Justin Bieber
"Both of you, come in, sit down," her father's voice was low and firm.
I gulped nervously and held Ariana's hand tighter. She sat beside me and her father looked up at us both.
He looked at Ariana first and she looked at him. Anger was evident in his eyes.
"How could you?," he asked.
She looked down and then over at me.
I nodded, telling her to speak up.
"I fell in love with him," she said, but her eyes never left mine.
"No! No ma'am! That is not acceptable, he is not for you Ariana Grande!," her father stood up, and his fists balled.
"I love him daddy! You can't stop me! You have no idea how much we care about each other, I want to be with him," she stood up, and looked her father dead in the eyes.
"No." He whispered.
"What?," Ariana and I both asked.
"No, you will not be with him, he is not good enough Ariana," he shook his head.
"Excuse me?," I stood up this time.
"Daddy!," Ariana shouted.
"It's true! He's a fucking delinquent! The only reason I hired him, is because his whiny mother begged me to, so he could get off his lazy ass and do something useful for once in his damn life!," he snapped.
I almost flew across the table when he talked about my mother. But my princess made me realize I couldn't.
I wouldn't fight in front of her.
"You take that back right now! His mother is amazing, and she loves Justin as much as I do! He's not lazy!," Ariana snapped.
"He's a delinquent and you will not see him! Am I fucking clear?," his eyes glared at Ariana's glossy ones.
Here it comes..
Tears spilled out of them and she covered her mouth. "How can you do this to me.." She whispered.
"Ariana.." He said.
"No! You don't do this to me father! I love him with all my heart and you can't keep me away!,"
"Ariana, let me have a little chat with Justin, alone," her father said.
"No," she shook her head.
"Princess, it's fine, go, I'll see you in a bit," I reassured her.
She looked at her father, then at me. "Promise?," she asked.
"Promise angel," I confirm.
She nods, and wraps her little arms around me, and places a kiss to my lips briefly.
She walks out and the door closes.
"So why did Ariana have to leave? What is it you want to say to me?," I narrowed my eyes.
"You love my daughter? You really want her to be happy?," he asks.
What kind of question is that..
"Of course, I'm in love with her," I answer easily.
"Then leave," he says.
I scrunch my eyebrows together in confusion. "Excuse me sir?," I ask.
"Leave Justin, and never come back, you want Ariana to be happy, you will leave and let her be with someone better,"
"Are you kidding me?," I raise my eyebrows.
"No. You know you two won't last, and Ariana needs someone who will marry her, so they can run the kingdom together, and you my boy.. aren't fit for that job," he looks me up and down, disapproval clear on his face.
"You can't do this, sir I love her, and I'd never hurt her, you have to believe me, I want to marry her, I do, I just-- she's my everything," I blab to him.
He nods and entwines his hands together. "Then get the fuck out of my office, leave, don't come back, or else.."
"Or else what?," I challenge.
"I'd hate for something to happen to you son.. especially if you're not a good swimmer," he says.
"Are you threatening me?," I ask, my jaw clenched.
"What the fuck do you think, you delinquent? Go now, don't say a word to Ariana, go and never ever come back for her," he shoos me away.
"Sir--,"
"GO!," he booms, slamming his fists against the mahogany wood table.
I stand up and walk out of his office. My heart is beating out of my chest wildly.
I walk to the front door of the big house, and stop. What the fuck am I doing?
I turn around and run upstairs to Ariana's room. She lets me in and we're both crying.
"What happened?," she asked.
I explain everything to her. "That bastard," she shakes her head.
"I couldn't leave you," I mumbled, rubbing my nose against hers.
She smiled and kissed me softly.
"I know.. don't worry, I'll keep our secret extra confidential this time," she whispers, before our lips reconnect.
Pretty soon were both naked and I'm making love to her again. We seem to do that a lot.
But fuck it.
I love her, and her sweet body.
"J-justin!," she moaned, as I thrusted in and out of her.
"Fuck," I grunt, feeling her tight walls clench around me.
"Oo yes papí! F-faster!," she moans, her nails digging into my skin.
I smirk and continue pleasuring her, as she moans out my name endlessly.
I love fucking my princess.
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Do you now.. 💅🏼 another chapter of Princess. Justin doesn't listen very well, and to top it off, he's fucking her again.. hope the king doesn't hear.. 😏
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