A ROYAL SURPRISE

♠️Chapter 60♠️

Alexandre Antoine Constantine(IV)POV

I take a step into the only place where I have ever known what true happiness feels like. The place where Eufy and I shared our love. Those days were the best of my life, and I truly cannot wait to hold her in my arms and give her the promise of a lifetime.

I decided to leave the kingdom, and go to where my heart belongs, but this time, I left with the promise to stay in touch and to grant my service when needed. Mother was so angry, not that I expected anything less from her. She called me the Prodigal son, always going and coming when life gets too hard, forgetting she is the one who once needed me to come home so badly. Although I knew she did that to hide the fact that me leaving again hurts her a lot, and I am really glad that at least if not me, she has Eulalie and Greggory there with her.

I come from a huge royal family, a French Monarchy to be exact, so my inheritance is worth a lot, which is why I have decided to invest in companies and become a businessman. I'm glad I took the course in college. With that income, I can take care of Eufy and my son- our son.

The only thing left for me to do right now, is to find her.

Eufy-Loviette Johnson POV

"Will you promise to call me?" I ask Simon, as we stand at the airport, about to exit the bliss of the wonderful vacation we had here. Since he kissed me at the top of the Eiffel tower, our connection has somewhat gotten stronger. He made sure to take Autry and I out for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every single day, other times we had takeout and watched a movie. He never makes me feel like my son is a hindrance in whatever we share or that he is not important. It has been a long time since someone made me feel this important, and I find myself desperately sucking every bit of attention I can get from him.

"I will call you all the time, night and day, and I will text you every minute and every hour until I can get to you myself and wrap my arms around you" he says, before leaning in and connecting his lips with mine. This time I deepen the kiss, sucking on his tongue, making him moan, not giving a damn whether people are watching or not. I don't know what I feel for Simon yet, I cannot put words on it, but I know that I like it and I crave it. He detaches his lips from mine, and stares at me for the longest time with so much intensity, as though he wants to say something.

"I love you"

And he finally does say it, but I am not happy, because I can't say it back. The scars are not yet healed fully. They say time is supposed to heal you, but it has been four years, and I haven't done much of healing.

"Eufy when it comes to you, I want everything and nothing at all" he doesn't wait for me to question him before he continues "I want everything that you are, your beauty, your laughter, your amazing and awe-struck love that you have for your son which makes everyone feel like he is the most precious thing in the world just looking at you two. I want the intelligence you have, with your wise words that guide me. You are everything more a man wants in a woman, and your ex is damn incompetent and crazy for leaving you, because I know I would turn my world around for you. And when it comes to nothing, I want nothing more than you can offer" he says so slowly as if he wants me to digest every word, and so softly as if that is what his love for me is- softness. His words make tears well in my eyes and pour down my cheeks "And so even though it has been barely a week when I say that I love you, I mean it, and I don't expect you to say it back if you are not ready" he says, wiping the tears away with his thumbs.

"I- You d-don't know how g-grateful I am to have met you" I say through my tears

"I think its the other way round" he smiles. A smile so beautiful and simple, but worth a million words. A smile so private and personal, and mine alone.

The speakers announce that the plane is about to off, and that is when Simon lets go of me, but not before placing another long kiss on my lips.

"See you later my love"

I take a sleeping Autry and board the plane, but not without looking back one last time. Since when did my feelings for Simon become this strong?

A/N:

Writing is discipline, and I want to apologise to all my readers and say that at a point when I felt like I was almost done with the book, I lost the discipline I had since the very first chapter and I am deeply sorry. We are so close to the end and I got quite confused about how I wanted it to end.

But now I'm back on it and I promise to finish it as soon as I can.

Thank you for your patience and unwinding support.