Royal Stripper by Sienna Valentine

It seemed like the perfect cover. Crown Prince or not, I was tired of all of the pressures back home. Get married. Start a family. Ensure the royal bloodline remained intact. Do your duty. It was too much stress and almost led me to trusting the wrong woman. It would have been a catastrophic mistake, and one that I vowed never to make again. So I escaped to America and found a job that ensured I would stay surrounded by beautiful, horny women that wanted nothing more than to have a good time with no expectations about anything long term. Everyone got what they wanted. I was like the Robin Hood of sexual desire, doling it out to those in need. Like I said, it was the perfect plan. Until I met Ally.