His Forbidden Princess(2)

“Let me hold you for a bit. Get used to me.”



Snuggling in, his body was hard, strong, and maybe that should have unnerved her, but never had she felt this protected. She felt safe with him. Totally safe.



“You have to know you can always tell me to stop. I won’t push; this is all up to you.”



“I won’t.”



He raised himself over her and, not being able to resist, Sofie reached out and touched Ian’s face. He smiled and her whole world lit up. “I love you, Sofie. I’ve never said that to anyone, and I won’t say it to anyone ever again. You’re it for me.”



“Oh, Ian, I love you, too. But you need to know some things about me, about my family.”



“You can tell me anything.” His lips touched hers and everything heated up. At the same time, his hand travelled up her side, gently caressing the length of her body. Warmer still.



Sofie gave in to the sensations that bloomed at each touch. With great care, Ian drew her sweater over her head, her jeans down her legs and once she was on his bed in only a bra and panties, Ian took a breath. “God, you are so beautiful. I can’t believe you’re with me.” Ian rained kisses over her face and neck causing her to shiver. Pulling the covers back, Ian tucked her under the big comforter, finally stripped off his own jeans and shirt before joining her.



“Tell me to stop if you want me to.”



Twining her arms around Ian’s neck, she knew this was exactly where she wanted to be.

“I won’t want you to stop. I want you, Ian. I want you so much.”



His searing kiss was the last thing she remembered as their skin made contact, and Ian brought Sofie to a whole new world..





Blue flashing lights breaking into his room and the quick burst of a siren woke Ian from a sound sleep



He started to move, so he could see what was going on, but the beautiful brunette in his bed was holding him like her life depended on it. God knew, his heart most definitely depended on her.



“What’s going on outside?” she moaned. “It’s barely dawn.” Sofie picked up her head and glanced toward the window. The sky was gray, letting them both know the night was almost over.

“I’m not sure.” Planting his feet on the floor, Ian pulled on a pair of worn black

sweatpants and approach the windows. “Some police milling around. A couple of men who look like private security. Hmm. A stretch Mercedes just pulled up. Looks like a diplomat’s car.

There are flags on the front.”



He’d never seen Sofie move so fast. “What?” At his side, he could see the panic set in.

Everything about her went rigid. “No. No, no, no. How did they find me? I turned off my cell phone.”



“Find you? You know who that is? What’s going on?”



Looking outside again, a very attractive, middle aged woman, her golden brown hair

pulled into a twist, exited the car, and looked up at his windows. When she spotted him, the look on her face could best be described as pained. Sad. What the hell was going on?



“Sofie, who is the woman?”



Craning her neck to see as she hopped around to get her jeans on, Sofie groaned. “My mother.”



“Your mother.” Running his hand through his hair, Ian needed answers. “Your mother is being driven around in an official car? Is she an ambassador, or something?” He knew within a few weeks of meeting Sofie that there had to be something out of the ordinary with the Luzano family. He’d spotted the personal security guard, who’d done her best not to be noticed as she trailed Sofie, months ago. They must have ditched her last night because as he thought about it the bodyguard had been nowhere in sight.



“She’s not an ambassador.” She froze. There were footsteps. People were climbing the stairs to his flat and Sofie’s breath caught before she was able to respond.



“My mother is the queen,” she said hoarsely.



Of all the things she could have said, that was the last thing he expected. “I’m sorry did you say…”



“My mother is Queen Louisa of Aubonne. My father is Archduke Alessandro.”



“So that makes you a…a princess?”



She nodded at the same time there was a knock on the door.



“Why am I only just hearing about this now, Sofie? It’s kind of a big deal.”

“I kept it quiet so I could be normal.”

“Normal. Oh. Am I part of your quest for normalcy?” Had she used him? Had he

misjudged her?

“No, it was nothing like that, but—“

“Princess Sofia?” A clipped, accented voice came booming from the hallway along with a more forceful knock. “Your Highness, are you alright?”