On his eighteenth birthday the young prince, Aleksei Leonardo Romero, was to be wedded to the Royal Greek princess. It was an arranged marriage that his great grandfather signed before his death.
Having pressure on to be the best king the country to...
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The night ended quicker than I expected. Everyone has departed to their own rooms in the mansion by quarter to ten.
Lek, Layla, and I were the only ones left. I walked Layla to her room while Lek went to get my medicine and some water for us.
"Right this way." I said as I walked ahead her opening one of the guest bedrooms. Just as I was about to the door handle, the phone in my hand went on. I moved to the side to check my notification motioning for Layla to open her room.
I heard the door open before the door was abruptly shut. My head snapped up and I saw Layla's hand on the doorknob.
"What happened?" I asked
"That bastard was there, naked" She replied, a thick Italian accent clearly noticeable from the words she was saying appalled.
"Dante?" I clarified and she nodded her head.
Thank goodness I did not open that door.
"Oh, Sorry about that. I thought he took his usual room. Here you can take Dante's usual room then" I replied walking towards the next room and this time her eyes laid on me.
"I am not opening it. I have traumatized myself more today than I have seen in my life." She states, and I shake my head, chuckling before knocking twice.
Since there was no reply, I opened the door to a thankfully empty room.
"Here you go" I said while pushing it wide open. She walked inside the room and I gave her a smile.
"I am heading to bed. Just call me if you need anything" I replied and she nodded her head as she settled her stuff down.
"Good Night"
"Night" I replied walking out of the room and closing the door behind me.
I swiftly headed for the stairs and took the steps to the next floor which is where Lek and I have to ourselves.
I reach the front of the room and our room and see the door partially open. Just as I enter, I see Lek take off his shirt.
I stop in my tracks to admire the work of art in front of me. As much as I hate to admit it, this man is too hot for me.
Like there is hot, but there is too hot.
That is Lek.
"Staring sweetheart?" I heard a raspy voice call out.
I did not realize how much I was staring until I heard his words. I immediately walked into the room and closed the door locking it.
"How can I not" I reply with my eyebrows raised.
"Careful sweetheart, you are going to make me think you love me more than necessary" He replied and I shook my head while approaching him he slipped his arms around my waist as he bent down and kissed my lips softly.
