Twisted Kingdom (Royal Elite 3)

“No one went into the pool after Van Doren. For some time, I thought maybe he was the one who pushed you. Now, I’m sure that Adam has been in the pool, and when you showed up, he seized the chance.”

“But Knox didn’t see him.”

“He must’ve hid somewhere. Under the stairs or in the lockers. There are no cameras there.”

Makes sense.

For a moment, we remain silent. I’m trying to soak up what happened and Aiden is probably plotting something sadistic.

After a while, I realise that with Cole and Silver gone, it’s only the two of us here.

I peek at him through my eyelashes. I expec

t him to be deep in thought, and he is, it’s just that his entire attention is zeroed in on me.

“What happens now?” I ask.

A wolfish smile tilts his lips. “Now is our time. We’ll do whatever you want.”

“What if I want to go home?”

“Then I’ll take you home.”

I eye him suspiciously. “Really?”

He grabs me by the arm and tugs. I land against his chest, arm wrapped around his midsection.

“Later. I’ll drive you home later.”

“Aiden!” I start to get up.

“Stay,” he murmurs, eyes closing. “Just for a moment.”

Protests are about to spill free from my mouth, but I say nothing. My ear lands against his calming heartbeat and I do as he asks.

I stay.

19

Elsa

I didn’t mean to, but I must’ve fallen asleep.

When I open my eyes, a very familiar scent prickles my nostrils. All masculine and powerful and… hypnotising.

A spark races down my spine and worms its way into my heart. That faulty heart. That messed up, stupid heart.

I’m sprawled all over Aiden’s chest. The softness of my breasts mould with his muscles, all taut and hard. Even my legs are intertwined with his like it’s the most natural thing to do. Like this is where I always belonged, and it’s blasphemy to go anywhere else.

I stir, but I don’t change position.

It feels too good to move. His warm skin against mine, the flutter of his breath at the top of my scalp. The cocoon of his strong arms.

After what I learnt about Adam, I’m not in the mood to think about the outside world.

Being here feels right.

It brings back memories from a long time ago when it was only him and I in that basement. When I laid my head on his shoulder and pretended we were in a different place.