The Royal’s Pretend Wife

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Author: Sophia Lynn
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woman with her platinum blond hair—the same color as in the picture—pulled back elegantly in a French braid. Dark glasses concealed her eyes, but her tastefully tailored black dress showed off a body that was lean and elegant. She smiled at the attendant who came to hand her down off the plane, and Apolo couldn't help but notice how shapely her legs were as she stood on the pavement.
    For a moment, the actress simply looked around, but then she caught sight of him. Her gorgeous red lips curled into a smile that was at once happy and intimate, and she walked across the tarmac towards him.
    “Thank you for coming out to meet me,” she said as she approached. “Are we heading home now?”
    “Yes,” he said after a stunned moment. “Yes, we are.”
    Without thinking, Apolo offered her his arm, and she tucked her hand into with a soft laugh.
    “So gentlemanly,” she teased.
    There was something about this woman that grabbed his attention and held it. He felt like a knight of old, attending the beautiful queen at court. There was a kind of presence to this woman that made him want…
    He shut his mind against the thought.
    She was an actress, though an amazingly beautiful and skilled one. He knew that he needed to keep his wits about him if he wasn't going to make a complete fool of himself.
    “I trust your flight was comfortable?” he asked guardedly.
    She shrugged, sighing just a little.
    “Just fine,” she said. “Everyone treated me wonderfully. It was only a little long.”
    Apolo wondered if it was his imagination that she stepped a little closer, leaning against him for support. He felt her squeeze his arm a little, and even that small motion sent a tingle through him.
    I might be in trouble , he thought.
     
    Prince Apolo was a surprise. She had read the dossier that Tonya had given her, and though she had seen his picture, Trinity was still startled by how handsome he was. In the scattered photographs she had seen of him, he was good-looking, but she was also used to the camera tricks that were used on the rich and famous to trick others into thinking that the rich were always beautiful. On top of that, she had been living in Los Angeles, where the girl who bussed the tables might easily be a beauty of epic standards.
    When she had scanned the tarmac, she recognized Apolo easily, but she hadn't expected her heart to thump quite so hard. The man was intensely handsome, but more than that, there was a kind of grace to him that took her breath away. He moved like a dancer, and when he spoke, there was a resonance to his voice that made her think of warm velvet.
    “He needs to be impressed with you right away,” Tonya had said. “I've talked to his assistant, and he's a notoriously picky man. If he sees you and you don't suit, he'll put you back on the plane and send you right back where you came from.”
    “Harsh,” Trinity had said, taken aback. “What do you recommend?”
    “If it were me? Start before you even get off the plane. This isn't exactly a real acting gig, sweetie, but you can bet your life on the fact that you'll be performing. Live and breathe being his wife. Show him you are serious and that you can hit the ground running.”
    She had taken Tonya's advice to heart. Over the full day that she spent traveling, she had read over the dossier and come up with the persona she wanted to present. Of course she knew that over the weekend, she would refine it, or perhaps have to throw it out altogether before the cameras rolled, but it was good to get started.
    Trinity had studied the pictures of Apolo, wondering what kind of wife he might have. He wasn't smiling in any of his photographs, making her wonder if he was a serious or cold man. In that case, she thought he might perhaps be drawn to a warm woman, someone easygoing who loved to laugh. Perhaps he was looking for someone who took her life seriously, but who always let him in on the joke. That was what she started with, and from there, she

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