Lone King (King Brothers #4)

Chapter 1

CHAPTER ONE

M arius

They say save the best for last, so that must be what this is. I guess it’s my turn to have my story told. Not that it could ever be the whole story. With how close I play my cards to the vest, how could it?

I learned at a very early age to let few people know what I’m actually doing. Most of my life, I’ve been the middle King. Two brothers before me and two brothers after me left me being the exact middle of the pack.

So what did that mean? Well, Matthias was the oldest, so he got all the pressure.

And Ronan was the youngest, so he had a much easier time compared to the rest of us.

Theo was usually a dick. Surprised to finally hear someone say that?

Yeah, it’s not nice to speak ill of the dead, but did you notice how he treated Ava all those years?

Dude actually thought he could dip his wick anywhere he chose and she’d always be waiting for him.

Serves him right that Matthias took her for himself.

And he wasn’t the only brother Theo dicked over.

As for Kellen, he’s always been the brother who prided himself on being out of control.

I’m pretty sure that was an attention seeking ploy since he wasn’t cool with simply being the second to youngest King.

Now that leaves only me out of the five of us to have his story told. Unlike my younger brother, I never wanted anyone to know what I was doing. Wild or not, it’s best to keep your business on the down low. The less people know, the better.

That means that most people who know my family know next to nothing about me. They can point to my being a photographer or a great pool player. Some mention how they’ve seen my pics in major publications, which is always nice. But truth be told, they really have no idea who I am.

And I love it that way.

Now that it’s time for my story, there are a few things you need to remember or nothing you read after this will make sense. (Like that reference to the beginning of A Christmas Carol? No? Leave the references to the bears? Got it. Let’s move on.)

First, I’ve never hated love. I seem to, especially to my brothers, but no, I do not and never have hated love. Who the hell hates love? Sounds like something a psychopath would say.

What I hated was finding out the first woman I ever loved was a gold digger who only wanted me for my family’s money.

Imagine someone dating me only for money when there are so many other great benefits.

So fuck Maia. I heard she ended up marrying some insurance guy.

Good. I hope for nothing more than for her to get what she deserves.

Second, I prefer to keep my business to myself, and that includes hiding things from my brothers.

None of them appreciate the kind of life I want to live, so why keep them in the loop?

It’s enough for them to think I spend my time snapping pictures of beautiful women on beaches and then sleeping with them.

Third, and this one is the most important thing to remember, I’ve been hiding something big from everyone in the world but the one person who means the most to me.

So, are you ready? Buckle up because this is going to be a wild ride. Just remember those three things because they’re going to be important. No, there won’t be a quiz after. Don’t be a smartass.

Without further ado, it’s time for this King brother to get his happily ever after. Let’s see how it goes.