CHAPTER 27

Book:The Billionaire's Rogue Princess Published:2024-5-1

CARLY
Well, my worse nightmare just became a reality.
Although I was thrilled to see my brother, Ash, and Stellan, I was so sad about the terrible news that my grandfather was indeed ill.
After the revelation of my identity, Rome wouldn’t even look me in the eye anymore.
The silence in the car was profound until we arrived. I immediately regretted keeping this secret from him.
I went with him to his penthouse because I needed to explain to him why I had to keep it from anybody, but he wouldn’t even give me a chance to speak about it.
-I hurt him. It breaks my heart
-What should I do now?
-I need help. Give me a sign. Please?
After a moment to gather my thoughts, I spoke. “You know the reason. What I told you before was all true.”
He scoffed. “Yet you missed mentioning to me the vital part that you are a royal family member.”
“It’s not even a big deal.” I shrugged off. But that was not even true. I couldn’t walk alone without a detail following me. Even though I wasn’t aware of where Seth was, I knew he was still tailing me-protecting me. Even without a threat against my life. That was the only thing my brother asked me. It was how this worked, and it sucked.
“Are you even going to tell me?” he asked through clenched teeth. He was furious, his body vibrating. If his eyes could be a laser, I was already dead earlier.
“I was planning to tell you when I came from auntie,” I muttered, lowering my gaze.
“And where is your aunt?” He raised his eyebrows. “Who is she?”
“Alessia Hearst. She’s an illegitimate child of the King with an American woman. She didn’t wanna be a part of it, So she lived here for the rest of her life. The same woman I met at the gala.”
“The woman in the restroom,” he quickly added.
I nodded to confirm.
“Wow. Aren’t you full of surprises, Princess?” His sarcasm made me want to cry.
I closed my eyes when the sudden burn of tears hit again. “Will you please stop calling me that?”
“But you are princess, Princess Carlott.” He snorted, throwing himself into the couch. “I ignored the clues-family protocol, arrangements, powerful family. I mean, who doesn’t even- Never mind. This is my fault.”
“We can cancel and not attend the dinner,” I suggested as I joined him on the couch.
“You are going. That’s your family, and you can’t cancel because you don’t wanna face reality, Carly.”
“I won’t be going without you.”
“I will because I accepted the invitation of your brother, The Prince.” He shook his head in disbelief. “I can’t believe I’m even talking about dinner with a royal family. It sounds crazy and surreal.”
“We’re not famous as the British Royals, Langston. It’s not a big deal.”
“You keep saying that.” He glared at me. His jaw was hard. “It’s not about how famous your family is. You are still a royal. And the fact that you lied to me. What else are you lying to me about, Princess?”
“Nothing.”
“I want to know if what we had is even real to you. Or was it just a part of your rebellion to sleep with me? Do you even like me?”
“Rome.” I wiped the tears from my face. “What we have and what I feel about you are the most genuine thing I’ve ever had in years. It has nothing to do with who I am. It was me the whole time I was with you and even until now. What I am is just the duty given to me because I am my father’s daughter. And that left me no choice. They bent me into that Princess Carlott that was required in the palace. It’s not just fancy dresses, hats, teas, and parties. It’s a huge responsibility every one of us should take it seriously, or our country will fall apart. It’s full of pressure, especially if I have to sacrifice my own happiness and put my duty above all things. It’s hard being me, Rome, trust me, where everyone is watching my every move, scrutinizing every action I make, and waiting for me to make a mistake, and I have no privacy, which sucks.”
“I don’t think this will ever work between us.” I could barely hear his words, but I knew what that meant.
“You can’t be serious. You’re already giving up on us when we barely even started? I thought you had feelings for me.”
“I did.”
“You did? And now what? Where does our relationship stand?”
“I don’t know, Storm. I mean, come on, tell me, how would this even work? You are a princess and live in the other part of the world. And I am here. I’m a nobody. If your family scrutinized and disapproved of your relationship with Stellan, what do you think they would say about us? We’re like star-crossed lovers, Carly. You have to accept the fact here.”
“What I will accept is what we feel for each other, and you can’t and won’t lie to me that you don’t feel anything about me anymore because it won’t just go away because you found out the truth about me, Langston. I’ve had enough of their judgments and bullshits. And I would rather give up my title than give what they want, following their protocol. This time, I will follow my heart.”
“Don’t say something like that.” His words were dark and harsh.
I rose to my feet. “Oh, I will. They flourished just alright without me. They have lived and enjoyed a happy life for three years. They don’t need me, and I don’t care anymore.”
“If you really care about me, you will go and see the King. Sort something out with your parents. Make peace with them. If they want you to come back, do it. Gain back their trust and the trust of your people. Prove them wrong. Show them what you’ve become-a strong and independent woman. And I will always be here.”
“You’re not serious. I’m not doing that.”
“Come here.” He patted the space between us.
I went to him and sat on his lap instead. If this was his way of saying goodbye, I’d rather live my remaining life alone. I couldn’t take another heartbreak. It would kill me.
The moment I saw the hurt in his eyes earlier, I knew how much he meant to me. And it broke my heart that I was the cause of it, that I was the one who put it there.
“I’m so sorry.” I dipped my face into the crook of his neck. His smell should be my stress reliever, but it felt like this would be the last time I could hold him like this.
Then I felt his hands on my back. “It’s alright, sweetheart.”
“You’re mad at me.”
“That’s the understatement of the year. I’m furious, but I couldn’t stay mad at you.”
“Make love with me, Rome.”
He did not even think twice or ask me. He lifted me as he rose from the couch and took me upstairs.
We entered his bedroom, and he kicked the door shut with his foot. Then he lay me carefully in bed as if I was a fragile, precious doll.
“Undress yourself, sweetheart. We don’t have much time,” he said as he took off his tie and dropped it down the floor.
I kept my eyes on him as he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it carelessly, and I unzipped my dress. Then he went to his belt, unbuckling, the metal buckle thudded on the floor. My bra came out next, and I watched him swallow hard.
In less than five seconds, we were both completely naked, staring at each other.
My heart thumped faster, and my skin tingled in anticipation as he took steps toward the bed and crawled into the mattress. Dipping down, he planted kisses on my foot, then the other, toward my legs and knees, up to my thighs.
I willingly open my legs for him. I was already turned on, buzzing and aching with needs, but I let him do what pleased him, even if it took forever.
Then he kissed me down there before his lips guided up to my belly button. My breathing turned to panting. My muscles were straining. My nipples hardened for attention, and he didn’t disappoint as if he knew what I wanted.
He captured my nipple with his mouth, sucking hard, his hand kneading the other.
A moan escaped my mouth, and his hard cock teased my entrance.
“I want you now, please?” I begged breathlessly, taking his cock with my hand.
“I will give you everything, Storm.” He bent my knee, helping me position myself. Then he entered me.
With a long groan, he pushed it to the hilt. My head fell back against the pillow. Then he started moving, thrusting in and out, slowly in gentle strokes as if taking his moment. And I could feel every inch of him down to the bulging vein and his impressive length inside me. And then its root nudged my clit, making me hum softly.
I was getting dizzy with pleasure the more he did that, and I could feel him struggling to hold on together.
He opened my leg wider so he could watch how I sucked him in. It was erotic, sending tingles down my spine.
My orgasm began brewing. I began panting.
“Faster. Harder.” I gave up my coherent thought. I wanted to come.
When he dipped his head to kiss me, I shuddered. I was getting close.
He eased back. Before I could take another breath, he slammed into me.
I screamed his name.
He then silenced me, capturing my lips, gliding his tongue, fucking both my mouth and my pussy in tandem.
The suction sound was driving me insane.
I shifted restlessly as my need to come grew. I started to whimper, but he grabbed my hips and held me beneath him, giving me no choice but to oblige.
I couldn’t swallow.
I couldn’t speak.
Tears filled my eyes as he rocked into me.
Lust scorched my blood.
My heart threatened to explode.
I grabbed the back of his head and kissed him like he was the last draw of my breath. With complete desperation, I rolled my hips into him as he plunged into me.
I felt him swell inside me, and he didn’t speak, yet he groaned. And I gave every bit of everything to him, and he brought me to endless euphoria, screaming his name.
Not any longer, I felt him stiff, and he threw his head back and growled like a feral animal as I felt a warm liquid flow inside me.