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He dragged me through the dark streets of Paris. "Where are we going?", I asked. "I will take you to me. I told you that already.", he said. "You're too fast. I can't keep up with you!", I yelled after him. What happened next, threw me off guard completely. He turned around and lifted me up in bridal style.

"So Princess Emilia, your legs won't have to carry your beautiful body anymore.", he said, joking obviously. My alarm bells immediately rang. He knew. No he couldn't know. It was a joke, right? He must have noticed that I stiffened up. "Emilia, what's wrong?", he asked. "Nothing.", I said. "No, I don't believe you.", he said, "what's the real reason?"

"You said Princess. I don't like the king nor the royal family.", I lied. "Oh Emilia, it was a nickname for you." If he just knew.....
Soon we arrived at a house. The facade was white, he probably must have been rich. He opened the door. It was a cosy looking living room. A fireplace was at the wall and many books on it. On the table, that was underneath the window, were many scattered papers and pens.

"Welcome to my home. Do you like it?", he asked. He let me down. "It's beautiful. It fills me with warmth." "So can I. I can also fill you with something different.", he said with a smirk. I just laughed and blushed. "I'll get the fireplace started. But before I'll do that, I'll get you some clothes to change. You're soaked to the bone.", he said. And with that, he went up the stairs.

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He came back with a white shirt for me. "It's all I have. I'm sorry. But I think it's long enough.", he said. I chuckled. "Thank you." "I'm gonna go to give you some privac—." "No, you can stay. You have seen me like this twice.", I said. "Okay, then, let me help you.", he said. He walked behind me and sat down. He helped me undress and dress in his white shirt. For the final step, he took my wet hair and put it in a nice bun.

"I don't know how this works but I think it's suits you.", he said. "Thank you.", I said while turning to him. His hands went down my shoulders and stopped at my waist. He pulled me closer to him. Warmth spread in my body. And no, it wasn't because of the fireplace. "Emilia, I love you so much.", he said. "I nodded. "I love you so much too.", I responded. His head snapped up and he flashed me a big smile.

Then he connected his lips with mine. It was magical. We parted when we needed to breathe again. I yawned and he laughed. "Why are you laughing?" "Because you make me so happy. I want to be with you.", he said. "I want to be with you too.", I said. "Then let's be together. You and me. I won't pressure you into saying yes." "Oh, you know I'd say yes. Always.", I said.

He laughed and kissed me again. "What do you wanna do now?", he asked with a smirk. "Oh no, not tonight. How about you show me your bedroom? I mean, so we can go to sleep?", I asked. He chuckled. "Sure, that's what you meant honey." "Alexandre, be serious.", I said. "You're the first person in a long time, who calls me by my first name.", he said. "Does that bother you?" "No, my first name sounds good on your lips."

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We cuddled for a long time in bed. I eventually fell asleep in his arms.

(A/N: whooo they're together now. Please leave some feedback on this book and/or my writing below )

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