R O S A L I E
I was a goner.
The moment he kissed me, I knew I was fighting a losing battle. I had tried so hard to stay angry, to remind myself of all the reasons why we couldn't be together. But in the end, it didn't matter. My heart had already made up its mind.
I followed him into the private dining room, my hand firmly in his. The room was exquisite, with a large window overlooking the city.
He pulled out my chair for me, a gesture that was so uniquely Axel. He was a king, and he treated me like a queen.
"So," I said, as he sat down across from me. "Your Majesty, huh?"
He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Just a perk of the job."
"You planned all of this, didn't you?" I asked, a playful glint in my eyes.
"I might have made a reservation or two,"
