Royal Masquerade

Chapter 18

Narcissus knocked almost impatiently on the door, and after a small eternity, the door was creaked open to reveal a very beautiful young woman looking back at him shyly. She looked like a goddess in her couture dress that reveals decent amount of flesh that could drive any men alive insane with wants and needs. Freshwater and ocean pearls were gracing her dress and body as accessories. Her hair was pulled up in a loose chignon with tendrils flowing out of it. Her makeup was light, only lipgloss and eye shadows were applied, but it was more than enough to make her stand out in a crowd of models. Astrea shine like an evening star before him. To say that she looks like a goddess is an understatement. She’s breathtaking. She looked just like when she’s standing at the altar during their royal wedding. Every inch of her radiate beauty and perfection.

“Do I look all right?” she asked shyly, peering through her eyelashes as he indulge in admiring her beauty. He almost missed her question. He stood before her like an ultimate fool, and not even realizing that he’s holding his breath in her presence.

“It’s a sin to look like that, Love,” his voice came out nothing more than a hoarse whisper. His expression was almost unchanged as he tried to compose himself once again. He tried to shake off her mesmerizing beauty that looks achingly like the bride he married.

“So, do I look all right?” she asked again, in her soft and unsure voice. He took her hands in his and pulled her closer to him before kissing the tips of her finger.

“You’re breathtaking.” he said, leaning over to kiss her softly on her lips. She taste like cherry wine, and the taste of her almost intoxicate him with desire for more.

“Thank you, though I must say, your credit card helps a lot. I really feel bad for spending like this,” she said, causing him to silence her with another passionate kiss.

“The money is well spent,” he said, pulling away from her, and looking rather smug.

“I missed you today,” she started and pulled him into an embrace, but he pulled away quickly from her. She frowned, wondering what had caused the rejection. A little but of hurt started to surface.

“We got to get out of here before I decide that the ball is not even worth going and ravish you here right here, right now,” he murmured sheepishly, causing her to giggle at his words.

“I’d rather be ravished.” she moved in closer and whispered into his ears. He laughed softly as she breathe in his scent.

“I’d rather not,” he laughed at her eager words. She caressed his hair lingering and look at him questioningly.

“You smell strangely like citrus, I didn’t know you even use cologne.” she told him. Narcissus choked at her words. So the juice scent is still there? He could have sworn that it was washed away.

“Well, it looks like you still don’t know a lot of things about me, darling,” he smiled at her as he spoke. that is the truth. She still doesn’t know a lot of things about him, or rather, she still haven’t notice a lot of things about him.

“I have a lot to learn about you, that, I admit,” she said suggestively, causing him to groan.

“We really need to get out of here,” he told her softly, and laced his fingers with her and lead her away from the temptation of the bedroom.

“So we do,” she laughed at how flustered he had become.

“Did you have fun today, darling?” he asked, wanting to start a conversation that will keep him from thinking about tossing her over his shoulder and make love to her all night long as he lead her down the stairs and to the door.