Enemies to lovers. Irresistably captivating.
Kentaro has to assassinate Fiorella - an Italian Princess. He has to pretend to like her even after what her family did to his. But she doesn't like him at all. Kent has to earn her trust. But what wasn't...
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Previously...
"No. Don't touch me - I swear I'll kill you." My teeth were grinding.
"Awhh, that's adorable, Ella darling." He said sweetly. It pissed me off.
"Ella? Darling? " Him calling me Ella was weird. "You can't call me that. No one calls me Ella. And you out of all people can't call me darling." I scoffed and turned around on my bed.
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I woke up, my hair was all over my face and my eyelids were slowly closing with each passing second. I brushed my hair out of my face with my fingers and slowly got up, trying to not step on Kentaro's mattress. It looks like he's still sleeping. I was walking and just about to cross over the mattress when suddenly I fell. Kentaro grabbed my ankle and I fell onto his chest. Was this guy crazy? He grabbed my ankle in his sleep and nearly made me fall to impending doom - him! Ugh. But before I could realise it, he sat up, leaning against the wall with me seated on his lap. "When I said we could be friends, I didn't mean this way, sweetheart" He was smirking. Smirking. This guy was unbelievable.
"You're disgusting." My eyes narrowed and I quickly jerked myself away from him. "Are you sure I'm disgusting, Ella darling, or is it your thoughts about me?" The corner of his mouth was pointed up and he let out a soft laugh. I rolled my eyes and kicked his side. "Take a shower. Hurry up." I didn't even notice he was shirtless until I looked at his body. "Why are you shirtless?" I said, quickly turning away while covering my eyes. "You are disgusting." He just let out a low chuckle, fixed his hair, and got up to walk towards the bathroom. I sat on my bed and clutched my chest above my heart, breathing heavily. What was happening? He hasn't even been here for a full 24 hours and it's already chaos.
I combed through my hair with my hairbrush. Eliza was told to not come into my room until Kentaro exited the room. So now I have to get ready myself. I brushed through the knots and tangles while looking at the mirror. My hair was a mess: my eyes were drooping, and my energy was low. That guy didn't let me get a single second of sleep without being paranoid. He feels off to me, but at the same time, he's a normal (weird) guy. I shook my head trying to get my thoughts of him out of my system.
I heard the bathroom door unlock and he came out looking majestic. His body was covered in water droplets, his hair was wet and straight, and one towel wrapped around his waist - while his strong arms were using the other towel to dry his hair. My eyes were disobeying me and glancing at his abs. They looked as if they could cut through stone. His biceps were toned and powerfully built. He let out a small cough and I snapped out of my delusions. "I know I look amazing, darling, but I need some privacy to change. Unless you want to look," My eyes widened and I went pink. "No! As if! I have a type, and you're the complete opposite, jerk." I turned my head to the side, swiftly and scoffed. I looked up when I heard him say, "So your type is a skinny nerd that talks about chess?" He knew what he was doing. He was trying to make me admit that he would be an exception even if I had a type. He's a self-obsessed jerk. idiota*.
I got up, pushing him aside with my shoulders and entered the bathroom to shower. The tub smelt like his soap. Sage. Now that I think about it, he smelt like sage coated in dew. I stepped into the bathtub and turned the shower on. I turned on the faucet and the piercing cold water hit me and I let out a shriek. I heard footsteps running towards the bathroom door. I could see him walking towards me with his eyes closed - careful not to see into the glass wall that had a view of the bathroom. He knocked on the door. "Ella? Are you okay?" He sounded worried. "You idiot, you used up all the hot water. It's freezing." I exclaimed. "I'm sorry, darling. Next time, I'll use the cold water." His voice was muffled since the door was in between but he sounded so sincere that it was weird. I quickly finished my shower and wrapped myself in my warm, cosy towel. I quickly changed into yet another dress and stepped out of the bathroom. And I think, just for a second, I saw Kentaro's eyes filled to the brim with lust that looked like it could all come spilling out within a second. Then he blinked and it went away.
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I went down for breakfast and mother and father had already left to secure duties in town. I sat down at the table and gestured towards Kentaro to sit down across me. The table could seat 12 people. The chefs came in with today's menu: Eggs, bacon, french toast, and an Italian special - maritozzi. I love maritozzi. "What's this?" Kentaro said - his brow arching. "It's maritozzi. It's a delicious bread with a unique tradition" I replied. There is a whole story about maritozzi "If you don't mind, could you tell me what it is?" His eyes were pleading. "Sure. On Valentine's Day, the future husband has to give his promised spouse a maritozzo. Maritozzo means 'almost husband'. And the maritozzo has to have an engagement ring or jewel in it. Usually, girls looking for husbands would make maritozzi. I think it's a little cute."I said while scarfing the maritozzo down. Then, Kentaro replied: "I think it's whack. How can you just find someone with a pastry? What if they're not right for you?" I thought about it for a while. "Yeah, but it would be nice if my future husband got me one with a ring in it. But my mom and dad are probably going to get me married to a man who wants children with me and then abandon me for the throne."
I coughed out some of the bread and started choking. Kentaro got up, ran towards me and gave me his glass of water while stroking my back. Shivers of electricity went thrumming up and down my spine, making me cough more. I quickly chugged the water. I got up from my chair and stopped Kentaro from touching me. Every time someone touched me, I hated it. I hated how it reminded me of my dad's abusiveness and the power he held above me. I don't want the crown to Vienna at all. But if it'll make me stronger than my parents, I'd kill for it.
"I told you - to not touch me," I spoke roughly, "Didn't I?" There was a moment of silence until he said "I'm your bodyguard, Ella, my job is to not let you die. I can't lose my job over a stupid mistake of choking on bread." I glared at him. He finished his food and excused himself to leave. He winked at me with a grin and slipped out of the room. This man was so annoying. I bet no one would give him a maritozzo.
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idiota* = idiot in Italian.
Anyways that's it for this chapter. I'll continue and chapter 4 will be released (fingers crossed) this weekend.
