Book 3 || Taming Prince Charming || Harry Styles

Chapter 20

Her view.

This is vulnerable Harry, a Harry I haven't seen before.
"It should be easy for me," he sighs. "Everyone sees me as this man who has it all figured out."
"Maybe that's because that's what you portray."
"Perhaps." He nods. "I'm human like everyone else. My feelings get hurt. My heart breaks. My ego becomes bruised. I feel pain. I feel happiness. I feel sadness. I'm confused, and I'm also one hundred percent in control of my emotions at any given time."
"So you're human, then?" I bite my lower lip and sigh. "Why'd you have to go and act all human when I was ready to call you some sort of emotionless robot?"
"You're unlike every girl I've known and met, Cassidy. We shouldn't be compatible. We're from two different worlds, yet somehow this works. Somehow you know just what to say to put me in my place and remind me that I'm not a god."
"Or a demi-god either," I add.
"Yes, I'm just a human being."
"Quite a rude human being as well. You've been really quite rude to me."
"You think so?" He raises an eyebrow at me and smiles.
"I more than think so. You basically insinuated I was a whore."
"But still I found you in my bed."
"Only because..." I glare at him and stop talking.
"Only because you found my body totally irresistible." He laughs. "You couldn't keep your hands off me."
"Yes, I could and can."
"Fine." He reaches over and runs his hands down the V-neck of my dress. "I can't keep my hands off your porcelain skin. I can feel your heart beating through my fingertips. I want to be inside of you right now." He leans towards me. "I want my tongue to be nestled up under your dress where your vibrator sits patiently, ready and waiting to bring you to orgasm whenever I please."
"You're obsessed with sex," I breathe out, feeling horny as I imagine him licking up my juices.
"No, my dear Cassidy. I'm obsessed with you."

***

The plane lands about an hour later, and a limousine is waiting for us at the private airport.

"Where are we?" I ask curiously as I look out of the window at the tall dark trees.
"We are in Delmar."
"Where?"
"It's a small country that was found a thousand years ago."
"It's not very famous."
"That's how Caspar and his family like it."
"Who is Caspar?"
"You don't know Caspar?"
"Not unless he's Casper the Friendly Ghost."
"Casper is the crown prince of Delmar," he says softly, and my body begins to tremble with nerves. How am I going to act around another prince?
"In fact, all the men at the party are princes. I think I told you that before, did I not?" he continues.
"I'm not sure." My jaw drops as we pull up to a castle on a hill. It looks majestic and scary in the night sky. "Are you sure we're not in Transylvania?" I ask softly, half-joking.
"No, no." He grins. "Casper's ancestors were really into the gothic look."
"The castle looks scary," I say as we get out of the limo.

"Don't worry, no vampires are going to come out and bite you tonight, though I can't promise you that no teeth will be in your skin."
"Harry!" A loud voice calls out to us. I turn around to see who's coming, but can only make out the man's silhouette.
"Casper." Harry's tone changes, and I watch him carefully. "It has been a while since I saw you last."
"I've been busy."
"So I've heard." The man stops in front of us and I gasp as I stare up at his face. He's possibly the most handsome man I've ever seen in my life. In fact, he's possibly so handsome that he's beautiful. He has the most vibrant blue eyes I've ever seen, and his short blond hair is cropped low.

He stands before me in a black tuxedo with a huge smile on his face. He bows down and then reaches for my hand and then kisses it.
"Hello, beautiful." He grins at me. "I'm Casper."
"I'm Cassidy," I respond and swallow hard. I can feel Harry staring at me, but I can't take my eyes from Casper. He really captivates me, and I can feel my heart beating, fast.
"Cassidy's with me." Harry steps forward and puts his hand around my waist. His fingers press into my side, and I can feel the tension in the air.
"You always did have good taste." Casper continues smiling, but his eyes never leave my face as he speaks.
"Yes, I have." Harry's tone is dry. "Are we going to go inside?"
"Of course." Casper nods. "The party is in full force. You both have your masks?"
"Yes." I speak up and pull the gold mask on so that it's covering my eyes.
"Beautiful." He smiles and I see his eyes fall to my breasts.
"Thanks," I say back lightly as we walk through the castle doors.