The-Sinful-King-By-Claire-Contreras-PDF

I let him hold me in his arms, breathing him in as he
spoke those words about me. I wasn’t too good to be true. I
was just a girl trying to find my place in life. I thought I’d
find happiness when I kicked o my company, or when I
found a man who made me feel good, or when I finally
started getting hired to do the big events I’d dreamed of. All
of those things had made me happy for a while. As it turns
out, finding happiness is an uphill battle. Being good only
accounted for so much. Being good would get me nowhere
with Elias. I’d have to settle for bits and pieces of moments
like these. After what felt like an eternity, I pulled away, but
kept my hands on his arms.
“Have you gone to the palace? To pay your respects?”
“I came here.” He blinked, shaking his head. “It was the
only place I could think of to go.”
“God, Elias. You say things like that—”
“It’s the truth. I’m speaking the truth. After I spoke to my
mother, my brother, my sister, you were the first person I
wanted to see. The only person I wanted to see.”
“When do you have to leave?”
“Tomorrow morning.”
“Come. Get some rest.” I pulled him by the hand and led
him to my bedroom, turning the lights o as we went.
I wasn’t sure why he’d come or why I’d been the first
person he thought of. I wasn’t sure if he wanted to sleep with
me or just lay beside me. The only thing I knew for sure was
that after today, his life would change drastically and the
chances of us ever seeing each other again were slim. So slim
that the mere thought of it made my heart ache more. As I
closed the door behind us and led him to my bed, I tried not
to think about it. He took his shoes o with ease and pulled
the light sweatshirt he was wearing over his head, tossing it
aside. I walked to my side of the bed and watched him walk
to the other. I was wearing tiny pink silk shorts and a silk