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

been sipping for a long while. Long enough for me to gather
the courage to admit this aloud.
“I think I’m in love with someone and it’s not Emily.”
“Not what I was expecting.” His brow raised as he
lowered his glass slowly. “Who is she?”
“Adeline.”
“Bouchard?” He sat upright. “Are you insane?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.” I sighed, setting my glass down
and bringing my hands to my face to shut my eyes behind.
Most days I wondered just that. Was I insane? I must have
been to fall for a woman who not only could I not have
because of traditional reasons, but could also be the one
person people would blame for the demise of the Crown,
should things go wrong if we made things public. It was the
reason I didn’t argue when she demanded our date be in
private and was glad she didn’t complain that we kept things
behind closed doors.
“She could end you, you know?” Aramis waved a hand
around. “End all of this.”
“She wouldn’t be to blame for that.” I looked up at him.
“It wouldn’t come to that.”
“Eli. I know you.” He shot me a serious look. “If you’re
even admitting this to yourself, and to me, it’s because
you’ve reached the point where you can no longer hold this
in and I’ll be honest, being that you’re the responsible one in
this family, that terrifies me.”
I took in a breath and exhaled heavily. “I’m not saying
anything will come of this.”
“You’re also not saying it won’t.” He raised an eyebrow.
He leaned back in his chair and picked up his glass again.
“What does Maman say?”
“Maman knows nothing.” My breath caught at the mere
thought of my mother’s disappointment. She’d given up
everything in Spain to marry my father out of obligation. If