America becomes a 6.America works in the palace making clothes and jewelry for the royal family and any guests. She is the head of that area of staff. But one day when she has to fit Maxon for a princely suit that is so fancy will they have an immed...
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I finish the suit that Alexander requested and since he didn't know his measurements I am winging it. I go upstairs and knock on his door. He opens it and says, "Hello beautiful." "Your highness, " I say. I hand him in the dress shirt and jacket. He takes his shirt off to try it on. He's ripped like I didn't think he worked out that much. "You can go in the bathroom for the pants, " I say. "Was planning on it, " he laughs. "So what's your life been like?" he asks. "Umm well here in Illèa we have a caste system if you aren't aware and I was a 5 and my family didn't have enough money and this job presented itself so I legally became a 6. This is ironic because my ex-boyfriend broke up with me. After all, he didn't want to be the reason I was a 6. After all, he was. Now I have my clothing line and a great boyfriend that I could talk about all day, " I laugh. "Wow! That must have been tough, " he called. "It was worth it, " I call back. "What about you?" I ask. "Well I've been training to become king since I was practically born and my ex-girlfriend passed away a few years ago and now well still training to be king but I have to find someone to become queen, " he says walking out of the bathroom fully dressed in his suit. "Oh wow I'm sorry for your loss, " I say. "Thanks." "So how does it fit?" I ask. "It's perfect...thank you, " he says. "Of course, " I respond. "Oh and America?" he inquires. "Yes?" I ask bewildered. "Look I'm sorry about everything before...i hadn't been around a girl in so long I forgot how to act though I know it's not an excuse. Plus my old girlfriend was quite rough so that's what I was used to. I'm sorry and I hope you can forgive me, " he apologizes. "Wow...sure Alexander we can be friends if you want, " I offer. "I would love that, " he smiles. "See ya later, " I say. "Later, " he responds. I leave and walk down the hall. I run into Maxon. "Hey, " I say. "Hey, America so the royal family of France stopped by for a few days and didn't tell us, " Maxon says. "Ugh...alright, " I say. "Where were you?" he asks. "I was bringing Alexander's suit to him, " I respond. "Are you okay?" Maxon asks. "Yeah and Maxon he isn't that bad...we should at least be allies with him, " I insist. "Why?" he asks. I tell him everything Alexander told me. "Oh wow...you're right, " Maxon says. "Come on, " I urge. "Where are we going?" he asks. "To make things right with him, " I demand. "Perfect, " Maxon agrees. We make everything right and then we go downstairs to greet the royal family of France. "Hi I'm Daphne!" the princess greets. "Your highness, " I say. "Hey Maxon, " she says. "Hi Daphne, " he responds. I meet the king and queen as well. We go to lunch. "So America how's life been?" Daphne asks. "It's been quite well...how about yours?" I ask. "Better now, " she responds. Huh? She confuses me. We talk for a while and then I remember I have a dress to finish so I can send the next shipment of dresses off. "I'm so sorry but I must go, " I say. "Everything okay?" Maxon asks. "Yes I just have a dress to finish before I can send off the shipment, " I say quickly. I rush down to my office to finish. It took me about an hour. Perfect timing too...the truck just got here. They collect the boxes and then leave. I walk upstairs to go find Maxon and I see him. I also see Alexander across the hall. I look at Maxon and Daphne has him pinned against the wall with her dress hanging off of her shoulder. They are kissing. I see it for only a moment before I run as fast as I can back to my office. I slam the door and just start crying. Maxon's POV... I push Daphne off of me. I wipe my lips. She was only kissing me for a moment and I hated it all. "How could you, " I glare. She just smirks. I go up to my office to finish my work for the day. America's POV... A knock comes at the door. "I swear if it's Maxon-" I start. The door opens and it's Alexander. "It's just me, " Alexander says closing the door. He walks over to me and sits down. "I'm sorry, " he says. "It's not your fault...and oh I'm sorry what can I help you with?" I say ripping my tears away. "I just came to see how you were...I saw the same thing you did, " he says. He puts a hand on my upper back and rubs it. I just ball my eyes out. Once I stop he says, "I can tell them you were busy with dresses or whatever if you don't feel like coming to dinner, " he says. "No thank you. I would like to see if this happens again or if Maxon tells me, " I say. "Smart...I can't believe he would do such a thing, " Alexander says. "Why?" I ask. "Well it seemed that he loves you so very much and any guy would be stupid to cheat on such a wonderful girl, " he says. "I think you're exaggerating, " I sniffle. "Well I'm not, " he shrugs. "Well I should get ready for dinner, " I say. "Would you like me to wait here?" he asks. "No thanks, " I say. He nods.
To be continued...
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