, Rose, I’m trying to be a gentleman.” He moans as I continue to massage his dick with his own hand.
“We are in the woods alone, do you think now is the time for you to be a gentleman?”
Those blue eyes flare at me as he looks around the forest and takes in the quiet.
