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

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T state of my life at the moment and somehow, I
hadn’t stopped thinking about her. It could never happen.
That was what I kept telling myself. I was set to marry
Emily, and Adeline’s event company was planning the entire
thing. The wedding itself was a scheme, a distraction, a way
to get the people to take their minds o my father’s death
and focus on a happily ever after. It was for that reason that
Pierre wanted to schedule public events with Emily and me.
It was because of Adeline that I continued canceling the
events and setting others in their place.
Part of me felt like maybe if I could buy some time I could
delay the wedding, delay everything and sneak o with
Addie. But the date was looming and with it the burden I’d
shoulder for the rest of my days. It was in times like these
that I wished my father was alive, not only so that he could
continue doing this job, but so he could give me advice on
the matter. I didn’t know who else to turn to, and I found
myself turning to the most unlikely person I ever expected to
receive relationship advice from—Aramis.
“Just spit it out already,” Aramis said across from me. We
were having scotch in the tea room of the palace. The
expensive kind, meant to be savored with each sip. We’d
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