Royal Temptations

Bonus Chapter 1

So here we are. Wowza. I never pictured getting to THIS point, that's for sure.

Just a forewarning for everyone I don't know if this is going to be in chronological order. I'm just gonna write whatever I think up. But I think it's only right we start at the catalyst for most of this story's plot. You ready? Here we go...

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Yixing's POV

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"But father," I kind of half whined. "I don't want to go out and do something today." Which at least was the truth. The last couple of months he'd really cracked down on me, shipping me off on date after date. It was exhausting. It was suffocating. I was tired of being paraded around like a Barbie doll. It was Saturday. I only wanted to eat breakfast in my favorite lounge next to my room with Luhan, in our pajamas, watching random shows on the TV.

"I don't care what you think." Father's cold tone sliced through the silence. My covers were tossed aside, and I winced at the sunlight streaming through the crack in my curtains. "Jiang Ying Yue's family is a very powerful one. They control a lot of the northern country." I pondered that for a minute. Most of my other dates were of a more minor royalty status. Ladies and young wealthy common folk. We knew of the Jiangs of course. We kept a close eye on them.

"Alright," I agreed at last, rising and stretching my arms above my head. I felt my back crack with the action, which reminded me randomly that I needed to make an appointment. I was pretty sure most seventeen year olds didn't sound like glow sticks when they moved. Father gave a satisfactory nod and strode off. I sighed, letting my shoulders drop only once he'd left. I didn't want to. I didn't want to do any of this. It was futile anyway.

Junmyeon.

I shuddered as his name flashed quickly through my mind, so fast it barely registered. Of course I remembered Junmyeon. He was a bit hard to forget. And maybe I should be contacting him more. But communication was a two way street, and he wasn't putting forth much effort either.

I took a quick, lukewarm shower. Just enough to scrub the dirt off me. If I stayed here any longer I'd lose all motivation to leave it. I changed myself into a sharp navy suit, no tie. Mother always said ties made me look older than I appeared, and I wasn't feeling it today. I faced myself in my vanity mirror. I looked sullen.

"Sire?" I breathed a sigh when a familiar voice spoke up. I turned as Luhan pushed his way into my room. He definitely didn't look ready for the day in a plain grey shirt and black shorts. He cocked his head to the side. "What are you all dressed up for?" he questioned. "I thought we were having breakfast in the lounge?"

"We were supposed to," I explained. "But father thinks I need to go be entertaining again. Doesn't he know by now I'm not always the most sociable of creatures?" Luhan gave a little chuckle, anf my shoulders sagged again. "I don't know how much longer I can keep this up Lu. Everyone I've met... They pale in comparison to what I had." I sat on the edge of my bed, gazing down at my socked feet like they had all the answers I sought. "What if I can't find anyone else? Not after..." I stopped abruptly. Some days it still felt taboo to say.

"Junmyeon?" Luhan asked pointedly. A flash of guilt coursed through me. By all accounts I should've been thrilled to bring him up. I should've been so, so proud to have been with him. But our time together terrified me more than anything. More than I admitted. Because after having a taste of it, I didn't want it to end. I wanted a future painted with him in it. I wanted happiness over duty.

Stop it! I closed my eyes as I screamed at myself internally. You can't think those thoughts! They're bad thoughts! He's not yours. He never was...