I got my doctor's visit after all. The lovely OB-GYN came and told a freaked-out Vladimir that I
was fine and it's a good thing the carpeting in his bedroom was so plush. So not only was she an
exquisite blonde beauty, she was a kiss ass as well. Why was I now noticing she was pretty?
Maybe it had to do with the fact I was not in pain and seeing her make the Prince smile was
having an odd effect on my blood pressure. I wanted her gone.
"Since I'm okay," I interrupted their little pow-wow. "you can get back to work."
Vladimir faced me, lifted an eyebrow but said nothing. The good doctor added my ass to her
plate. "Forgive me, Your Highness, I didn't mean to disturb you. You just try to relax and don't get
worked up over nothing, we wouldn't want anything happening to the young prince."
But not me. I noticed she didn't include me in her little warning. And worked up over nothing?
What did she mean by that?
"Mila will escort you out." Vladimir told her guiding her to the door where Mila stood waiting.
He never escorts people out. He always has them escorted out. Was he sleeping with her?
"Are you sleeping with her?" It was out before I could stop it.
He sauntered back to me, wearing a pleased smirk before he said. "And what if I am?"
I shook my head in disgust. I shouldn't be surprised really, he was the stud, I was just the brood
mare. "Do what you want?" I whispered looking away from him.
Taking hold of my chin, he turned me to face him "If you don't want me touching another
woman Azura, say the word." I pulled my face away from him and stayed silent, he sighed as he
explained "It was a few years ago. She was entertainment no more."
"Now she's my doctor. Doesn't that bother you?"
"Why should it bother me? It's not as if my wife was rushing to sleep with me!" He argued.
My nostrils were steaming at this point. One had nothing to do with the other. "You're a man
whore and you have no respect for me!" I stated with an angry glare then turn away from him
once more.
"Respect you? What do you mean respect you? You are my wife! You can't get more respectable
than that!" He pointed out.
I sat up and face him again. "Yes, I'm the Princess Alexandrovich and I don't own a cell phone, I
can't leave the castle grounds, I can't even sleep in my own room in peace if you desire and now

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