Chris Blackwood – The King Returns
I leaned back in my chair, watching the woman Ethan had chosen for me. Rhea Sinclair.
She stood before me, poised and confident, but there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes. She wasn't nervous. Good. I had no patience for hesitation.
I sipped my whiskey slowly before speaking. "You are here for one purpose—satisfaction. Nothing more."
She didn't flinch. Instead, she nodded, a small smile playing at her lips. "Understood, Your Majesty."
I studied her for a moment, letting silence stretch between us.
This wasn't about love. Not about emotions. It was a simple arrangement, one that served my needs while ensuring no complications.
Skylar wouldn't know.
And even if she did—she had no right to question me.
I stood up, walking towards her, stopping just inches away.
"Do you have any questions?"
Her eyes flickered up to meet mine, unreadable. "No."
I smirked slightly. "Good."
This was exactly what I needed—no strings, no expectations. Just control.
And I would make sure she understands