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

up the phone, he exhaled heavily. I didn’t look up from my
phone, but I felt his eyes on me.
“Do you think you’ll be able to handle this forever?” he
asked. I set my phone in my bag and met his gaze.
“The traveling back and forth?”
“Well, you’d have to stop traveling back and forth this
often at some point.”
“Maybe. Maybe not. He hasn’t proposed or anything.” I
shrugged a shoulder. And according to his conversation with
Emily’s father, it wasn’t his intention.
“He’d be an idiot not to.”
“Why? Because things are going so well?”
“I’ve never seen him this happy.”
“Do you think that’s because of me or because he feels
like a good king now?” I asked as the driver parked the car.
My door was opened by one of the security detail, but I
remained seated, looking at Pierre.
“I don’t understand the question.”
“You’re his personal secretary, right? His confidant. The
person he runs everything by.” I grabbed the handle of my
bag.
“Yes.”
“Was the reason he broke things o with Emily and asked
me to be his girlfriend because he knew it would help his
reputation?”
“Adeline.” Pierre looked shocked, and it was the only
reaction I needed from him to confirm my worst fear.
“So it’s true.” I shook my head, trying to fight the tears I
felt coming. “He used me.”
“No. He loves you.”
“Does he though?” I blinked, wiping a tear. “Who else
knew about this?”
“There isn’t anything to know, Addie.”
“Who else knew, Pierre?”