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(Hating Her King is the sequel to Loving Her Duke and is also the second book of the British Blood Trilogy.)

'Gwen pushed him back, trying to create enough space between them. "I do not love you."
Alexander smirked. "You do. You just don't know that you do."
Gwen moved back. "Do you know the ways of my heart."
"Yes, I do. And it tells the truth. You are only too stubborn to acknowledge it." He moved closer, pressing her against the wall. "When you decide to tell yourself the truth, I will be waiting." He kissed her forehead. "But don't make me wait long. I am not as patient as people think." This time he kissed her lips and staked off, leaving Gwen in a complete daze.'

Marriage and a family is all life is to Gwen and she would see to it that she is not humiliated before then. A wife, and not a mistress is what she plans to be, but what can be done when the king of her country makes a proposal to put her by his side?

Alexander is used to getting what he wants and getting his way, after all, he is King. But when he sets his eyes on the young and beautiful Guinevere who is just as stubborn as he is, will making her stay at the castle earn him her love, or will it be the beginning of his undoing?

HATING HER KING

Alexander took Guinevere's hand in his, rubbing her knuckles. His voice dropped incredibly and his eyes searched hers. "You would rather go dance in the rain than stay here with me?"

"It is not raining now." She replied softly. He was aware. "And Alexander, I do not think I appreciate how easily you touch me."

Alexander brought her hand to his lips, as he tried to kiss her knuckles, she pulled her hand and he released her, a leer coming to sit on his lips. He exhaled. "Alright then, pour me another cup of tea." He requested.

She stared at him for a moment, sighed, and brought the pot over, and refilled his cup. As soon as she replaced the pot on the table, her eyes wandered to the sword case. Like someone possessed, slowly, she reached for it, opened it, and exhaled loudly.

Alexander's eyes kept on her. She was intrigued. Her eyes remained fixed, while her fingers tightened against each other. Alexander moved the case slightly, and her eyes flew to his.

I Do Not Belong To You