Chapter25

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CHAPTER25

(Lady Juliette's POV)

The next day, I woke up at 5:00 and walked downstairs.

I felt someone grab my waist and pull me back to them. I smile and say "Hey."

Then, I smell alcohol.

"Hi, how are you, love?"

Oh, that isn't who I thought it was.

"Romeo?"

"Correct. I'm so sorry you thought I was your little boyfriend, Carter." He sneers.

"What's wrong with you?"

He pulls me closer and I start to wriggle, hoping to get away from him. He chuckles and brings me even closer.

"Juliette, I want you to have sex with me."

"No." I say hitting his shoulder.

"It's no use, darling."

His grip goes from my back to my waist and he firmly holds me. I let out a small whimper and bite my lip.

"Kiss me, Juliette."

I shake my head and try to step away, putting as much space between us as possible.

"Oh, but Juliette, you look so cute in your tight jeans and..." he trails off.

I close my eyes and imagine that I'm anywhere but here.

"Juliette, open your eyes." he says forcefully, scaring the crap out of me.

I open my eyes and look at him.

He says "Now, kiss me."

"I can't."

"Why? I know you want to."

"No I don't. I never fucking will."

Where did that come from?

"Maybe this will change your mind. I can imagine you laying on my bed in red, lace lingerie, kissing me. You take off my clothes and oh.." he trails off and I hear him harden against me.

Instantly, I have tears streaming down my face, silently of course. I was never the girl who sobs loudly.

He whispers "You're just so damn innocent, Juliette."

This makes a whole new set of tears brim at my eyes and fall down my face. That's when I hear footsteps around the corner and Romeo pulls me closer to him, closing the gap I made between us.

He leans in and whispers "So damn sexy."

I cringe and attempt to back away, still crying silently. Oliver looks at me and I bite my lip so hard that I taste a little blood. He runs over and pulls Romeo off of me.

"Have you been drinking?" Oliver asks.

"No!" Romeo raises his voice and I flinch.

"Leave Juliette alone. She obviously isn't fond of you. At all."

"I can't!" Romeo yells.

I sniff quietly and say "I'm going back upstairs.."

"No, wait!" Romeo grabs my wrist, hard.
I wince and look at my shoes.

"Look at me." he demands.

I look up and he asks "Now my love, would you like to listen to what I said earlier, or.."

"First of all I'm not your love. Second, I'm not some puppet you can play with. Third, if you would actually pay attention instead of snogging Samantha twenty four-seven, you would know that I'm engaged to your brother."

Romeo's grip tightens on my wrist and he says "You are my love and I want you to have sex with me."

"No! My god, are you deaf?"

Oliver says "Romeo, let go of her."

Damn. I've never heard Oliver sound that serious.

His grip on my wrist tightens to the point where I can feel it about to break. Oliver pulls him off of me.. again and tells him to go back to his room.

"Thank you." I say while rubbing my badly bruised wrist.

"What did he say to you?"

"He wanted to have sex with me.."

"Juliette-"

I cut him off by hugging him. He's still a lot taller than me, so I have to go on my tip toes.

"Are you going to tell Carter?"

"No, it will only cause drama."

He nods and I wave before walking away.
I go back to my room and get ready for the day. My maids decide to put my in a tulle skirt and black, tight, shirt. I also wear a lot of jewelry and a satchel. My makeup is natural and my heels are black and strappy.
It's a skirt day in the palace for the Royals and the Selected.

It's 6:17, so I wander around the palace. I end up walking through the garden, like usual.

"Hey, Juliette!" Carter yells and runs up to me, hugging me.

"Hi!" I say back and rub my eyes, acting like I'm tired, but I just want to make sure I don't look like I just cried.

"What's wrong?" Carter asks.

"Nothing."

"Something's definitely wrong."

"I'm just a bit tired."

"Please tell me."

"You can't get mad."

"Okay."

I tell him everything that happened and he says "Don't worry, the selection will be over tomorrow."

I grin and kiss him.

"So, who'd you choose?" I ask playfully.

"Oh this great girl. She's absolutely gorgeous, she's funny, she's brave, she's strong, she's shy, she's gorgeous-"

"You already said gorgeous." I say laughing and hit his shoulder.

"I did? Hmm, I guess that's what she especially succeeds in."

I smile and blush.

He leans down and kisses me, almost as if telling me 'it will all be over tomorrow.'

I can't wait.

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