The Duchess's Decision

A few years ago, I was an impoverished cocktail waitress. Then I fell in love with Prince Max – he of the impossibly cute dimples, the nickel sized cleft in his chin, and the six pack abs so ripped I mended them every night with my tongue. We got married and I was walking-into-walls deliriously happy. I didn’t expect entitled, greedy thieves to arrest Max in an attempt to overthrow the monarchy. I didn’t plan on being I didn’t suspect Leo still had ‘feelings’ for me which makes this whole thing Now Leo, my party-hard Ladies-in-Waiting and I must travel to Sicily to the Festival of the Three Kings to track down the basic, bug-eyed, 'prince of trashlandia' cheater/opportunist who lays claim to the throne. It’s three days of Lucy will get her HEA at the end of The Duchess’s Decision. “… and friendship. There were and again the heartbreak. Thank goodness Vivian and… finally got their HEA!” BCherry27 The Duchess’s Decision © 2018 is the re-imagined, more explicit version of Royally Wed: The Cock-Up © 2017. Additional content has been added to the original story.