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HATING HER KING

'Gwen pushed him back, trying to create enough space between them. "I do not love you." Alexander smirked. "You do. You just don't know that you do." Gwen moved back. "Do you know the ways of my heart." "Yes, I do. And it tells the truth. You are only too stubborn to acknowledge it." He moved closer, pressing her against the wall. "When you decide to tell yourself the truth, I will be waiting." He kissed her forehead. "But don't make me wait long. I am not as patient as people think." This time he kissed her lips and staked off, leaving Gwen in a complete daze.' Marriage and a family is all life is to Gwen and she would see to it that she is not humiliated before then. A wife, and not a mistress is what she plans to be, but what can be done when the king of her country makes a proposal to put her by his side? Alexander is used to getting what he wants and getting his way, after all, he is King. But when he sets his eyes on the young and beautiful Guinevere who is just as stubborn as he is, will making her stay at the castle earn him her love, or will it be the beginning of his undoing? (Hating Her King is the sequel to Loving Her Duke and is also the second book of the British Blood Trilogy.)

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A Shocking Kiss

Gwen nodded thoughtfully and slowly leaned on the fallboard. She was intrigued. A foundation house? Charity? The royal household was involved in charity. It was surprising. Alexander was a self-absorbed man who took pride in his crown and position, and he did not fail to remind everyone at every given situation. Except for his proper kingly duties, she did not think him capable of catering to others.

"You seem surprised." Alexander remarked.

Did he notice her thoughts? "I do not." She said tersely. Then quickly added. "Does it cause any strain to the royal family?"

Alexander hesitated, and Gwen saw that he was struggling to keep his laughter hidden. She was appalled.

"I should think not," he said, "or else it would be said that we are poor."

She gasped, shocked. "That is not what I meant. I_"

"The foundation is in the name of the king," he interrupted. "But many help to sponsor it. Carlisle supports it massively."