Royal Temptations

Chapter 38

The end is fast approaching at this rate and this story is beyond my own control at this point. Apparently Xing and Jun were done playing games themselves lol.

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Yixing's POV

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I had the decency to wait until he got off the phone with someone before prancing to his side and yanking him up from his chair, spinning us both around as his laugh filled the silence. I set him back on his feet, but wrapped my arms around his waist and drawing a long and sweet kiss from him. My wife...probably ex-wife at the rate I was going...had said to not come back until I got my man. And I planned to stay here until I knew exactly where Junmyeon and I stood.

"I hope you're not too busy," I whispered in his ear. "Because I have two years of lost and wasted time I want to make up to you." He pulled back and searched my face, worry creasing his features. I reached up with one hand and pinched his cheek. "Also my soon-to-be ex-wife says I can't come back until I've scored you, soooo..." At that, he blinked.

"You're going to divorce her?" he asked, twisting from my grasp and backing away. "No Yixing I can't do this. I can't destroy you're life. Please. Go home and go back to her. Save yourself from this." But I shook my head, sidling up and wrapping my arms around him again. He fought weakly for a moment, but finally slumped against me, defeated.

"You're not destroying my life Junmyeon," I said. "If anything you're saving me from a life full of unhappiness. Ying Yue always paled in comparison to you. Always. All of them did. They didn't set my skin alight when they touched me and their kisses didn't cause butterflies to explode in my stomach. Their voices didn't melt me inside." With each thing I listed he seemed to crumble a little more, my sweet words washing over him. "They weren't you. Even on my wedding night, who did I seek out? Who did I spend my first night of marriage with? Can't you see Junmyeon. Even if we never said it, you're all I ever wanted."

"Yixing..." He paused to take a breath, burying his face in my shirt. "You already know how I feel. I made it clear for the world to see. But it wasn't supposed to lead to this. I was supposed to have the knowledge that I was honest with my people, you were married and happy in China, and we would remain friends."

"Why would I be friends with you when we could be boyfriends again?" I asked. He pulled back, his eyes shiney and his lower lip wobbling a little. I connected our lips before the tears could spill. "And one day husbands. I've made my mistakes already Junnie. I'm not making them again. I never wanted a future with a wife. I could never picture it until right before my wedding when I was forced to. But I so easily pictured a future with you in it. Waking up every morning in bed together, lying down with you at the end of the night. Eating every meal together and discussing the day we've had. Stealing kisses between busy schedules. Texting and calling when we're apart, even if it's only for a few hours. That's what I want. I want that. I want it with you and only you."

"Yixing," he said again with a sigh. "I've thought about it too. But what about heirs? Neither of us can make a child. There's be no Royal blood to take over when our time is done."

"We can adopt," I answered, the gears in my head turning already. "Or we can get a surrogate. That matter is unimportant right now. We can worry about it later."

"We have countries to run," he said, pulling away slightly. "And a general population to think about. What about our people?" Again, I shrugged.

"Yours seem fine with it," I replied, and that quieted him down. "Please Junnie. At least consider. I'm not leaving until you can tell me with one hundred percent certainty that you don't want this. At the very least give me a chance to catch up on all the things I missed out on for two years with you." He bit his lip, but gave a tiny nod. I threw my arms in the air and did a silly dance around him. He giggled. I felt drunk without having a drop of alcohol enter my body. Guess I now understood why people said they were "drunk on love." Because damn I sure was. "I'm gonna make you the happiest you've ever been," I vowed. "Just you wait."