Behind the Crown
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"I won't fall for false promises," he spoke, voice breaking. "What I want you can never give me."
"And what if I can?" The raven-haired boy argued. "Just give me a chance! You keep running away, what will it take for you to stay?
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Jordan Royal, an outcast prince betrayed by his father and cast out of his kingdom, finds himself on the doorstep of his kingdom's enemy. Once the perfect heir-intelligent, brave, and adored-Jordan was raised to be feared and worshipped. However, the one factor his father failed to account for was the compassion he had for others. He wasn't a prince who thrived on the suffering of others' he was a boy who had suffered deep, abandoned by the very blood he believed once would protect him. Betrayed by his own flesh and blood, he learned early on that nobility didn't guarantee freedom, nor did power promise safety. Now, left to fend for himself, Jordan carries the scars that the world was never meant to see. When he ends up on the doorstep of Kai Stone's house, he doesn't expect much. But, what he receives is the chance to make his own choices. Kai is everything he was taught to hate-the freedom, the care-free attitude, the fire. Jordan finally learns what is truly feels like to live.
Kai Stone, the son of a powerful mafia leader bent on opposing the king's tyrannical ambitions, was deep into planning a secret entry into the palace when a sudden commotion outside caught his attention. That's when he found him-Jordan Royal, the son of his worst enemy, lying on his doorstep. Kai had always despised royalty. He loathed their arrogance, their smug smiles after destroying the lives of innocent people. To him, they were the embodiment of everything corrupt in the world. Yet, the more time he spend with the prince, he couldn't help but question his beliefs. No matter what he said about royalty, Kai couldn't seem to hate him
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