Missjiaxkim
We had met at the Yin on 12, it was my class graduation party that my father had arranged before I was supposed to fly home for my wedding.
The day I dreaded the most but wanted to make the most of.
Because I am the princess of Saudi Arabia, every part of my life was planned before I even came into this world.
It was suffocating enough that I had to act like a puppet being pulled by strings let alone have my marriage decided upon before I even knew what that meant.
So I had asked my father for this one night to do whatever I wanted within reason, no bodyguards and Only security at the entrances of the hotel.
Reluctant as he was he agreed on the condition that I agree to the marriage that him and my mother had arranged.
I answered with absolute certainty that I would agree to marry whoever they chose without a doubt.
Not knowing what I had just done.
Because as soon as I met him.
As soon as I talked to him.
Danced with him.
Laughed with him.
Drank with him and held him in my arms.
I had lost my chance to be with him.
To marry another for this one night.
The one night I happened to met him.
A man that would alter my entire being.
My purpose of life.
A night I would cherish and regret at the same time...