He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.

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A story about a prince and his pretty consort presumptive. Crown Prince Raffe, as the only son of High King Alizade and sole heir to the High Throne of the Ruemri Empire, is bound to fulfill one important duty for the crown. Even if that duty involves marrying a faie chosen for him by his father and the Twelve Clans, the same sharp-mouthed faie who broke his nose at their first encounter a decade ago. Soren-sharp-mouthed, sarcastic, and breathtakingly pretty-is the youngest son of Thar Idana. He convinced himself that he was prepared for everything-passing the Medical Licensing Examination, living in Ruemreon, and the new life waiting for him once he became a court healer. What he never expected, however, was to find himself betrothed to the heir of the empire, the same man who punched him as a greeting mere seconds after they first saw each other. - King xx Consort Fantasy Romance Contains hermaphrodism & mpreg English