The Russian guy

Part 3

Two days later I was still planning how to get myself out of that situation but unfortunately I couldn't think about a solution. I had to marry so I could accept the crown, and in my defense, I didn't even want the fucking crown.

I was so bored by those two days that seemed like hell, so I thought about going to that bar again, hopefully I wouldn't see those guys again.
-hey, you here again?
-what? Oh hi, hmmm I... was bored. That's it. I wanted to calm my mind.
- wow, how can a girl like you be here without every dude looking at you?
- Well I kinda love being here without anyone looking. Sounds different.
- really? Are you that popular on your own city?
- shut up you don't know anything - I said looking straight to one of the boys I saw last time.
- and you are...
-Alex, can't you remember?
- right sorry.

He was pretty nice. But damn, the boy always in the back of the group, he acted like he didn't want anything with anybody, I needed to get to know him.
- And hmm, what's the chances of you showing me that boy...? - I pointed to him giving a little smile, maybe I sounded like a bitch, but that made me completely forget about my problems in the kingdom so, fuck it.

-Oh this dude right here? - Alex called him in the same second - Ben, guess who's the lucky guy.

Ben... that's right... he looked at me with a smile on his handsome face, and I started admiring him as we stood there in silence for half a minute.
He asked for a drink and we started having a decent conversation, not dirty, but amazing, he didn't actually look like the others, but way better.

-Hi
-Hi
-I'm Ben
- Nice to meet you, I'm Ella.
-Ella, like, the princess? Princess Ella?
I stopped there trying to figure out what to say, and interrupted my own internal conversation. - no, just a random girl with the same name I guess.

He understood the irony of my words, and laughed at me, but I felt something I never felt in my life, maybe it was just the drink or maybe I was tired. Just thought about what that mouth could do.

After a long time his friends were leaving and he refused to go just to stay with me for a little longer. The bar was now full and it was playing "River" in the background. What a great time to stop talking and start kissing uh?
Well he didn't, and even though we were both desperate for a good fuck, the respect for each other was bigger.

That made me remember when I dated a boy named William, he never did anything to make me happy, and I had to break up with him because I was so tired of that. And also I thought I was more into girls after that shitty relationship.
But omg this dude... he's hotter than anybody I have ever seen.

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