Royal Elite Epilogue (Royal Elite 7)

Subject: Don’t You Miss Your Grandkid?

Don’t.

I pull Aurora’s number and text her.

Aiden: Elsa needs time to decompress. Can you have Eli this weekend?

Her reply is immediate.

Aurora: Absolutely! I miss his face.

My smirk widens as I pull back the exchange with my father.

From: Aiden King

To: Jonathan King

Subject: Don’t You Miss Your Grandkid?

Already done.

“What are you plotting?” a soft voice whispers from my right as I tuck the phone in my pocket.

Elsa stares at me with slightly narrowed eyes, as if she knows exactly what I’ve done.

“Just some negotiations with Jonathan.”

She raises a brow. “Just Jonathan?”

“I might have deferred to Aurora.”

“Aiden!” She clutches me by the shoulder. “Stop using her against your father.”

“I’m not using her. It’s mutually beneficial. It’s not my problem that Jonathan doesn’t see it that way.”

She chuckles under her breath. “You’re awful.”

“But you still love me?”

Her lips brush against my cheek as she whispers, “When did I ever stop?”

“I never stopped loving you since that day I first saw you when we were just kids, sweetheart.”

23

Kimberly

I tug on Xander’s bicep. “Let Cecily go so she can play with the other kids.”

“You mean so they’ll hurt her?” He tickles her tummy. “Not that I would let anyone hurt my little Cecily.”

She breaks out in giggles, dimples creasing her cheeks as she holds on to him with all her might. “Daddy!”

I shake my head as I take her from his arms and put her to her feet. She staggers for a bit before she breaks into a run towards the others. He’s making her so spoilt, it’s on a whole different level.

“Why did you do that?” He frowns, following her with his gaze as she stands beside Remi, holding on to him as she did to her daddy.

I smooth a crease in his shirt on his shoulder, and yeah, it could be just an excuse to touch him. Tru