In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 391

"Is that what you think?" Niko's voice was dangerously quiet. "That your only value is as a... what? A royal broodmare?"

"It's the reality of our position," she insisted. "The Wystovian crown needs an heir. You need an heir. And I can't—" Her voice broke.

Niko crossed the distance between them in three long strides, his hands gripping her shoulders.

"Listen to me," he said fiercely. "I don't want a divorce."

"You say that now, but in five years? Ten? When there's still no child? When the pressure becomes unbearable?" She tried to pull away. "I'm giving you an out, Niko. The chance to find someone who can give you what you need."

"What I need?" Anger flashed in his eyes. "Did it ever occur to you to ask me what I need? What I want?"

"I know what you want—" But Keira words echoed from his mouth.

"No," he interrupted, his voice rough with emotion. "You clearly don't."

He released her shoulders, running both hands through his hair in frustration before meeting her gaze again.

"I need you, Amelia. Not some hypothetical child. You." His voice dropped, becoming almost raw. "I love you."

Amelia froze, staring at him in disbelief. In three years of marriage, neither had spoken those words.

"You... what?"

"I love you," he repeated, more softly this time. "I started loving you that day in the botanical gardens, when you asked me if I resented having my path so clearly defined. When you told me you'd dreamed of studying literature."

Amelia's heart pounded so loudly she was certain he must hear it.

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