KENNEDY
I didn’t what to expect when Thayer—or should I call him Prince Thayer, the Duke of Assland when he told me that I was the only one that matters to him, that he was still the same person I met days ago. I just trusted him. I felt something stronger than how he made me feel in bed. Or maybe I was too delirious with the surge of my own libido that I wouldn’t care so much if, in the end, if this thing, or whatever we shared would come to an end.
I was hurt—mostly my ego. I sighed in defeat. Fine. My feelings. I trusted him. We slept together without protection, and the sex was mind-blowing. But he lied to me and kept the most crucial part of his life.
He was a freaking Prince. And that bitch. God, I wanted to pull my hair off my head. How could I be stupid? So damn stupid. There was a so-called Google and social media. Or maybe, I was scared of something I would find out, and I wasn’t ready to know because I had my suspicions.
The flight back to New York was the longest and the most uncomfortable in history. I was sandwiched between the mother and her son. The three-year-old boy wouldn’t stay put, and the mother snored like a pig.
With my heart crushed in my chest, I laid back in bed. I knew my phone was off, but I was not ready to talk to anyone right now.
***
I woke up with great reluctance of getting up from bed. My heart was still bleeding from his lies. I shook off that thought. In every story, there was an ending. Sadly my own version of Cinderella, I didn’t have a happily ever after.
I reluctantly opened the manila envelope given to me by Alessia before my flight.
It had only a piece of paper—the photograph of Prince of Triberis Capria.
Son of a bitch!
I poured coffee into my tumbler and took my key from the counter. I gave one quick glance at the room in the opposite corner.
Honestly, I missed him. After my break up with Raoul, I never thought I would grow feelings so fast with Thayer. I saw the sincerity, lust, and so many mixed emotions in those green eyes. But right now, I just couldn’t deal with lies anymore.
An hour later, I knocked on Alessia’s office. I heard her saying to come in.
Her eyes grew big.
“Good morning.”
“Morning.” She gestured me to sit before she rose from her seat. “You’re here early.”
“I’m surprised you didn’t know that I came back, considering your nephew, The Prince’s party is over.” I knew I was disrespectful and sarcastic to my boss, and she was also a princess. But as far as I knew, she did this on purpose, throwing me into the country.
“I knew you arrived yesterday. But I’m not expecting you to report today.”
“Well, here I am.” I stood up and took a step closer to her to give back the Manila envelope. “I won’t do it.” I swallowed down the pain and disappointment that my promotion was officially thrown out of the window.
“Why?” She looked disappointed, though, and neither surprised.
“You know why. Say my congrats in advance to whomever you promote.” I turned and walked towards the door.
“Kennedy?”
I halted.
“You know you can’t just run away from him.”
I turned around. “Why? Because he’s a royalty? He knows where to find me so that I can break his nose.”
She shook his head. “I know you have feelings for Prince Thayer. He called me yesterday to check on you since your not answering his call. His emotions are everywhere. He’s not thinking straight. And you just left without even letting him explain why he has to keep his royal title from you.”
I blinked when my eyes started to blur. It was stupid, running away like that. But I couldn’t face him, and all I could see was the opposite of what I was to say to him—that if I said goodbye, it was the opposite because I was in love with him.
My smile was faint. “He’s getting engaged.”
I bolted out of the office and never looked back.
***
I met Siena and Serenity at the cafe down from the office building during their break.
I wasn’t in a mood to have coffee and chat, but I need to speak to someone, or I would just be going crazy and go to sleep the whole day.
“You’re back so fast. I was surprised to see you entered Alessia’s office. But that’s not what shocked me.” Siena took a huge bite of her blueberry muffin.”
“What?”
“Looks like your cat just died in a freaking hit and run.”
Serenity flinched. “You’re gross. Poor thing. Not a cat, please.”
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