All Chapters of Royal Sins : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Atlas woke up gasping.His body jerked forward, his chest rising and falling like he had just run for his life. “…no…”His voice came out hoarse. His hands clenched the sheets. Some parts were wet with his cum stained on his pants. Atlas shut his eyes tightly.“Damn it…”He dragged a hand down his face, trying to shake the memory off.“This is not happening.”He was folding the sheets, something he hasn’t done in years when the door opened.Philip walked in with a tray of Atlas's favorite morning tea. He stopped two steps inside the room, surprised by what he saw. Prince Atlas was folding his bed sheets. Philip looked at the sheets, looked at Atlas. Then set the tray down on the side table, took the sheets from Atlas’s hands, examined it before dropping it into the laundry basket, saying nothing.Not one word.He simply went back to the table, poured the tea, and set it where Atlas would reach for it.Philip didn’t say anything. But Atlas felt it.And it irritated him that he had

“Do you want to touch it?” Jacob asked without flinching. He noticed that Atlas was staring and looking away quickly to avoid being caught. Atlas’s throat moved. He swallowed. He moved his hands, he didn’t know when he went close. Trying to feel the warmth of Jacob’s cock, then he remembered himself. And withdrew his hands. “You don’t have to run from it,” Jacob said. Quietly. “I’m not going to tell anyone. I’m not going to use it against you.” He paused. “I want this as much as you want it too.” “I don’t know how to do this,” he said. His voice came out rougher than he intended.“I know,” Jacob said.“I’m not…I haven’t …” He stopped. “There’s never been anyone. There’s never been a person I…”“I know that too.”“How…do you know that?” Atlas asked.Jacob looked at him steadily. “Because if there had been, you wouldn’t be laying over there shaking.”Jacob drew Atlas closer to him and kissed him, “I have always dreamt about this.” Atlas said while Jacob kissed him. Atlas touched hi

The council chamber had a particular smell when things were about to get uncomfortable.Atlas had noticed this years ago, today’s meeting was about him. His father was at the head of the table, staring at him with the expression of “I knew this was coming and I want you to know that I tried to prevent it.”Atlas took his seat.“Gentlemen,” the king said. “Let’s begin.”Lord Harwick set down his papers.“Your Majesty,” he said. “With due respect, the council wishes to raise the matter of succession as regards to our last meeting that was adjourned.”The king signaled him to continue.“Prince Gaius has announced his intention to marry and is requesting a wedding date to be fixed,” Harwick continued. He had the decency not to look at Atlas while he said it, which Atlas gave him credit for. “This is a welcome news. However, it raises a question that the council has been sitting with, for some time.” He paused. “Prince Atlas is the eldest son. He is of age. He has been of age for more tha

“Fuck,” Atlas whispered to himself, rubbing his hand over his face. “I’m doing this, for real.” He had just asked Jacob out. And Jacob said yes with a crooked smile that made Atlas’s knees weak. Prince Atlas stood at the edge of Jacob’s farm happy that he is taking a risk that could get him ruined for life He heard footsteps behind him and turned. It was Phillip, “Your Highness, it’s getting late. We need to return to the palace.”“I’m not going back today, Phillip.” Atlas said, proud of what he did. “I asked Jacob out today. He said yes. We’re… officially a couple. And I’m sleeping over today.”Phillip nearly dropped to the ground . His mouth opened, closed, then opened again. “Your Highness… Atlas. You can’t. If anyone finds out you spent the night outside the palace, especially with a man…”“I know the risks,” Atlas cut in. “But I’m tired of hiding who I am. Jacob makes me feel alive. I want this. I love him.”Phillip stared at him searching the prince’s face, to see if he could

Atlas stormed down the corridor of the palace, lost in his thoughts and nearly collided with Lady Maris.She stood there in a gown of deep crimson silk that hugged her curves. Her lips curved into a smile. “Your Highness. What a happy accident.”Atlas forced a polite nod, already stepping back. “Lady Maris. If you’ll excuse me…”But she moved faster, slipping her arm through his. “Walk with me, your highness.”They ended up on a stone bench. Maris sat too close, her thigh pressing against his through the fabric. She leaned in, with one hand resting lightly on his knee.“You look tense, Prince Atlas,” she said in a bedroom voice as her fingers traced small circles on his leg. “A future king shouldn’t carry the world alone. Let me ease some of that burden.” She tilted her head, her breasts brushed Atlas arm as she whispered, “I could make you feel things no one else can. Right here. No one would know.”Atlas gently but firmly removed her hand. “Lady Maris, I appreciate the concern, but