Page 39 of Tantalizing Kings

He raises a brow. “I’m not sure if you're joking or serious.”

“A little bit of both.” I shrug. “You're happy. I like seeing you happy. Mom’s been gone for a long time now, and I know she was the love of your life, but you're allowed to love more than one person in your lifetime. If you feel like Erin is someone you can see spending the rest of your life with, don’t let her go. If anyone should know how short life can be, it’s you.”

I envy my dad. My parents' marriage was arranged, but they lucked out big time because they ended up falling in love with each other in high school.

So while a lot of their friends entered into loveless marriages with strangers or people they couldn’t stand, my parents were happy.

Sometimes I wonder if I grew up around Sarah, the woman I’m arranged to be married to, would I have had the same love with her like my parents did. I didn’t get the chance to find out because Sarah lives in London, and I’ve only met her a handful of times when we would go on family vacations over there.

A part of me knows if I don’t want to marry Sarah, if I truly didn’t want to go through with it, my dad wouldn’t force me. This is all my grandfather’s doing. He’s the reason why my father was arranged to be with my mom, and me with Sarah. He set everything up with his connections, found me a family friend of his to form stronger alliances with.

“Thank you,” his voice softens. “It means a lot to hear you say that. Because...” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a black ring box, placing it on the table.

“Oh, I’m flattered. But I don’t see you in that way,” I tease.

He rolls his eyes, grinning. “I’m going to ask her this weekend.”

“Holy shit, really?” I sit up straighter in my seat.

“I know it’s only been six months, but I really do love her. She’s an amazing woman, and I hate being apart from her.”

“So, are we getting new roommates? Should I make up the guest room for my new little sister?”

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I haven’t asked, she hasn’t said yes, and I don’t think her daughter would move in here anyways. She’s in college now and would probably like to keep the cottage to herself.”

That's not happening. Erin, my dad’s girlfriend... yeah, she’s also Sadie’s mom.

As soon as I found out my dad was seeing someone, I took it upon myself to find out everything about her. I was both shocked and pleased to find out who her daughter was.

Sadie doesn’t seem to know the connection between her mom’s new boyfriend and me. If she does, she sure is good at hiding it.

Nah, my little pet wouldn’t let me touch her if she knew she could be my future step sister. It’s mostly why I’ve kept this bit of information to myself. Not even the guys know.

I’m gonna taste every inch of that girl and have her screams of pleasure ingrained into my memory before she finds out.

Not that I’d let something like her being my step sister stop me from having her. If anything, it makes my cock harder knowing how fucked up it would be.

That woman has me all tied up. Part of me hates how much she affects me because I’ll never get her past our arrangement, but the other half doesn’t give a shit. I crave her, need her.

Her dating Raymond was a real test of my self-control. Anytime I saw them in public, I wanted to go over and smash his fucking face in.

Now that I know that he fucked around on Sadie, I plan on having a little alone time with the bastard.Fucking fool out there living our dream and fucked it all up for a girl who only cares about sex and money. Plus, she has the personality of a rock.

I stand up and walk over to my dad, placing my hand on his shoulder. “Well, I think she's going to say yes. I’ve seen the way she looks at you. You got this.”

He smiles up at me. “Thanks, son.”

Giving him a pat on the shoulder, I say my goodbyes and head outside. “Hello, Roger. Did you get what I asked?” I ask my driver as I slide inside the limo.

“Yes, Sir.” He hands me something through the window.

I take the box from him and place it on my lap. Opening it, I grin as my fingers trace the gold and red mask. “Perfect,” I whisper.

Picking it up, I place it to the side of me and take out the black lacy fabric that was under it. “Fuck,” I groan, holding up the black lingerie in front of me. My cock thickens in my slacks when an image of Sadie wearing this tonight pops into my head.

Tonight is the night.The night I’ve dreamed about for years. I’ve spent hours watching her on the monitors, my hand tightly wrapped around my cock as I imagined all the little moans that left her lips as she played with her pretty pink pussy for me.

Sometimes they were just noises, sometimes my name left her lips as she brought herself to orgasm. Those were the times I came the hardest.

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