Princessleac1

Love me some Drake Walker, Damien Nazario and Maxwell Beaumont! I reblog NSFW content, so 18+ please!

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Hello 👋 friends you may remember me as @kingliamandriley. I left tumblr for a while but I’m ready to return. I would like to start a new series something smutty with Liam / Drake and Riley. If you have a request please feel free to comment and I’ll see what I can come up with.

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[harleybeaumont]

Love Me The Way I Am - Book 2

Chapter 1 - Back to Ramsford

Book- TRR AU

Pairings - Maxwell x MC (Harley), sprinkles of Drake x Liam

Synopsis- Maxwell and Harley have finally confessed their feelings for one another and are ready to begin the next chapter of their lives as a couple. But what obstacles will they encounter on their journey? And what comes next?

A/N- This story has a couple events from TRR, but mostly it’s all out the window. Harley is my character who is based off of Riley.

Series Warnings - language, drinking, medical issues, violence, sensuality, lemons - NSFW

18+ only

Word count - 1,550

Read LMTWIA Book 1 here.

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[karahalloway]

(Less Than) Noble Intentions: Chapter 13 - Invidia (Part 1)

Series: TRR (following the events of Book 2, with changes)

Pairing: Drake Walker x OC (Harper Gale)

Rights belong to Pixelberry, most characters and some dialogue belong to them.

Book Synopsis: The social season may be over, but Harper Gale’s problems are just beginning… Harper came to Cordonia looking for adventure, and ended up finding love… not in the arms of a prince, like she thought she might, but in those of his commoner best friend, Drake Walker. But even though Prince Christian has chosen someone else to be his fiancée, Harper’s hope of a happily-ever-after with Drake is put to the test when she finds herself in the centre of a contrived sex scandal. With everyone at court a potential suspect, can she get to the bottom of the plot against her and clear her name?

Masterlist: (Less Than) Noble Intentions

Missed Book 1? Catch up on the events of the social season in (Un)Common Attraction.

Chapter Summary: Back at Applewood, things between Harper and Drake get heated… and not just because of the sweltering summer heat.

Word Count: 4,200

Rating/Warnings: M (swearing, angst, aggravation)

Chapter theme song:

A/N1: So… This chapter kinda ran away from me 😅 So much so that I’ve decided to split it into two posts, partially because I know I’ve been working on this chapter for a while and many of you have messaged be asking for an ETA, and partially to make people’s Tumblr’s reading experience easier (much easier to read a ~4k word post than a +10k post… which is how long the entire chapter will end up being lol). I am maybe 1-2k words away from finishing off Part 2, and hope to post in the coming days.

A/N2: Most of you will know that many of my chapters feature so-called ‘chapter theme songs’ that either helped inspire the contents of a particular chapter, or I feel do a particularly good job of capturing the mood. This is the case for this chapter as well, and I would actually encourage all of you (especially if you had some choice thought/words to say about Drake’s behaviour in the preceding chapter) to listen to the song accompanying this chapter, as it will give you a surprisingly astute insight into Drake’s frame of mind (never thought I’d say this about a Nick Jonas song, but here we are 😅).

A/N3: Translation of French terms/phrases at the end. Also, I’ve provided to links in the chapter itself to help you guys visualise what I had in my head re clothes and other details - the pic of Drake is as close as I could get, but it should give you a taste 😋

A/N4: Invidia is a Latin term and it means ‘envy’.

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[harleybeaumont]

Shut Up And Dance With Me

One Shot from - Love Me The Way I Am

Book - TRR AU one shot

Pairings- Maxwell x MC (Harley)

Synopsis - Maxwell and Harley have a dance party in Ramsford late one night. 

A/N- This is from my story Love Me The Way I Am, between Part 1 and Part 2 (which will be out soon!) You don’t need to have read my fic in order to enjoy this one shot. ❤️

A/N 2- Every time I hear this song it makes me think of Maxwell, so I knew this story had to be written! There’s a nice dose of Maxwell’s sweet soul and endearing nonsense.🥰

🎵 🎶 Song Inspiration- Shut Up And Dance by Walk The Moon (listen to it here!😊)

Warnings- just a bit of language, but mostly fluff

Word Count- 2,580

*I’m tagging some people who have read LMTWIA before or who I think might be interested in this! Don’t feel obligated to read! ❤️

Lyrics will appear in bold.

Shut Up And Dance With Me!

11:00 pm and here I am thinking about her again. Not like it’s an uncommon thing for me. She occupies my brain nearly twenty four hours a day. Though, not only my brain.. I finally know what they meant by someone taking over your mind, body, and soul. That’s Harley Hughes, alright. My Harley.

I pull out my phone, rereading the texts from today, the cute little emojis and ‘I love you’s’ filling my heart with nearly unbearable joy. I never thought someone would love me the way she does. Through all my flaws.. my idiocy, my impulsiveness, my ‘through the roof’ energy. She loves me through it all. And God, I love her.

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Okkk so no 4 from couple prompt

Slowly but surely chipping away at the asks I've got hanging around. Hi anon, firstly, thank you so much for the ask! Secondly, I am so sorry for the extended turnaround time. I hope it was worth the wait!

This is the prompt that they asked for:

Person A and Person B sleeping together. Person A wakes up first and contemplates waking Person B with a kiss. Person A leans in only to hesitate centimeters away out of embarrassment. Person B opens their eyes and says, ‘Well if you won’t do it, I will.’

Late Nights, Early Riser (🍋)

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairing: Liam x Riley

All characters belong to Pixelberry

Summary: Liam gets stuck working late, can Riley make it up to him when she doesn't wait up?

Rating: Mature

Warning: NSFW, please do not read if you are under 18

Word Count: 1,661

A/N: I hope you guys don't have your heart set on substance today, because this story has none. That's it, that's the author's note.

Also, thank you as always to my homie for life @txemrnmrn for pre-reading and helping me come up with a title.

Tags: This is my first post with the new tag list. If you'd like to be added or removed, just let me know!

Riley reached over to the empty seat next to her, lifting her phone to check the time. 

Midnight.

She sighed before locking the screen and tossing it back on the couch cushion. She knew Liam had to work late, but she hadn’t expected him to be this late. He was working on a new tax plan, which was being met with pushback from a few of the duchies. He had spent hours reviewing numbers and playing out different scenarios that would benefit the country, while not compromising individual territories. Riley knew how much stress this plan was causing him, so she was careful to give him his space, allowing him to work with minimal distractions. This also meant many nights alone in their quarters. 

Usually, Riley would wait up for her husband when he worked late, she loved watching his expression change from exhaustion to happiness when he would see her waiting there on the couch for him. However, she had waited up for him the last four nights, and she had spent the day touring some of the local schools. As much as Riley enjoyed meeting the kids, and playing and reading stories, it was an exhausting day. She had already caught herself dozing off a couple of times, and her eyelids were growing heavier by the second. She got up off the couch and made her way to the bedroom. 

A few hours later, Riley’s eyes fluttered open. She noticed the sunlight peeking in from behind the curtain and her glance slowly traveled to the clock on her bedside table. 

Six o’clock. 

She shifted gently to her other side to make sure she wasn’t alone. As she had hoped, her husband was sleeping soundly next to her. She smiled, propping herself up on her arm to admire his sleeping form. As she watched him, her focus landed on his mouth, his lips were slightly parted. As if on its own accord, her face moved in closer, stopping just before her lips touched his. 

I should let him sleep. He was out late. He could use the rest. 

“Well, if you won’t do it, I will.” His smooth baritone rasped, pulling her from her internal battle.

Before she could respond, he closed the gap, pressing his lips to hers. He lifted one hand, resting on the side of her neck, as the other wrapped around her waist pulling her on top of him. 

“I didn’t want to wake you up,” she whispered, resting her forehead against his. “You got home late. You need your sleep.” 

“What I need is my wife,” he responded as his lips traveled across her jaw to her neck. “You didn’t wait up for me last night,” he complained between kisses. 

Riley placed her hands on Liam’s chest and pushed herself up to look him in the eyes. “I know baby, I’m sorry. I tried, but I kept falling asleep on the couch. The day took a lot out of me. I’ll make it up to you,” she smirked, trailing her fingers down his bare chest. 

“Mmm… you always do,” he responded. His hands slid up her thighs, grabbing the hem of her shirt and lifting it over her head. Groaning in appreciation, his hands came back to her body landing on her breasts. He kept one hand in place, rolling the nipple between his thumb and index finger, as the other moved to the back of her neck, pulling her into a heated kiss. 

Their lips met just in time to capture the moan that escaped Riley. She shifted her hips, brushing her core against the growing bulge in Liam’s boxers. His hips bucked up, looking for more contact. 

“Fuck, Riley,” he groaned. 

She leaned in, her breath grazing his ear as she whispered, “Oh, you will, but I’m going to have a little fun with you first.” She took his earlobe between her teeth and sucked gently. 

Riley’s lips traveled from Liam’s neck down his chest as he watched her intently. When she reached the waistband of his boxers, she looked up at him through her lashes and grinned wickedly before slipping her fingers underneath the fabric and tugging them off of his body. Liam’s breath caught in his throat when he saw her lick her lips, knowing what was coming next. 

She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, Liam’s eyes closed as his head fell back on the pillow. She began her descent, slowly taking all of him in her mouth. He groaned in response and laced his fingers through her hair, cradling the back of her head with his palm. 

Liam guided her head as she bobbed up and down on his length. “Yes, love, just like that.” When he felt himself hit the back of her throat, his hips lifted slightly, making Riley gag. 

Liam tugged her hair gently pulling her off of him. Her eyes met his with a questioning gaze. “I need to be inside of you.” His voice was low, the desperation clear in his tone.

“Yes, my king.” Riley purred. She stood from the bed, slowly lowering her shorts. Her hips swayed from side to side, capturing her husband’s full attention. Once they hit the ground, she stepped out of them and returned to the bed, straddling Liam. 

She wrapped her hand around his shaft and pumped twice before lining him up to her entrance. They both groaned as she lowered herself onto him. Her hands fell to his chest while his settled on her hips, guiding her as she set a tortuous pace. 

“God, Riley, you feel so fucking good.” He ran his hands up her body, stopping to cup a breast in one hand as the other continued its ascent, pulling her down into a deep kiss when he reached the back of her neck.

As their tongues twisted together, he thrusted up into her, filling her completely. She moaned into his mouth, and he felt her walls begin to flutter around him. They broke from the kiss, resting their foreheads together. 

“Let go, Riley, come for me.” He commanded through a heated whisper. 

“Liam… fuck!” She screamed, burying her face in the crook of his neck, muffling the sounds of her release. 

Her pace began to slow down as she recovered. Liam pulled her head back so that their eyes met. He shook his head, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth in disapproval. “Who told you to slow down, my love?” 

Riley responded in soft whimpers, unable to form words. Liam smirked, loving the effect he had on her. He lifted a hand to her cheek and pulled her into another passionate kiss before flipping them so that he was now on top.

He set a rough pace, quickly bringing Riley to the edge once again. As she writhed beneath him, his lips moved to her neck, sucking and biting; there would no doubt be marks there later, but he didn’t care. Her hands raked down his back; he hissed against her skin at the blissful sting it caused. 

One of Liam’s hands slowly began trailing its way down Riley’s body. When it reached its destination, he began moving his thumb over her clit in tight circles. Her cries of pleasure filled the room. 

“That’s it, love, let me hear you.” He could barely get out the words as he neared his own release. 

Riley’s back arched off the bed as she cried out in pleasure. “God, Liam!” 

He kept his gaze locked on hers, looking deep into her eyes, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Riley, fuck!” He pulled her mouth to his, groaning into it as he spilled himself inside of her. 

As their lips parted, he trailed lazy kisses across her jawline to her neck while her hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck. They stayed like that for several moments, catching their breath and coming down from their release. Liam rolled next to Riley, pulling her to his side, she settled next to him, resting her head on his chest.

“Am I forgiven for not waiting up?” She asked. 

Liam chuckled and leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I think I can look past it this one time,” he joked. 

A comfortable silence settled over the two as they enjoyed each other’s company. After a few minutes, Riley spoke up. “Shouldn’t you be getting ready? You’ve got another long day ahead of you.”

“No, I don’t.” 

Riley pulled out of his embrace and propped herself up on her elbow, looking down at him questioningly. “Yeah, you do.”

Liam grinned at her confusion; he loved the crinkle that formed between her brows every time he would lead up to a surprise like this. “I cleared my schedule for the day. I made a lot of progress last night, and there isn’t much more I can do with it until we review it in the council meeting, so I decided to give myself a day off to reset.” 

“Good for you,” Riley said. Her expression quickly fell. “I wish I could reset with you but I have -” 

He pressed his index finger to her lips, silencing her. “Love, do you really think I would want to take the day and reset without you? I had your meetings rescheduled so that we could be together.” He moved his hand, resting it on her cheek. “I’ve been leaving you alone too much lately. I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you, too.” 

“Good; it’s settled then.” He pulled her lips down to meet his. “We are doing absolutely nothing today.”

“Nothing?” Riley arched her brow.

Liam laughed at the suggestion in her tone. “You are absolutely insatiable, my queen.”

Riley shrugged, “Like you’re not?” 

He rolled her onto his back as moved to hover over her. “I never said I wasn’t.” He pulled her into another kiss and they got lost in each other once again.

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(Less Than) Noble Intentions - Bonus Chapter: Extraction (Part 2)

Series: TRR (following the events of Book 2, with changes)

Pairing: Drake Walker x OC (Harper Gale)

Rights belong to Pixelberry, most characters and some dialogue belong to them.

Book Synopsis: The social season may be over, but Harper Gale’s problems are just beginning… Harper came to Cordonia looking for adventure, and ended up finding love… not in the arms of a prince, like she thought she might, but in those of his commoner best friend, Drake Walker. But even though Prince Christian has chosen someone else to be his fiancée, Harper’s hope of a happily-ever-after with Drake is put to the test when she finds herself in the centre of a contrived sex scandal. With everyone at court a potential suspect, can she get to the bottom of the plot against her and clear her name?

Masterlist: (Less Than) Noble Intentions

Missed Book 1? Catch up on the events of the social season in (Un)Common Attraction.

Chapter Summary: So, after I posted Chapter 9 of Intentions - in which Drake provides a summary of why he was delayed in returning to court for the start of the engagement tour - I got a request from @aussiegurl1234 and @lunaseasblog​ to write a bonus Drake POV chapter providing more details about what exacty happened while he was Stateside, and just what kind of grilling was he subjected to by Harper’s family on the plane ride down to Texas. Hopefully this chapter will satisfy your curiosity! 🤗

Word Count: 7,300 (Hey! Don’t look at me! It’ ain’t my fault people can’t shut up! 🙃)

Rating/Warnings: M (swearing, angst, cringe, too much unwanted PDA - basically, the Gales being the Gales 🤣)

Chapter theme song: Go Fast by Endway

A/N1: Chronologically, this chapter takes place between Chapter 7 - Independence Day and Chapter 8 - Into The Lion’s Den and is written from Drake’s POV. Part I covered events in New York; this Part II covers Drake’s escapades in Bozeman, MT (subsequent part(s) will cover the plane journey down to Texas, and the arrival at the ranch, with maybe a tiny bit about Drake’s flight back to Cordonia).

A/N2: If you want a reminder of what Harper’s family look like, click here.

Also available on Wattpad (where it will be published as one long chapter once the whole thing is finished).

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[harleybeaumont]

Love Me The Way I Am- Part 1

Chapter 12

Pairings: Maxwell x Harley (MC)

Book: TRR Book 2

Synopsis- After King Liam proposes to Madeleine, Harley and Maxwell grow closer while they attempt to uncover who’s behind her blackmail. Maxwell is hiding a medical condition he’s kept secret for most of his life. Due to his father constantly berating Maxwell during his youth, he believes no one will ever love him.. until Harley comes along and he dares to hope. 

A/N- This somewhat follows along with the events in TRR Book 2. I have removed/added certain events to go along with my story! Harley Hughes is my character who is based loosely off of Riley. The other characters belong to PB.

Warnings- language, drinking, sensuality, some NSFW

Chapter warnings- medical emergency (this chapter is a little heavy)

18+ only

Word count-1,990

Catch up here The next morning Harley awoke bright and early with a smile on her face. She was going to wake Maxwell up for once. She checked her face in the mirror and put on some black leggings and a tank top and knocked softly on his door. And she knocked and knocked.. “Maxwell..” she whispered loudly through the door. Damn he must be a heavy sleeper. She remembered that she had a key card to his room thanks to Bertrand, so she unlocked his door and crept inside. “Max.. you awake?” She crept around the corner and found him lying on his back in the bed wearing just a pair of boxers. But something was wrong. He was pale and was covered in sweat. 

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[ao719]

I’ve been holding onto this for a few weeks, wanting to wait until I posted the chapter.

Hopeless Hearts Liam and Aria meeting in the maze before the wedding 🥹♥️

Done by @/artbyainna on Instagram 💕

•Please do not alter or repost•

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Hopeless Hearts

Hopeless Hearts - The Best Part of Me (Chapter 25)

Characters belong to Pixelberry.

Summary: Two people from two different worlds, both with a grudge against relationships, cross paths and discover an opportunity to get something they both want.

Title Inspiration: Best Part of Me - Landon Austin

Warning: This series will contain NSFW material and crude language and conversations. If you read, you acknowledge you are 18+

A/N: This is the last chapter, and I am very much in my feels right now 🥲 Thank you to everyone who read for the past almost year. I appreciate all of your kind comments, messages, feedback, screaming, and keysmashes over this story and these characters more than you know. And thank you to @burnsoslow for prereading. Please excuse any errors.

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(Less Than) Noble Intentions: Bonus Chapter - Extraction (Part 1)

Series: TRR (following the events of Book 2, with changes)

Pairing: Drake Walker x OC (Harper Gale)

Rights belong to Pixelberry, most characters and some dialogue belong to them.

Book Synopsis: The social season may be over, but Harper Gale’s problems are just beginning… Harper came to Cordonia looking for adventure, and ended up finding love… not in the arms of a prince, like she thought she might, but in those of his commoner best friend, Drake Walker. But even though Prince Christian has chosen someone else to be his fiancée, Harper’s hope of a happily-ever-after with Drake is put to the test when she finds herself in the centre of a contrived sex scandal. With everyone at court a potential suspect, can she get to the bottom of the plot against her and clear her name?

Masterlist: (Less Than) Noble Intentions

Missed Book 1? Catch up on the events of the social season in (Un)Common Attraction.

Chapter Summary: This chapter takes place between Chapter 8 - Into The Lion’s Den and Chapter 9 - Less Than Noble Intentions and is written from Drake’s POV. 

Word Count: 4,800 (+ approx. 650 words of notes at the end)

Rating/Warnings: M (soooo much swearing, aggravation, Drake flipping a lid, references to smut, references to drinking)

Chapter theme song: Highway by Bleeker

A/N1: So, after I posted Chapter 9 of Intentions - in which Drake provides a summary of why he was delayed in returning to court for the start of the engagement tour - I got a request from @aussiegurl1234 and @lunaseasblog​ to write a bonus Drake POV chapter providing more details about what exacty happened while he was Stateside, and just what kind of grilling was he subjected to by Harper’s family on the plane ride down to Texas. Hopefully this chapter will satisfy your curiosity! 🤗

A/N2: I don’t normally split my chapters, but this one kinda took on a life of its own and will probably be approx. 12,000 words when finished (I am currently sitting at 7,000 words and Drake only just got to Bozeman 😅). Since that’s (a) quite long overall, and (b) pushing the limit of Tumblr’s maximum post length, I have decided to split the chapter into 2-3 parts (I won’t know exactly how many seperate posts will be required until I finish writing it). This first part covers the events in New York (the subsequent part(s) will cover Montana, the plane journey down to Texas, and the arrival at the ranch, with maybe a tiny bit about Drake’s flight back to Cordonia). Also, this way, you’ll have slightly more regular updates instead of having to wait ages for the whole chapter to be done. I will be posting snippets of the subsequent parts in an upcoming Sunday Six or WIP Wednesday post, to slake your collective thirst for the rest of the chapter 😇

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[harleybeaumont]

Love Me The Way I Am- Part 1

Chapter 10

Pairings: Maxwell x Harley (MC), Drake x Liam (just a bit)

Book: TRR Book 2

Synopsis- After King Liam proposes to Madeleine, Harley and Maxwell grow closer while they attempt to uncover who’s behind her blackmail. Maxwell is hiding a medical condition he’s kept secret for most of his life. Due to his father constantly berating Maxwell during his youth, he believes no one will ever love him.. until Harley comes along and he dares to hope. 

A/N- This somewhat follows along with the events in TRR Book 2. I have removed/added certain events to go along with my story! Harley Hughes is my character who is based loosely off of Riley. The other characters belong to PB.

Warnings- language, drinking, sensuality, some NSFW

18+ only

Word count-1,710

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**Chapter warnings- A little taste of lemons at the beginning - 🍋 NSFW

Maxwell’s eyes were still closed as he felt his shirt being unbuttoned slowly. He heard her breathe his name in his ear before kissing his neck. She straddled him and kissed down his chest slowly, and he sucked in a ragged breath, “oh my god”. She chuckled quietly as she kissed further down his stomach. “You like that?” she whispered against his skin. Then she licked a stripe across his abs at the top of his pants and began pulling them down. “Fuck, Harley. Don’t stop.”

Harley awoke to the sound of birds singing as the sun shone in her eyes through the open tent flap. She looked around blearily. Why did I drink so much? She started to roll over but realized that Maxwell was next to her. Aww he really did sleep in here with me! I thought that was a dream. She heard him moan softly. Poor thing’s having a nightmare. I should wake him up. 

“Harley…” he breathed out quietly, then released another satisfied moan. 

Her eyes widened, Oh my god.. Is he having a sex dream about me? She looked down and could clearly see the bulge in the gray sweatpants he was wearing. She bit her lip feeling insanely turned on at the sight. Damn, I didn’t realize how big- wait, stop looking at it! Harley was caught between thinking that this was really hot, and knowing he would be so embarrassed if he found out she knew. She knew she needed to wake him up before.. Um, ya. She laid back down facing away from him, and pretended to be asleep. She reached over for whatever was close- a shoe. She grabbed it and threw it hard into a suitcase on the other side of the tent. 

Maxwell was in heaven. Harley was holding down his hips and licking him up and down his shaft teasingly. She wrapped her plush lips around him and brought him fully into her warm mouth, sucking softly. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer. “Harley.. I’m so close..” He grabbed the back of her head, following her movements. “Mmmm.” She hummed around him and he shivered. 

*BANG!*

Maxwell heard a loud crash and his eyes shot open. He was breathing hard as he took in where he was. In a tent. Next to Harley. After dreaming about her going down on him. Oh my god.. I hope she’s asleep. Please tell me I wasn’t talking in my sleep! Fuck, fuck, fuck, I always talk in my sleep… oh good she’s still sleeping. He let out a relieved breath as he rolled back over to face away from her so his hard-on could go away. God, that dream was so hot… How am I going to get my dick to go back down now?

“Good morning guys!” That did it. Hana popped her head in the tent as cheerful as ever.

They both pretended to just wake up as she peeked into their tent. 

“Hana, how the hell are you so awake? And so cheery?” Harley stretched and sat up. 

“I brought you breakfast! It’s not much but I managed to pack some pastries and fresh fruit in my bag for all of us.”

“Hell ya, thanks Hana.” Maxwell took a couple pastries.

She sat down a plate of food for them and left the tent. Harley and Maxwell looked at each other shyly. 

“So how are-”

“Did you-”

They both laughed as they spoke at the same time. They scooted farther away from each other. 

“I think I’m gonna take a walk and get some fresh air.” Maxwell grabbed another pastry as he started to leave the tent. 

“Right.. Sounds good. Have fun!” Harley looked down at her plate. “And thanks for helping me get to bed last night so I didn’t pass out in the dirt.”

“Of course,” he smiled at her and crawled outside.

Hana climbed in the tent after he left. “So?” She smiled knowingly.

“So?”

“Cut the crap, Harley!” she snapped.

“Wow Hana, you’re feisty this morning!”

“Look, I concocted the best plan I could while I was incredibly inebriated, so that you could sleep in here together! The least you can do is give me some details!”

“Hana what do you think happened? We were both drunk and passed out!”

Hana smiled, “Then why are you blushing right now?”

“Oh hush.” Harley laughed and bit into the fluffy pastry. After a minute she sighed happily, “Hana, I think he really likes me.. “ She bit her bottom lip, trying not to smile. “At least he does when he’s dreaming.” 

Hana put a hand over her mouth and gasped. “No!” She squealed. 

Harley looked away, smiling, “Hana.. you know how they say men shouldn’t wear gray sweatpants unless they have something to put in them?”

Hana’s mouth hung open and she blushed, “Wha.. No! I’ve never heard that!”

Harley chuckled. Of course Hana hadn’t heard that. She lowered her voice, “Well anyway.. let me tell you that Max definitely meets the criteria.” 

They both giggled loudly and Hana nudged her. “Harley, it’s obvious to everyone-” She stopped and corrected herself, “-to everyone in this campsite, at least, that you two like each other. You need to go for it.”

Harley sighed defeatedly and Hana continued, “There’s nothing stopping you two if you want to make this happen. The competition is over. You deserve to be happy.”

Harley looked at her with a frown, “There’s definitely someone who would stop this from happening.. Bertrand would kill us.”

The next week passed in a blur. They wrapped things up in Paris and their next stop was Shanghai. Hana was thrilled to show off her hometown to her friends. They met her parents and it confirmed what Hana had already told them- they are terrible control freaks. They treated her like she was a doll that they could make perform whenever they wanted. Harley tried to speak to Hana about it, but she just brushed it off saying they were always like that. 

“I’m not trying to push you away from your parents.. Just don’t forget to live for yourself too.” Harley was worried about her.

Hana smiled at her, “Im.. working on it.”

They had fancy tea ceremonies, played with baby pandas, and Hana showed them all of her favorite places. Nobody had really spoken of their camping trip since. Harley felt so sad for Drake and Liam, because now that she was paying attention, she could tell how much they cared about each other; always exchanging longing glances and sneaking off together. It made her hate Constantine even more. They all knew that he was the one who set up Harley and Olivia, they just needed to get him to admit to it. Liam came up with a plan to confront him after dinner one night but when they accused him, he had a coughing fit and “fainted”. At the hospital he actually admitted to sabotaging the other ladies so that Madeleine would be chosen. Apparently Constantine and Madeleine’s father, Godfrey, had been planning this for years.

“Are you fucking insane?! You don’t get to decide what’s best for me!” Liam yelled at him. 

Constantine paled as Liam continued to tell him off. Harley had never heard him yell before, but it was amazing to see him stand up for himself.

She told Constantine that she was going to expose him and he smiled smugly. “You wouldn’t dare. Liam knows better than to allow the royal family to look bad. You can’t have instability in monarchs or the whole kingdom begins to doubt your ability to rule.”

Liam sighed as he paced around the room. “He’s right.. Dammit.” 

Constantine looked at Liam with what could almost be regret. “Look son.. I know I’m a terrible father. There’s no point in trying to deny it. I’m just trying to do what’s best for the people in my country.”

Harley was fed up with his bullshit. “You don’t care about anyone but yourself! You’re just a pathetic, bigoted asshole! You ruined people’s lives by ‘doing what’s best for the country’. Your son deserves to spend his life with someone he loves and who loves him. Instead of letting him have a chance at happiness you pushed him onto these women you thought he should be with like it’s the freakin’ eighteen hundreds. Do you not see how fucked up that is?”

Constantine scoffed, “Oh please, we both know that you’re just bitter because you couldn’t be Queen. Believe me when I say that you are lucky I only used those stupid photos to get rid of you. I would have done whatever it took to keep you from the throne.” He narrowed his eyes, “Whatever. It. Took.”

Harley shivered at his words. She was speechless.

Liam glared at him, “You will not talk to her again. You may not like it but I am your monarch now and you will do everything in your power to help us.” 

Liam ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. “We need to at least get Tariq to admit that he was set up by someone to go into Harley’s room that night, and that person blackmailed her into quitting the competition. Thankfully he honestly doesn’t know it was you. Although we cant erase the images of her undressed, which you shamelessly allowed to be plastered all over the internet, we can at least clear her name. Then we can hopefully invoke the constitutional provision that will allow me to end this sham of an engagement, because I am done living for you.” He pointed his finger into Constantine’s chest.

Constantine crossed his arms and looked away indignantly. “Fine. Lets just say that Tariq received an anonymous correspondence that made it very clear it would be in his family’s best interest if he left the country permanently.”

“You threatened his family? What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Liam was ready to blow a gasket.

Constantine shrugged. “One day you’ll understand. Sometimes you must do what is necessary.”

Liam shook his head. “Where did Tariq go?”

“I don’t know for sure. Although I’ve heard a rumor that your little girlfriend over there would be very well acquainted with the area.” 

Liam and Harley looked at each other, “New York.”

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Irreplaceable Chapter 15: Suppose I Never Ever Met You

Series Premise: Two years after his abdication and wedding to Katie, Leo meets Riley the night of Liam’s coronation.

Chapter Summary: Riley speaks to Liam, Leo meets with his lawyer and leaves for the circuit.

A/N: I’m meh about this chapter, I don’t know why. I’ve been messing with it for weeks, I need it to be out there.

Catch Up Here!

Leo, Riley, Liam and Drake belong to Pixelberry. Luca and Simon belong to me, as does this story.

Content Warnings: Language, reference to infidelity, sensuality

Music Inspo: Fidelity-Regina Spektor

Word Count: 5993

Thank you to everyone who likes, comments, and/or reblogs this. I appreciate it so much. ❤️

LEO

I stare at a giant fern sitting in the blinding sun in the corner of Milo’s office. The few times I’ve been here, it’s always bright and cheerful. It’s confusing. Divorcing Katie makes me happy, so maybe not.

“Leo?” Milo’s tone brings me back. I should probably be paying attention. “I can see you’re shocked. I don’t think we can use this, and it doesn’t change anything officially, as far as the divorce goes.”

I knew it wouldn’t. I guess it makes things easier. But I want to yell at Katie, demand some kind of explanation. Nothing will be good enough, but I need to hear something.

“All she cares about is appearances,” I sigh. “I think if I threatened to go to the press, she’d hate that.”

Milo squints and furrows his brow. “I’d warn against that. Given-” Milo looks down at his desk, to his large notepad. “Riley.”

“Katie doesn’t know about her.” I’m pissed at the thought of Katie doing anything to mess with Riley. I will dump jugs of tomato sauce all over Katie’s perfect living room if she somehow finds out and does any damn thing. “It’s not the same as whatever she’s been doing either.”

“I didn’t say it was. We aren’t sure what Katie knows,” Milo leans back in his chair. “You need to play it safe right now.”

I miss Riley. I always miss her, even when I’ve just seen her.  I wanted to send her a text earlier, asking if she wanted to grab dinner or hang out before my flight, but I stopped myself and just said I hoped work was treating her okay. It’s the middle of the day, so I don’t expect a response.

Riley sent an emoji last night of a moon and stars. I think that’s a good sign. I don’t speak emoji, but I doubt it means anything bad. I’m fucking happy she’s texting me again.

I’m so fucking happy that she’s working for the team. I know all her past crappy jobs, and she deserves this. It’s not just because I’ll see her at work too, sort of. When I’m home. Mark said she’d be around more, and I am not sure what that means.

I’m blown away that she kissed me. It wasn’t just a polite cheek peck either; it was fucking hot. She initiated it. She definitely hates me less. I don’t know how the circuit will go for the two weeks she’s there. I saw how she was at the meeting, professional but friendly. I have to follow her lead.

Riley’s tears in the car were awful, and I hate them. I’ve seen her cry a few times.  Even when it’s not because of me, like that day on the plane, it hurts. If I do nothing else right, I never want to make her sad like that again.

Spain is awesome, and I have a few places I want to show her. If she wants.

“Leo?” Milo’s exasperated tone makes me snap to attention.“Have you given any more thought to asking for alimony or anything that would encourage Katie to hire representation?”

“I won’t ask for alimony,” I shrug.

I don’t want her goddamned money. I guess I can ask for something else, but what? What does she care about? I don’t want custody of any of her family.

“Did she really call every lawyer in town?”

“In addition to a few in neighboring cities,” Milo lifts his lips in a grim smile. “Katie is shrewd, Leo. There’s nothing you want to ask for? Even if you don’t actually want it, it can go a long way in resolving this matter.”

Katie is more deceptive than I gave her credit for. What would get her attention?

I suddenly realize what will make her lose it.

“I want the house.” I grin and cross my arms over my chest, propping my feet on the small tufted ottoman. “It’s not in my name, but she said she bought it as a surprise for me.”

I do not want the house. But if I somehow get it, I have very detailed plans for what will happen to it. I’ve had two years to think about it.

“That’s a start,” Milo chuckles and lifts his pen, scrawling a few words in his notes. “I’ll draw up the papers and have them couriered in the next few days.”

While I’m safely in Greece for a week training for Spain. I wonder if I’ll be able to hear her scream from there.

“Leo,” Mark’s voice cuts through the happy thoughts I’m having of Katie losing her shit. “Don’t confront her. It won’t help. She can decide to take you to civil court, even with the information we have regarding her activities.”

My phone buzzes, and I glance at it. Elena?

“Leo! It’s me Alex! Katie isn’t doing well! Is this my fault? I told you she was high maintenance before the bachelor party and you didn’t believe me!”

Alex figured out I blocked him. I thought it’d be another couple weeks.

Alex did say that in the limo. I laughed it off, said I loved her the way she was. It was true. I thought it was true. I guess it doesn’t matter now.

I’d block Elena, but she’s not that bad. She probably doesn’t know Alex is texting me from her phone.

“I won’t,” I promise. I have no desire to see Katie on my last day here. I have to drop my car off at the garage and finish moving my shit to storage.

“Good,” Milo exhales like he’s been holding that breath a long time. “I’ll call once she’s been served.”

I’m a little sad I won’t be here for that.

———

RILEY

“Sorry I’m late!” I call as I close the front door behind me. “I had a cigar with the boys!”

Luca and I have this weird fifties housewife bit. He started it one day and whoever’s home last picks it up.

There’s a glass vase of huge peach roses on the table opposite the door. I pluck the card from the plastic holder and skim it.

“I meant what I said yesterday. I don’t want to screw this up any more than I already have. I can’t wait to see you in Spain. Love, Leo.”

Why does he have to be so smooth? It’s annoying. I didn’t make an effort to see him today. I need breathing room. I can’t decide if I’ll say goodbye in person. I’m leaning towards no.

I’m excited about Spain. I’m unsure about Leo. I miss him. I maybe feel what he said out loud. It’s all confusing.

“You go out with your fancy friends and come home smelling like smoke,” Luca appears in the kitchen doorway, collar unbuttoned and drink in hand. “Is this where I panic and say dinner isn’t ready?”

“What? No dinner?” I laugh and step out of the too-high heels I wore today. “Luckily, I was going to ask if you wanted takeout.”

“You do spoil me,” Luca sighs happily and bats his lashes. “How was work?”

“Good,” I grin and hang up my purse. “We got the new website up. I’ve been looking up shit to do in Spain when I’m there. What about you?”

There’s some canyon by the beach in Murcia, the city we’ll be in. You can rent kayaks and paddle around, and I am doing it.

“Katie came by the office early, no appointment again.” Luca’s smile drops a little. He sets his glass on the table and walks toward me. “She wants to have a big dinner when she gets back from some family trip next month; you are invited.”

“Ew, why?” I do not want to go to Katie’s for dinner. But I can’t let Luca go alone. The inside of that house has to be crazy, and I am curious.

I should probably tell Leo I sort of know her. Later.

“The aforementioned siblings have decided they want to meet me before they commit to hiring me,” Luca pulls a face. “I told her I would let her know.”

“How bad was it?” I wince. Katie is not subtle.

“She was surprisingly mellow,” Luca frowns. “She was raging a bit about whoever Leo left her for.”

My eyes widen. “What the fuck? He said there was someone else?”

I don’t know what he said, other than the little Katie told me. Maybe I’ll ask him in Spain. I don’t really want to know, but it’ll make him squirm.

“He denied that someone else was involved,” Luca shrugs. “I don’t know much else besides Katie doesn’t believe him. She did say the new woman must be dumber than rocks.”

“That’s not very live laugh love of her,” I mutter and roll my eyes. I didn’t like her before I knew that she was Leo’s wife. It feels weird to think, but that’s what she is.

I remember what Leo told me in the car about her lying and cheating on him. I don’t know what to say about any of it, besides she sucks for cheating.

I could tell Leo was hurt, and it was more anger than anything else. I’d probably have set that house on fire, but I have self-control problems.

But, Leo cheated too. It’s all a mess.

Maybe I am dumb.

Luca snickers. “She definitely has one of those signs.”

“I’ll be back,” I walk toward my room, unbuttoning my blouse as I go. “Oh, what about that place with the really yummy tamales? I have cash in my purse.”

“On it,” Luca calls, and I catch his eye and nod before closing my door.

I’m trying to find a shirt when my phone buzzes. I check it, and it’s Liam. I hesitate, but drop to my bed and decide to pick up. I need to stop dodging him. Liam didn’t do anything.

“Riley!” Liam sounds good. Happy. Guilt gnaws at my stomach. I bet he’s been worried.

“I’m sorry-” I start to say when Liam cuts me off.

“Don’t apologize,” His voice immediately makes me feel better, and I should have picked up days ago. “I’m glad you feel up to talking. How are you?”

How does one question almost make me start crying? I’m not even that big of a crier, but lately, it’s all I seem to do.

“Did you talk to him?” Leo and Liam talk about every other day, or they did. Leo said he needed to make an effort at keeping in touch, and they have a standing time now.

“I have not,” Liam confesses. “Drake spoke to him several days ago. I was waiting to speak to you first. You didn’t answer my question.”

“I’m okay,” Tears spring to my eyes, and my throat tightens. He’s not going to believe me.

“Riley,” Liam says sternly before softening. “You don’t have to pretend for my benefit.”

That’s all it takes to break me. Tears flood my cheeks, and I’m crying so hard my chest hurts. I knew this was coming. I’ve been ignoring it, only letting myself cry a little before shutting it down. Even though I cried at the beach and in my car, I held back.

Liam makes soothing noises every so often to make sure I know he’s there.

The tears mostly stop. I don’t want to head to the bathroom because Luca will try to force-feed me ice cream. I settle for using the back of my hand to wipe my eyes.

“It sounded as though you needed that,” Liam’s kind voice floats through the phone.

“Yeah, probably,” I sniff and brush at an errant tear. “How’s the tour going?”

Please let me change the subject.

“We’re in Paris for an extra few days,” Liam sounds tired. It’s probably days of meetings and wedding talk. “Drake found Savannah.”

I am so relieved for the distraction and simultaneously baffled.

“He did? That’s great, right?” I found out about all that when I went out after him in Lythikos. Olivia was being herself, and I didn’t want him to freeze to death. He talked about Savannah, how he felt like he failed her when she ran away.

Liam and Drake have that in common, feeling bad when they shouldn’t.

“Yes, wonderful.” Liam hesitates, and I know something more is coming. “Drake has a new nephew.”

“She was pregnant?” I don’t remember Drake saying that. “Before she left?”

“It’s why she left,” Liam is tapping something; I hear it bouncing off a surface. “His name is Bartie.”

“Bartie?” I snort. I can’t help it. “That sounds like Bertrand, sort of.”

“She named him after Bertrand’s father,” Liam explains. “She was fond of the idea of using a family name.”

A family name? Shit. Maxwell, you dog.

“Maxwell got her pregnant?” I shriek. Drake must want to kill him.

“Not Maxwell.” Liam trails off.

Oh my god. NO.

“Bertrand!” I splutter. “NO. No no. That means…”

I can’t say it. I don’t want to picture it. That explains why Savannah ran away.

Liam’s laugh is so loud I have to move the phone away from my ear. “It’s not unheard of.”

“I don’t want to hear it!”

“What makes you think I am going to give you those sort of details?” Liam’s laughing so much he can barely get the words out.

Luca pokes his head through the small gap in the door, his eyebrows raising. He takes in my probably blotchy face, the fact I’m only wearing a bra and skirt, and giggling on my bed. Luca’s head disappears. He’ll grill me later.

“Drake is spending some time at her apartment, convincing her to move back,” Liam continues, composing himself. “I get to meet the little man tomorrow.”

Liam sounds excited. That man and babies. He loves them.

I shouldn’t have an opinion on Drake’s sister. But he’s convincing her to move back? I don’t like the sound of that at all. Shouldn’t she want to?

Maybe it’s because of Bertrand. You can’t come back from that. Ew, does she love him?

“Uncle Liam,” I grin and stand, ignoring that Bertrand fathered a child. “Everyone is behaving, no assholes?”

“Olivia is keeping Madeleine from trying to take over wedding preparations,” Liam chuckles. “She asked after you.”

“Madeleine?” We did not get along. She’s standoffish and cold and made sure I knew how out of my depth she thought I was.

“No, Olivia,” Liam corrects. “After the coronation, she turned over a new leaf. She respects you for helping me, us. She was hurt that I never told her. But, she’s doing well. She’s going to take over command of the military when we return.”

“I’m going to have to see all that to believe it,” I snicker, then sober when I remember how Leo won’t say Madeleine’s name because she scares him. He’s such a weirdo.

“You are coming for the wedding?” Liam asks, a little cautiously.

“I wouldn’t miss it for anything,” My cheeks heat, and I’m glad he can’t see me flustered. He’d get all emotional. It’d be a weird time.

“I’d like you to stand up with me.”

“You do?” My breath hitches. Stand up with him, that means be in the wedding. I didn’t expect that.

“Yes,” Liam replies. “Regina is going to perform the ceremony; Leo is going to be a groomsman. I’d like you to be up there, too.”

“I'd love to,” I cough a little, trying to clear my throat. “Do you know when the big day is?”

“The date isn’t set in stone quite yet, but I will let you know the moment it is,” Liam promises.

“Can’t wait.” I mean it. I’m so happy for those two. Maybe a little jealous.

“Drake and I went through a tough time at the start of the season,” Liam begins. “He was furious.”

That’s a weird segue.

“About me?” I remember them having some loud conversations after the derby. I never knew how much Drake was aware of when it came to me and Liam in New York. I never said anything.

“No, about my behavior,” I hear a door click shut. Liam moved from wherever he was. “Drake didn’t know we kissed or about the Statue of Liberty. You appeared on the plane, and Drake was stunned.”

“So you had to tell him the whole thing.” I wince and balance the phone between my shoulder and ear as I continue the search for a shirt. That could not have been fun. Drake was super grouchy on the plane; I guess that makes sense now.

“Yes,” Liam’s probably rubbing his temples. He does it when he’s tired or talking about something he doesn’t really like going over. “Drake thought I was trying to leave him, without telling him.”

“It was just a kiss!” I gesture with one hand, scattering the clothes I was holding.

“It was the kiss coupled with your arrival,” Liam explains. “Drake dated a woman briefly; when he was in college, but he told me all about that when he returned.”

“Hold up; Drake had a girlfriend?” I freeze halfway to picking up a blouse off the floor.

“A casual one, yes,” Liam chuckles at my surprise. “She was kind, he says, but after the assassination attempt, Drake couldn’t leave fast enough. It’s when he knew there’d never be anyone else for him but me.”

“Wow,” I still can’t picture Drake with someone besides Liam. “That’s sweet in a crappy way.”

“I am lucky he has remained at my side,” Liam’s voice drops. “He was going to leave after the coronation, as you know. I don’t know what I would have done. A life without Drake. It feels impossible.”

Tears spring to my eyes, and I collapse back on the bed. “Well, it is not going to happen.”

“Drake and I came back from a few hard times,” Liam continues. “We worked it out, and now we’ll be together forever. I know we’ll have more fights in the future, but I know we’ll make it through. We’re on the same page.”

Sneaky bastard.

“I’ve known Leo for a month,” I tap my head against the pillowy headboard. “It isn’t the same.”

“I’m not suggesting it is,” Liam replies. “But you are a person who knows how they feel right away. You feel deeply, and you follow that feeling.”

“That’s called me making bad decisions.”

“No, that’s bravery,” Liam argues. “I need to say something, Riley. I need you to let me say it.”

My stomach sinks. “Okay.”

“I am sorry to have put you through that season. Had I gotten the bravery sooner, none of it needed to happen. You came all this way for me, and it was unfair.”

“Liam, it wasn’t your fa-“

“Yes, it was!” Liam interrupts me, his voice rising. “We had that moment, and I hoped you were someone I could fall in love with. Deep down, I knew better. I didn’t tell you or most people the truth about Drake and I. You were vulnerable, and you put yourself last, even before you discovered the truth. I’m glad to have met you and become friends, but it was to your detriment, and it’s unforgivable.”

Liam and the self-blame. Must be a day that ends in y.

“Listen to me,” I don’t like Liam down on himself like that. The talk we had in the garden at the coronation was more than enough, and I hate that he still feels guilty. Sure, I was thrown, but I moved past it. It wasn’t meant to be, and that’s okay.

“Did my heart get a little dented, yes. But, I gained so much from coming to Cordonia. You made me believe love was possible, see that I’d been avoiding it and too scared to give it a chance.”

“It came at a cost,” Liam says sternly. “You were hurt. Now Leo-”

“I don’t regret a second,” I interrupt. “Any of it.”

It’s true. Running off to Cordonia might not have gone the way I’d hoped, but I wouldn’t change anything.

I don’t regret Leo. I’m not done with him. I thought I was, then the beach, and the car. He’s leaving tonight and I don’t know what to do.

“You’re too good for him,” Liam replies wearily. “For me.”

Before I can disagree with him on his part of it, Liam keeps talking. “You fell for Leo. I know he hasn’t been honest. He should have told you the situation with Katie first. Leo gets strong feelings and tries to fight them. He didn’t with you.”

“Maybe he should have,” I snap, anger washing over me. “We both should have.”

“No,” Liam snaps right back. He’s feisty today. “I hear how you speak about him, the way he talks about you. You deserve to be loved the way Leo appears to feel for you.”

I wonder what Leo said. Liam is pissed at him, but he’s also making sure I know how the guy feels.

“Leo has been deeply unhappy for two years.” Liam’s tone is still a little tense. “He tried his damndest to hide it, but I saw. That woman is abominable. She once asked Regina if there were any spare crowns she could take home.”

“No, she didn’t.” A laugh spills from my lips before I can stop it. I can picture Regina’s face, she probably really had to work to keep it blank. She maybe did what she does with Penelope; patted Katie on the shoulder and redirected her.

“She did,” Liam sounds calmer; that laugh broke the tension. “She sold their wedding video, their photographs. She told Leo to follow his dreams and refused to support him.”

That’s why the vows were online. I wondered how they got all that.

“The racing, you mean?” I remember what Leo said about Katie not going with or texting him ever.

“Yes,” Liam says. “Leo and Katie were never going to last.”

“He was really in love with her at one point?” I ask, unable to help myself. “I’ve met her twice and-‘

“Wait just a minute,” Liam interrupts. “When did you meet her? How?”

I tell him all about how she is Luca’s new client, that we pretend to be together so she won’t flirt with him. I tell him she found him because he manages a reality star’s money, and some magazine wrote about it. Finally, I tell him our entire bizarre conversation after Leo left her.

“Does Leo know you’ve met?” Liam says after a stunned silence.

“No,” I admit. “I didn’t know who she was until I did an internet search. I couldn’t believe it.”

“To answer your question,” Liam pauses. “I spoke to Leo just after he proposed to Katie. The tower, I’ve told you some of that story.  He was giving her time to respond to his proposal, but regardless of what she said, he was ready to abdicate. He was very different, excited and hopeful for his future.”

I remember. Liam mentioned Leo left for love, and Liam knew he wanted to take over and be king. Cordonia doesn’t deserve him.

“He was in love with her.” He had to be. The way he talks about her, though, the night he told me he was getting divorced. He doesn’t like her. Did he ever?

“I thought so at first,” Liam says as kindly as he can. “But looking back, I’m not so sure. I think Leo was in love with the idea of a new life that he created, not one he was supposed to follow; planned by men before he was born.”

Leo has his own idea of a path. He loves racing, but I wonder what he’ll do after that. He can’t ride bikes forever. Especially if he hurts himself again. I bet he doesn’t know.

Maybe Leo likes the thrill, the newness. He said he loved me. I believe him, but how long does that last? Until I’m not new anymore?

“Maybe that’s all it is with me, too. More in love with the idea of me.”

“Drake seems to believe him when he says how he feels,” Liam exhales, and I hear him sip something. “I do as well, though I didn’t hear that phone call.”

If Drake believes him, that’s a good sign. Drake sees through everyone’s bullshit.

“I saw him,” I blurt. “That job with the team? I still interviewed, and I got it.”

“You got the job?” Liam crows. “That’s wonderful!”

“Thank you,” I giggle at his enthusiasm. “Leo was surprised. I told him I wasn’t going to the interview.”

“I take it Leo was thrilled,” Liam chuckles.

“Of course,” I giggle again, and it feels good to laugh. “We talked a little.”

“Are you and Leo finished?” Liam sounds a little sad.

“He told me he loved me, Liam.” I dodge the question.

“Do you feel that way?”

Before I can answer, the phone beeps in my ear, and I move it to check the screen.

“Hey, Riley. Our flight got bumped up to 9 last minute. I’ll see you in a week. xoxoxo”

I check the time. I have an hour to get to the airport. I don’t even think. I know I need to see him.

“I have to go,” the words spill from my lips as I try to find an outfit. Shit, I need to fix my face. “Leo’s flight got moved up, and I have to say goodbye. I can’t just let him leave.”

“Go,” Liam urges. “Next time I call-”

“I’ll pick up, I promise,” I finish the sentence. “Love you.”

“Love you too,” Liam says before hanging up.

I drop my phone and grab a pair of jeans and a green tank before running into the bathroom.

———

LEO

“She may not come,” Simon says after watching me glance down the long corridor for the millionth time. “I wouldn’t.”

Simon knows exactly what to say to make me feel better.

“I don’t expect her to,” I roll my shoulders back and shift on my feet. “I’m being optimistic.”

I sent a text earlier. I keep rereading it and hating it more and more. I didn’t want to say anything wrong or make her think she had to come to say goodbye. She had work today, and I know she was busy.

Damn if I am hoping against everything for her to show up and kiss me. I’m the girl again, in those stupid movies where the guy is racing through traffic and makes it just in time.

Simon clucks sympathetically. “Want me to hug you like I won’t see you for a week? Luce is probably still in the parking lot. She’d hug you.”

Simon told me he’d be right behind me and made out with his wife for twenty minutes. I can’t blame him. At least I wasn’t in the car like her sister was.

“I’m alright,” I shake my head; I don’t need pity hugs.

Simon pats my back and heads in the direction of the bathroom.

I walk over to the windows facing the airfield. This building is dead, not many people around. It usually is; it’s only for charter flights.

I’m usually psyched to get going and race again. I am. I’m excited to get out on the circuit.

Not seeing Riley every day is going to be hard. I didn’t see her for a week, and it was awful.

I hear footsteps and brace myself for Simon’s next stream of consciousness.

“Hi,”  Not Simon.

I whip around, and there Riley is. Looking more beautiful than ever. “You’re here.”

My brain fucking sucks.

“Yeah,” Riley smiles, her cheeks tinge pink, and she looks a little embarrassed. “I just ran through a parking lot and a freakishly long hallway.”

I immediately tug her into my arms. “Thank you.”

Riley hugs me back, and I feel myself relax. I breathe her in, and notice the rose shampoo is back. “Were you able to get everything done that you needed?”

After all my bullshit, she still cares.

“I did,” I pull back a little. I need to look into her eyes, just for a second. “I’ve done this a couple times; I have it all under control.”

“Okay,” Riley’s eyes search mine. “Good.”

I squeeze her again, holding her body as close to mine as I can. I don’t want to let go.

“Big night?” I take in her jeans and top. Her face is scrubbed clean, her hair is piled on her head, and she’s never looked more gorgeous.

“Yeah, Luca and I have takeout and plan on watching all the Lord of the Rings movies.” Riley’s lips curve in a rueful smile. “Not exciting, but I am all about not moving from the couch this weekend.”

Luca. Don’t react. Those movies are not sexy. Fur on feet, that creepy ass goblin.

“Sounds good to me,” I thread my fingers through hers and bring her hand to my chest as she steps back from the embrace. “Thank you. I really didn’t expect you to come down.”

“I didn’t either,” Riley bites her lip. “I got your text, and next thing I knew, I was rushing to get here.”

“You just made it,” I kiss her fingers gently. I can’t believe she’s really here somehow. No one’s ever seen me off before.

“Leo, I'm still figuring it out,” Riley moves a little closer. “I care about you, a lot.”

I can feel the but before she says it.

“But,” Riley rests her hand on my chest and looks up at me. “I don’t know yet. I know I miss you already and you haven’t even left. I just talked to your brother about you.”

“Liam?” Duh, who else? “It’s been a few days.”

“He said that,” Riley bites her lip again. She’s nervous. “I don’t know what my point was.”

“You miss me.”

Riley laughs softly and shakes her head. “I do, dammit.”

“What now?” I hold my breath.

“I don’t know,” Riley still has her hand on my chest, her finger is tracing random shapes. “Maybe try to be friends for a while first? I mean, you’re going through a fucking divorce. That's a lot.”

Riley has a point. A good one. But, I am sick of waiting. Sure, I screwed things up and backed way off, but I have been on autopilot for two goddamn years. Riley woke me the fuck up and I’m not losing her.

“I don’t want to be friends,” I lean down, pressing my lips softly to her cheek. “Is that really what you want?”

“No,” Riley’s breathing stutters and she shakes her head slowly. “Shouldn’t we at least try?”

“Okay,” I move to the corner of her mouth, smoothing another kiss against her soft skin. “Stop me if I’m too friendly.”

I rest my fingers against her jaw, and tilt her chin up. Her eyelids flutter, almost closing completely. I brush my mouth against her other cheek. My lips travel to her temple, and I can see her pulse beating in her throat. “Is that-”

The rest of my words are muffled as Riley pulls my head down, our lips crash together. Riley throws her arms around my shoulders and I pull her body against mine. Her lips part and I don’t know where she stops and I begin.

See? I can be all kinds of friendly.

“What’s going on?” Simon’s timing sucks.

Riley freezes and I chuckle against her lips. Riley backs up and runs her fingers through her hair, her cheeks flushing.

She’s so damn cute.

Simon smirks at me before turning to Riley. “Hi, Riley. Well, isn’t this a surprise?”

“I guess so,” Riley blushes a deeper shade of pink. “Uh. Hi?”

“Relax, I heard the whole story before I met ya,” Simon’s grin widens. “Mums the word. We have five minutes, Leo.”

Simon saunters off. Riley covers her face.

I peel one of her hands away, Riley drops the other. “I already thought he knew, but I totally forgot he’d be here.”

“I’ll see you in a week.” I want to say what I said before. But I’m walking a thin line, between kissing her and telling her I don’t want to be friends.

Riley’s eyes turn glassy and fuck. “A week,” she whispers. “Be careful, okay?”

Her fingers find my wrist, and my whole body warms. I didn’t know these feelings were possible before her.

“I will. I’ll text when we land.” I brush my thumb over her cheekbone. I force the tears that seem to be building back. Fuck it. I’m saying it. She looks so sad, and I can’t take it. “I love you.”

“I-” Riley blinks, and a tear falls off her eyelashes. “I believe you.”

It’s all I could have asked for. I gather her into my arms for one last hug, breathing in her citrusy perfume.

“You have to go,” Riley’s words are muffled against my chest. I hug her tightly one last time.

“I do,” I whisper in her ear. “It’s never been this hard before.”

“That’s what she said,” Riley whispers back and I can’t help but laugh.

She does that, makes me laugh when I want to hit things or cry. What she said about sleepwalking at the beach still cracks me up.

“You know what I mean,” I kiss her forehead and her nose. “I want to talk to you more, but-”

“You have to go,” Riley sniffs. “We can talk more when I get to Spain?”

I don’t really know what that means, but I don’t have time to ask.

“We’ll talk in Spain.” I agree. “I’ll call and text when I can until then.”

“Okay,” Riley nods and lifts on her toes to kiss me quickly. I hold her for a few seconds longer and Simon is calling me.

I have to get on the plane.

I keep turning back as I walk to the exit. Riley raises a hand, and I wave back. I follow Simon out the door into the warm night.

I turn back to the windows, but I can’t see her anymore. My chest aches, and I feel my throat tightening.

Simon falls into step with me as we walk toward the plane. It’s smaller than the normal one, which makes sense. I wonder if Riley will be on this plane.

“You were never this gutted before,” Simon shoulder checks me. “Welcome to the club.”

I bump his shoulder back.

—

The sun in Greece is too fucking bright. I squint as I slam the door to the cab.

I used to like Greece. Now, it just reminds me of how fucking idiotic I was.

Simon and I walk through the automatic doors toward the counter to check in. We always stay at this hotel. It’s nice, very Grecian I guess. I’m studying tall stone columns that follow the path to an infinity pool when the hair on the back of my neck stands up.

I glance around as Simon approaches the counter and gives our names. A lone woman sitting off to the side in a giant wicker chair catches my eye.

I know her.

As she stands and throws herself at me, I move backward, immediately recognizing the tall figure with long dark hair and a gauzy white dress.

“Surprise, Casanova!” The woman manages to stop herself as I pivot so the counter isn’t behind me, and take another few steps away. I am not catching her. I’m not touching her.

I hear Simon mumble something beside me, but I’m too distracted to register what he says.

What the actual fuck is Katie doing here?

———

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Love Me The Way I Am- Part 1

Chapter 8

Pairings: Maxwell x Harley (MC), more in future chapters

Book: TRR Book 2

Synopsis- Harley and Maxwell get closer as they navigate life together and try to find out who’s behind her blackmail. Maxwell is hiding a medical condition that he’s kept from everyone for most of his life.

A/N- This somewhat follows along with the events in TRR Book 2. I have removed/added certain events to go along with my story! Harley Hughes is my character who is based loosely off of Riley. The other characters belong to PB.

Warnings- language, drinking, sensuality, some NSFW

18+ only

Word count- 3,180

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The royal engagement tour, which was also a front for Liam to initiate new trade agreements, was in full swing. Harley had to admit that she was excited to travel to so many new places, even though she had to deal with Madeleine and the other ladies at court. Penelope was such a weirdo who was way too into her dogs. And Kiara was so stuck up. What kind of person speaks French nonstop to people who don’t know French? A snob.

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Love Me The Way I Am- Part 1

Chapter 7

Pairings: Maxwell x Harley (MC), more in future chapters

Book: TRR Book 2

Synopsis- Harley and Maxwell get closer as they navigate life together and try to find out who’s behind her blackmail. Maxwell is hiding a medical condition that he’s kept from everyone for most of his life.

A/N- This somewhat follows along with the events in TRR Book 2. I have removed/added certain events to go along with my story! Harley Hughes is my character who is based loosely off of Riley. The other characters belong to PB.

Warnings- language, drinking, sensuality, some NSFW

18+ only

Word count- 2,060

Catch up here

Harley took a deep breath to try and calm her nerves while she fidgeted with her dress. It was time. The herald announced, “Duke Bertrand Beaumont of Ramsford.” 

Shit, shit, shit, I can’t do this. Harley started to back up but Maxwell flashed her a smile and squeezed her arm reassuringly. 

“Lord Maxwell Beaumont and Lady Harley Hughes of Ramsford.”

As they walked into the ballroom together, Harley cringed as everyone collectively gasped. Then, silence.. you could hear a pin drop. Harley did her best to keep her head up, but not look at anyone directly as they made their way into the crowded ballroom. 

Unfortunately she couldn’t miss their comments. 

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Love Me The Way I Am- Part 1

Chapter 6

Pairings: Maxwell x Harley (MC), more in future chapters

Book: TRR Book 2

Synopsis- Harley and Maxwell get closer as they navigate life together and try to find out who’s behind her blackmail. Maxwell is hiding a medical condition that he’s kept from everyone for most of his life.

A/N- This somewhat follows along with the events in TRR Book 2. I have removed/added certain events to go along with my story! Harley Hughes is my character who is based loosely off of Riley. The other characters belong to PB. 

Warnings- language, drinking, sensuality, some NSFW

18+ only

Word count- 1,990

Catch up here

Maxwell and Harley sat beside each other on the Beaumont’s private plane as they made the short trip to Madeleine’s home in Fydelia. Neither had spoken since they almost kissed the night before.  Bertrand sat cross legged in front of them, eyeing them suspiciously. “What is wrong with you two? I figured you’d be giggling like school girls or gossiping like you always do.”

They looked at each other and back at Bertrand. Neither wanted to give him any reason to be suspicious.

“Just tired.” Maxwell gave a half-hearted smile as he took out his earbuds, turning off the sappy romantic playlist he made the night before.

Bertrand glanced down at the calendar on his phone, “I told you not to stay up so late last night.. You two better buck up before we arrive in Fydelia. We’ll have the day to rest up before the engagement party tomorrow.” He shuffled through some documents in his briefcase, scribbling notes onto the side margins. “Harley, do you have the flashcards I made you? We can practice the names of the major players at court again while we make our way there.”

She shared a sly smile with Maxwell. “Oh shucks, I think I forgot them in my room back at home.” She definitely threw them in the fireplace.

Bertrand sighed disappointedly without looking up from his documents. “No matter. We don’t need flashcards. I have it all up here.” He tapped his temple.

This was going to be a long flight.

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