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

playboy, next king, settle.” He glanced over at me. “You
don’t do that. Therefore, you’re interesting.”
“I’m not interested in the monarchy.”
“I’m not either, but you’d be surprised at how many are.
You’d be surprised at the lengths they’d go through for even
one night with Eli.”
“You call him Eli.” I stopped at the crossway and looked
at him. “Why does he have you work outside his house?
Securing the door?”
“I chose that job. He keeps o ering me to be his private
secretary, so I’ll move into that role eventually. He didn’t
want to bring too many of the personnel, so I guard the door
sometimes.” Pierre flashed me a sad smile. “It didn’t end
very well for the last guy.”
“What happened to the last guy?”
“He tried to kill the prince, and well . . . ” Pierre shrugged.
“It ended badly for him.”
“I heard about that,” I whispered. “The man was killed
shortly afterward.”
I started driving again. When we reached the prince’s
villa, I could see colorful lights and hear loud music coming
from inside. It looked like an actual nightclub from out here.
Pierre signaled me to stop beside it.
“He wasn’t. The prince intervened and the guard was
sentenced to life in prison.”
“Why not death?” I asked. If someone had tried to kill
me, I’d probably want them dead.
“Eli is not a vengeful man. He doesn’t believe in an eye
for an eye.”
My brows rose. “His father does.”
“His father does.” Pierre nodded. “His father ultimately
had the guard killed.”
“I’m not surprised.”