Royal Baby: His Unplanned Heir (Book Two): Royal Baby, #2

By Layla Valentine and Ana Sparks

He's a prince, and I'm his wedding planner,

But I didn't plan on having his baby!

 

Sasha:

It was supposed to be my dream job,

Plan the no-expense-spared wedding of a European prince.

But it's not the fairytale wedding everyone thinks,

It's a loveless engagement, for a sham marriage.

And now I've broken my one rule:

I've slept with my client.

Dashing playboy Prince Antonio

The man no woman can tie down

Is going to be a father.

 

Antonio:

The King and Queen gave me an ultimatum;

Find a fiancée or surrender my claim to the throne.

They never said I had to love the girl.

There is one plus side to this arrangement though…

That sweet little wedding planner giving me eyes.

She knows it's wrong, and she wants me all the more for it

And something tells me she'll crumble the second I make my move.

I'm gonna give her something to feel guilty about.

After all, I'm not married yet…

This is the second book in the Royal Baby series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Layla Valentine
• Release date: Feb 8, 2022
• ISBN: 9781393111962

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ROYAL BABY: HIS UNPLANNED HEIR

BOOK TWO

LAYLA VALENTINE

ANA SPARKS

Copyright © 2022 by Layla Valentine

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Epilogue

CHAPTER 1

SASHA

Iwoke up and stared at the ceiling. Though I had been so excited just a week before about the chance to stay in Europe a little longer, I now felt even more torn about my involvement with the wedding.

Thanks to the conversation we’d had over dinner, I now wanted to spend more and more time with Antonio. I felt that there was more of a connection between us than there had been before. At the same time, I also felt less guilty about seeing him—as well as less guilty about what I wanted to do with him.

Of course, he was going to stay true to his plans with Sophia, but I didn’t feel as guilty wanting to have him for my own. Now that it was the day before the ceremony, I couldn’t help feeling terrible about the hand I had played in the wedding so far.

I knew it really didn’t have much to do with me—I was nothing more than the one who was hired to pull off their sham—but there was a part of me that felt as though I was lying to the entire world. If they went through with the wedding, everyone would think they were happy, loving people joining together to rule a nation. But that wasn’t at all the case.

But then, there was another part of me that hated to admit the truth. I told myself that I didn’t want them to give a false impression to the world, but I knew this was not the only reason I didn’t want them to marry.

My phone chimed. It was Antonio. I felt my heart skip a beat as I looked down, but it was quickly replaced by a sinking feeling that I was going to lose him the next day. I unlocked my phone and read the text, unsure of what I was going to see.

I hope I’m not bothering you, but I would really like to go through some of the final details. Would you mind coming over?

I looked around the room, trying to think of something to say. I couldn’t think of any reasonable excuse not to go, so I reluctantly agreed. I hesitated, however, as I was getting ready. Looking down, I suddenly didn’t feel comfortable in my skinny jeans any longer. I rummaged through my luggage and slipped on the dress I had worn to dinner.

Feeling like I looked great, I pushed down the growing sense of guilt and headed over to his place.

I was let inside quickly, where I found Antonio pacing back and forth.

I can’t do it! I can’t do it! he said, and I looked at him, concerned.

Can’t do what?

In answer, he turned and pressed his lips to mine.

CHAPTER 2

SASHA

Ialmost pulled away for a moment, but then I began kissing him back. The longer we kissed, the more I wanted to kiss him, and the more I leaned into the situation. I had to have him. I had to explore him. Sure, there were things at the back of my mind that told me that I shouldn’t—that this man was promised to someone else—but then there was another part of me that told me he wasn’t married yet.

He was still available. If only I could convince him that I was a better choice than someone he didn’t love.

I didn’t want to give into my emotions, but at the same time, I couldn’t help it. I wanted him. I wanted everything about him. There was a voice inside my head telling me that if I could convince him that I was better, then I would have him all for myself.

I slowly let go of my inhibitions and allowed myself to get lost in the moment. There was a hunger about him that I found irresistible. It was as though he wanted to know me as much as I wanted to know him, and I was willing to go with anything he wanted.

At first, I thought I was in control, and I was enjoying it, but then I felt something else.

He was right there with me, pressing his lips against mine and exploring me with his tongue. I kissed him back with the same passion, using my hands to explore each and every inch of him. I couldn’t get enough and I knew that he couldn’t, either.

I tried to be careful with my dress as I slipped out of it, but in the intensity of the moment, I heard a rip. I felt a twinge of disappointment in the back of my mind, but then I was right back in the heat of the moment.

We were undressing each other on the way to his bedroom, leaving a trail of clothing right up to his bedroom door, which Antonio kicked open without breaking our embrace. I had never been so engrossed with a man that I was unable to tear myself away long enough to take off my own clothes, and I found it shocking that he was doing the same thing.

We couldn’t get enough of each other. Skin on skin wasn’t enough. When he removed my bra and picked me up, I felt like I was going to explode from the need to have him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his torso, and he carried me over