Page 87 of King Alejandro

“Do I look okay?” Raihana had wanted a garden party before she, Chris, and her pup left, so we were fucking spending the day out back.

“More than fucking okay,” I replied, going down on one knee next to her as she turned towards me.

I kissed her breasts before trailing kisses up her neck. She let out a breathless laugh, wrapping her arms around my neck. When I teasingly ran my fingers over the strings of her dress, she wriggled in my hold, especially when my fingers brushed her waist, tickling her.

“Alejandro!” I smirked, moved back, and held the rings out to her.

“Want to wear these?” I asked. She smiled as she looked at them.

“Those are so pretty. Sure, why not, if you want me to wear them,” she replied with a stunning smile, taking them from me.

My smile faded as I watched her try one of the rings on her middle finger. My heart clenched as I reached out, taking the rings from her and sliding both onto her ring finger as I tried not to let my emotions show on my face. She was forgetting. Fuck she had forgotten they were her wedding rings…

Fuck.

“Thanks… it looks like we’re married now,” she remarked teasingly, moving her hand and allowing the light to reflect on the diamonds, making them sparkle brightly.

“We are,” I responded ever so quietly, not wanting to ruin her fucking day.

“Hmm?”

She turned back to me, and I cupped her neck, kissing her hard before she could reply. It felt like another one of my fucking nightmares was coming true. I couldn’t bear to hear her say she couldn’t remember our marriage… fuck. I kissed her with a desperation I couldn’t control, and I could hear her heart thundering as she tried to keep up. She parted her legs, and I pulled her against me as I knelt between them.

Would she forget the way this felt? The way my lips felt against hers? The taste of my mouth? The way we were meant to be.

Alejandro, are you okay?She whispered through the link, a soft sigh escaping her lips. I didn’t know what to say.How do I explain my fear to her?I couldn’t lie to her without her realising either.

We broke apart, and I brushed my finger over her lips, pressing my forehead to hers.

“I fucking love you more than life itself, Amore Mio,” I murmured, inhaling her scent.

“I love you, too,” she replied, cupping my face and claiming my lips in a softer, slower, yet equally sensual kiss. “And everything about you.” She smiled softly, and those gorgeous blue-rimmed green eyes looked directly into mine. Her thick lashes caressed her cheek when she blinked.

“Likewise, my sexy nympho queen,” I smirked as she blushed lightly.

“Yours.”

“Mine.”

For fucking forever.

Alejandro

Music was blastingloudly in the back garden of the mansion, but it felt like I was just watching it all happen like an outsider looking in. Kiara’s issue was echoing in my mind, but I was trying to act like nothing was fucking wrong. Although, aside from Kiara, I didn’t think anyone would notice anyway. I had my walls up so she didn’t get fucking worried as I smoked a cigarette.

Kiara had invited the fucking Ardens, although I wanted to rip that fucker to shreds after his comment about my girls, but, for the sake of being the fucking king, I was being hospitable. I wondered if I could get the fuckers face tipped into the barbeque grill. Might improve his fucking pretty boy looks…

Rayhan, Delsanra, and Dante were sitting on the balcony on the first floor, where Raihana had created an illusion so the fucker and his family couldn’t see them. I glanced up at him, and I smirked humourlessly. He was doing the exact fucking thing I was, acting like shit was okay as he showed Dante something on his phone. We were both worried for our mates yet trying to act fucking normal…

I saw Rayhan take on the same exterior as when Raf died, remaining strong despite the pain inside. His mate was so weak she could barely sit up alone. The effect of the curse was making her health deteriorate fast. Obviously, it was probably fucking with him like crazy. I just needed to break the fucking curse.

It was probably the longest I’d seen him and Dante get on without Dante pissing him the fuck off. I had heard their conversation that night, and I had to admit the fuckers had their own kind of bond.I guess all brothers fight, it’s just who we are.Didn’t mean they didn’t care for each other. At least I knew if I was gone, he’d have Rayhan.

I looked around the garden, taking a moment to observe everyone. Kiara had tried to get Enrique to join, but he had refused. I wasn’t going to complain; I didn’t need the visiting Alpha Ken-fucking-doll knowing more shit than he already did

His boys were currently talking to Chris whilst Maria was talking to Catherine and Kenneth. Thank the fucking Goddess for her, or more so to Raf. She was raised in a wealthy home and was a proper lady, or whatever you wanted to call it. It fucking showed in the way she was handling the Ardens. My gaze wandered over to Kiara, who was next to Darien and Serena near the grill, whilst the children played to the side with Raihana watching them, or more like taking selfies of herself while allowing her magic to watch the children. She stopped the toddlers from venturing too far off.

Sienna was fucking looking confused as always. I swore she was going to fuck up the kids if she kept using her magic and confusing her like that.