A.N.~ This is the first ever chapter based on someone else other than Juliette's pov. Yay. Keep reading.
CHAPTER11
(Prince Carter's POV)
*from the time when Carter came into Juliette's room after the ball*
Oh my god. She looks perfect. Even in a tee shirt and shorts.
Im such a pervert.
I walk over to her and snake my arms around her waist. I look at her eyes and get lost.
I truthfully tell her "You're beautiful."
Doubt flashes in her eyes and she says "No I'm not. You really don't have to say-"
I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers. I feel my heart beat faster as the kiss deepens.
We are both out of breath and I say "I've been dying to do that."
She says "You just couldn't help yourself, could you?"
We're inches away from kissing and I desperately need her. She smirks and turns over on her bed.
I say "Really?" With a puppy dog face.
She says "Yup." Amusement running through her voice.
I want her, need her, love her. I laugh.
"Pleaseeeee." I beg.
"Goodnight."
"Just one more."
"Well, I am not supposed to deny the Prince of anything, so I suppose-" she says inching towards me. We are rubbing noses when she teasingly whispers "Not."
She smirks, rolls out of bed, and runs to the balcony. I easily catch up to her and pick her up. I seat her on the railing and kiss her desperately.
I run my fingers wildly through her hair, leaving tangles everywhere, but she still looks better than any other girl in the world.
She wraps her arms around my neck for support and I whisper "Juliette, I love you so much."
She replies with "I love you too."
I smile, hearing her beautiful voice makes me want to kiss her again. So I do. She falls on to me and I carry her bridal style back to her bed. I toss her onto it and she smiles. I lay on top of her and say "Juliette, you are so adorable."
She responds with "Carter, really-"
I interrupt her again with a kiss. I step back, catch my breath, and go back for more. Our kiss is full of a whole lot of things including love.
I don't know about Romeo, but I've made my decision.... I'm in mid-thought when the slutty twos walk in.
CHAPTER12
(Prince Carter's POV)
I think their names are Karia and Feather or something. Anyways, I was totally not in the mood to see them. Especially since all they were wearing was bras and short skirts.
Juliette blushes, stands up and stutters "Uh, Um- W-We were just Uh um, talking."
I really want to smile and tell her that she sounds completely adorable, but then I remember the situation that we are in.
Karia says "Save it you dirty whore."
I tell her "Shutup. She's not a dirty whore."
Feather argues "Yeah she is, I mean she was just sharing saliva with you."
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Lady Juliette Calaster
FanfictionIn which a modest, mature, beautiful lady falls in love with a dedicating, generous prince. Oh, and there are a few bumps a long the way. (Prepare yourself for cute cliché poop)