Prince of the ghetto MxM (Staten Krown)

12

"I can't."

Marcus looked over at me. There was shock in his eyes. He wasn't expecting that. The words came out of my mouth before I wanted them to. After I said it he looked over at me almost as though I had just wounded the fuck out of him.

"Wow..."

"Marcus."

"No I get it," Marcus replied shaking his head, "I'm not good enough."

"It's too soon..."

"Too soon? I've known you since we were kids. What the fuck do you mean too soon?" Marcus asked shaking his head, "Oh wait...I know...Jalen. I forgot."

I shook my head.

"It's more than just Jalen."

"Right. Plus the fact that you are a prince."

I walked over to Marcus. I don't know what I was hoping to do but I just started to kiss him. I started to kiss him so hard. I kissed him so hard that he literally pushed away from me at that moment. He literally pushed me.

"I apologize," he replied after seeing how hard he pushed me.

I shook my head, "Don't. Listen. I love you. I do. I just. I'm a spoil little brat. I'm used to getting everything that I want. The problem is when you are given everything you want sometimes it gets hard to decide what you want."

"Simple. Do you want me or Jalen?"

I thought about it.

"I've always wanted you."

"Then what's the issue..."

Marcus wasn't having it. It was clear he wasn't having it. I wasn't used to him being so sharp with me. I wasn't used to him speaking his mind. A part of me wanted him to be like this but a part of me was scared of it. A part of me was scared that I was getting exactly what I deserved. I had juggled my desires like jewels. Everything was a game to me.

I knew I should have taken this more serious.

I knew I should have made my point.

"We don't have to get married Marcus," I replied, "Jalen offered to come back with me. He wanted to help me rule. Why won't you make the same offer?"

Marcus laughed. It wasn't a laugh as though he found something funny. He was amused by something. He was taken back by something. There was a difference here.

Marcus looked over at me at that moment and shook his head.

"So this isn't even about Jalen. This is about the throne."

"It's my birth right..."

I didn't get how he expected me to just walk away from it all. How did he expect me to walk away from the only thing that I was born to do.

All I knew was being a prince. All I knew was being royalty.

Now Marcus was asking me to give that all up?
Just like that.

"Marcus."

"I know what going back will be like. Jalen will be fine with it. I won't be. Simple as that."

I shook my head, "You can't even compromise though?"

"Compromise? Compromise! I'll have to be bowing to you. I'll have to be subservient to you. I don't want that. Not in the way that you are thinking. Because I'm in love with you. I want to be equal. That isn't going to work for me."

Marcus was pushing back in the most brutal way. It was really getting to me how he was just going back at me though.

I didn't know what I was doing but I felt myself pressed up against his back. His strong dark tone. His muscles. His cologne. Everything about him turned me on. A part of me could be happy here. I knew that a part of me could be happy here. A part of me could love him. But I was a prince. That is what I was.