I didn’t want a princess. But duty called…

I’d never been a one-woman man.
It wasn’t personal.
I just liked the lack of responsibility.
The guilt-free walk away every morning.

But being a prince had its pros and cons.

One con was that I need to marry. STAT.
And another was that the lucky gal needed to be of “royal” pedigree.

So, naturally, I expected an undesirable match.
Some toffee-nosed, plain Jane, high-maintenance type.

Well, imagine my surprise when my betrothed turned out to be a community college teacher.

And not just any teach.
The HOT and comely Celia.

Smooth mocha skin.
Perfectly contoured curves.
Knee-bending eyes.
A bittersweet blend of innocence and sassiness.

Hmm…

It was almost a shame that our nuptial was a temporary deal.
A win-win for both of us –
I fulfill my royal obligations,
And she gets a sh*t-ton of cash and a one-way ticket back to the States.
Simple and straightforward, with a one-year timeline.

The baby, however, was not part of the plan…

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