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The King's Inherited Bride

Being second in line to the throne Leonidas Kristakos was never burdened with the great kingdom's duties and decisions.He was free to live his own life while his older brother had a more strict upbringing as first in line to the throne. He never envied his brother for anything but one- his bride-to-be. He fell in love with Diana De León when he first led his eyes on her when she was 4 to his 6. What happens when his brother's untimely death makes Leonidas the new king? What about the bride-to-be?!?!??.

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Chapter-5

Diana's Pov~

The elevator opened to the marble floored lobby of the building. As she stepped through the revolving door and came out of the building she saw a big limo waiting. The man standing near it on seeing me immediately comes forward."Good day miss, my name is Tom Parker, I am Mr Kristakos driver. He has asked me to take you to his place. Please come this way".

I bow my head in kind and enter the limo as he opens for me.

Miles went by during which her mind couldn't help but think back on the decadent sensations she'd experienced when he touched her- no she wasn't dwelling on it.

" Mr Tom may I know for how long you've been in service of Leonidas Kristakos".

"Please call me Tom miss and I have been working for Mr. Kristakos for 4 years now".

"Oh I see.... and please do call me Diana if I am to address you as Tom", I smile kindly at him.

He quickly glance up at the rearview and smiling back inclined his head slightly in acquiescence. I lean my head back feeling a little tired. Travelling in private luxury had taken away a huge amount of discomfort, but my senses felt bruised and mentally depleted. That's what happens when you play with danger for too long, I thought to myself.

The car continues for several more minutes when I feel it stop. Opening my eyes I lean forward and look out the window to see a massive iconic100-storey skyscraper which looked like it was piercing the clear blue sky, making a powerful statement of glass, light and steel. Looking at the marvelous work of modern architecture I can't help but gasp in wonder.

As I exit the car,Tom leads the way and as we enter the lobby I can't help but stare around. Although I am used to wealth,being Cyrene's International ambassador and close to the royal family this is just in a different level of its own, I wonder who might be the owner, must be quite some billionaire. I don't realize that I've voiced my thought out loud until my companion replies smiling," This building is owned by Mr. Kristakos".Okay why didn't I think of that still, I can't help but respect Leo for all that he'd achieved of his own accord without the backing of the royal family. On my way here to meet him I couldn't help myself and searched him up online on my way here to find that he had now become one of the youngest billionaire in Forbes 100 richest man list and also declared many times by various magazines as Manhattan's most eligible bachelor. Still it wasn't surprising for her to see how far he had come because, since they were kids with wild dreams he had always been ambitious in a more matured way,like he knew what he was talking about and not a silly pipe dream .

They went through the elevator and she noticed that Tom pressed for the top button. Penthouse huh.

Stepping out of the elevator she was in awe of everything she was seeing and the penthouse was twice larger than what she was used to seeing even in five star hotels across the globe when she traveled for diplomatic works.

"Hello Miss Rose, good to see you".

I turn to see a Hispanic lady in her fifties walking towards us.

"Hello to you too Tommy my boy, hope you are eating good. Look at you getting so skinny now", shaking her head in annoyance she raise her index finger and pointing at him continued," You have to start coming up every day and eat some of Rose's cooking to fatten you up real quick got it?".

Chuckling lightly Tom grinned at her and agreed to do so next time.

"I've got something else to do ,got to go now bye Miss Diana bye Miss Rose".

Both of us wave our byes at him as he quickly get out.

"Welcome Diana my name is Rose and I am Leo's housekeeper.Finally, I get to meet you".

I'm surprised by her words,"You know me?".

"Plenty lot pequeño, now I get what all the fuss was about".

I get more confused with every words she said but before I can question her more she gestures for me to follow her,"Come now my child I know you will be feeling tired, I'll show you to your room so that you can rest before dinner".

I quietly follow her still befuddled with her words earlier about knowing me.

We walk past the entrance hall and cross a double-height living room, with several tastefully added vintage and modern art pieces and custom-made silk rug and a Fortuny damask wall serving as a backdrop for various exceptional art pieces. As we walk further I gaze around to notice a bar corner at my left side.

"Here it is, why don't you freshen up a bit. I'll make you something light to eat and then you can rest".

"No please don't do that I'm too tired to eat anything right now , I'll just rest for a while, thank you", I tell her.

" Sure pequeño, whatever you say. And oh before I forget, Leo informed before you arrived that dinner would be at 6:30 o'clock. I hope that's ok with you love ?".

"Oh that's more than enough time for me to recharge back to form", I smile at her assuringly.

" Okay then,off you go to your room and I'll see you later.I also took the liberty of unpacking your things and they are hanging in the closet. Get ready to get blown away by Rose's magical cooking", she excitedly walks off mid- talk.

I can't help but want to laugh looking at her sunny behaviour and still smiling I enter the room she pointed at .

Diana couldn't help but gasp at the first sight of the elegant salmon- pink and cream white room.A king-size bed was in the middle with carved posts painted in swirling design of rose gold. Muslin curtains fluttered in cascading drapes around the pristinely covered bed while on either side Morrocan lamps were placed in twin bed-side tables. Smaller bouquets holding exotic wild flowers sat on the tables and as she walked closer and took a breath, she inhaled their delicate forest-y fresh smell. Come to think of it it smelled a little like her shampoo and perfume she liked to spritz on lightly. She hated overpowering smell of some perfumes and always chose for a particular delicate smelling perfume which smelled like wild flowers in the forest that her mother had gifted her on her 12th birthday saying it suited her so well. Guess it did if she still couldn't switch to a different kind even now.

She decided to go to the bathroom to take a quick shower but looking at the giant inviting bathtub decided to take a long soak and relax the tensions in her muscles. Her nerves settled into a low hum instead of the loud,cacophonous noise that had been beating through her system only half an hour ago. She soaked in the warm scented water until it turned tepid,and then she climbed out, toweled her body and padded out of the bathroom headed towards the closet to noticed that her clothes really were all arranged. looking through them she picked out a lacy thong and slipped into them and a large oversized cotton shirt that she preferred to regularly sleep in.

She walked over to the floor to ceiling curtains that were pulled closed and opened it to be blessed with the most stunning views of the clear blue sky and Manhattan. With the most splendid view before her she climbed up the bed and turned towards the giant windows and focused on the blues before her as she pretended she was watching television and finally felt the sweet Oblivion of sleep overtake her.

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It was when she was most vulnerable that Leonidas entered her room, having ended his day earlier than usual.

She was sleeping like an angel . I know I should leave now but I couldn't help myself and walked closer to her bed.

I hadn't stared at her in a long time. When we were teenagers and I considered her my girl I would climb to her room ,careful to not be caught and stare at her for hours.

She was sleeping peacefully, her long lashes fluttering delicately against her smooth cheeks. Her generous chest rose and fell gently with her even breathing. Her T-shirt had risen up, exposing her panties and I swallow hard at the sight, wanting to lick every inch of her.

I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to touch her.

Her body had filled out generously over the years and she could grace any of those racy magazines out there hands down and it would sell millions in a flash.

She moved a little on the bed producing a cute groan like a kitten and I froze stilling my body to not make a noise.

Inwardly cursing my stupid action of voyeurism, I carefully stepped back and left the room.

Soon.

Soon I'll stamp my ownership on her.

I just have to wait for few more months.

But fuck, patience was something that was familiar to me ,not when it came to her.

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