The Royal Misfit - z.m. [Major Reconstruction]

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Life would be heavenly if it were a fairy tale however sadly it's a living hell where you have to be vigilant and make efforts to make it a bed of roses.

Enjoy & vote please! x

Venus's p.o.v. :

Remember how sleeping beauty woke up by a blissfully magical kiss from a handsome prince? 

Well that is not exactly what happened with me.

I was woken up by a handsome prince indeed, but just not in the same fashion.

*Flashback*

My peacefully slumberous state under the soft sheets was suddenly  intruded by a manly scream that forced my eyelids to open wide instinctively.

And the next thing I knew; with a thud I was on the floor, pain ignited in my butt pain, my legs entangled in the sheets, the back of my head lifted up a bit with the support of my elbows and my mind trying to register, what in the fuçk did just happen?

Such a lovely good morning.

I grunted and winced, caressing my butt. Looking around I blinked my eyes and saw the familiar pure white room that I was given in this palace.

The room was quiet. I wonder did I had a dream and then fell off the bed?

It must be so. I do dream a lot.

Lethargically I gripped the side of the bed and kicked off the entangled sheets from my leg. Standing up, my body froze completely at the shocking  sight in front of me.

A shirtless man was laying on my bed with his back upright barely touching the headboard staring at me with wide eyes, mouth opened ajar with a bewildered look on his face .

I can guarantee my face mirrors the exact same expression.

Without wasting another minute, I filled my lungs with loads of oxygen and let out a loud ear piercing scream.

Looking at me in pure horror, he joined in the scream party too.

I paused when my lungs started burning in desperation for air.

Panting like a dog, probably sweating like one too I realised he had stopped screaming and was trying to calm his breath while staring at me in complete horror.

Am I that ugly?

We both stared at each other for what seemed like a minute but were only a few seconds.

"Did I have sex with you?" I croaked in my morning voice, checking him out whist trying to breath properly to come back from my still shocked phase.

Well he looked hot like a total Greek god. No doubt I wouldn't back away from shagging him.

"Shit, did we use condom?" I blurted before he could answer my previous question.

To which he just blinked a couple of times and with an exasperated look he opened and closed his mouth totally resembling a fish. A hot fish though.

But my groggy mind fails to recall a single thing!

I wasn't drunk last night and I clearly remember sleeping after returning from the kitchen neither do I recall meeting him before, so I definitely did not have sex with him.