Smooth dark-mocha skin. Enticing hazel eyes. Sultry delicious curves … She hadn’t changed one bit.

I couldn’t believe my luck.
There she was.
In the middle of a crowded room.
After all these years…

My sweet Viv.

My cock swelled to the remembrance of our summer together.
Three months spent tangled in bedsheets.
Diving off cliffs.

I claimed her; body and soul.

Then, I abandoned her.
My royal duties calling me back home.

Now, ten years later, this is my chance at redemption.
Only, now Viv is the one carrying a burning secret.
A nine-year-old daughter.

My daughter.

I know what I am.
Who I am.
The new King of Spain.
But I won’t walk away again.

Viv must come around.
She must agree to be my queen.

I won’t take no for an answer...