Command Me

A man with the world at his feet, and he stole a kiss from me.
It should have ended there, since I had no idea who he was.
Except that kiss was caught by someone's camera, and now the picture is splashed on tabloids all over the world.
I should have recognized him: Prince Alexander of Cambridge.
Royal bad boy.
Exiled heir to the throne.
He's controlling. He's demanding. He's dangerous.
He warns me to stay away-that the press and his family will destroy me. I should run, but I can't.
The last thing I expected was that I'd fall in love, especially since he never will...