My Prince | 2

15 | I Love You Rome

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I need more time! I wasn't ready, "Ryan, he is here!" I ran from the bathroom back to my room, looking at myself in the full-length mirror, smoothening out my red velvet dress, adjusting the strapless top, making sure it didn't fall any lower, fixing the small clip that held the few strands of hair behind my head.

"You look beautiful Haze," Ryan leaned his head on my shoulder, looking at me through the mirror, "Thank you. Let's just hope Roman thinks that too" Ryan spun me around, meeting his icy blue eyes, "Of course he will" He kissed my forehead.

"Now go," He handed me my velvet clutch, "Have fun!" I walked out of my bedroom, took a deep breath and made my way down the stairs.

Roman's back is facing me, I see a small peek of the bouquet in his hand, my heart clenches. My heels cling to the wooden staircase, I'm almost to the bottom when he turns around.

His hair is gelled back, he wore a maroon blazer with matching slacks, black loafers that matched his bow tie, "Hi Princess" He extended his hand, placing my hand in his I could feel the heat running up my arm, electrocuting my heart.

"You look gorgeous" He kissed my cheek, "Are those for me?" I looked down at the flowers, he nodded. I take the bouquet of red tulips from his hand, burying my face in them, inhaling the fresh smell.

"Thank you," I handed the flowers to Mia. I grabbed my coat from the coat hanger, Roman helped me put it on before we exited out of the door.

We step into the elevator, looking at the mirror infront of me, my eyes land on Roman who is grinning wide at me, "Did I tell you how fucking beautiful you look?" His lips latched onto my neck, sucking on it.

Feeling dizzy, hard for me to concentrate on what he is doing until I feel his hand slip under my dress, "Roman!" I push him away from him, laughter gleams in his eyes.

I turn around, looking in the mirror to see the light bruises on the side of my neck, "Roman!" I whined, "Look at what you did!" I opened my clutch to find something in there to help, I hardly wear make-up or even carry extra in my bag.

I close the bag, mad at myself but even madder at how I missed his lips on me, "I won't do anything, I just want to kiss you," The seductive smile playing on his lips told me he wanted to do way more than just a kiss on the lips.

"No, nuh-uh, you stay right there Smith" I stretched my hand out, to keep a bit of distance between us, "Please," He fake pouted, I groaned in frustration, "One Kiss," He pulled me by the waist, plastered his hard body against mine, "One, kiss."

His lips covered mine in a long warm kiss that left me short of breath. I wasn't ready to come up for air, I wanted his taste to last longer, our tongues dance amongst each other, tangling together.

We pull away, leaning our foreheads against each other, "I wanted to do that all day," He says breathlessly.

When the elevator dings, we pull apart but when I look at Roman, my eyes immediately dart to his lips, "Oh no," I quickly try to smudge the access lipstick that appeared on his lips away.

The doors to the elevator slowly open and I see Hayden standing infront of it, "Hayden?" He looks just as startled, "Hazel?"

"What are you doing here?" I told him we were meeting tomorrow, now Roman is going to be asking me questions, "I told you we were meeting tomorrow," I glare at him, "I...I just came to pick up my car...yeah, my car" He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Your car?" I massage the bridge of my nose, "Remember I left it here last week when I took an Uber home" Oh...my...fucking...god, I look to Roman whose eyes are blazing with anger, "Julian will you take Hayden to his car."