Royal Pain

Royal Pain

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⁀ྃ༺⋄̣̥̇༻⁀ྃ "You are to join me in my bed or leave." He commands me like he would one of his soldiers. His face as cold and distant as ever. How dare he? How dare he expect me to bend over backwards just because he is a prince. Just because he may be King. "I'd rather leave then allow myself to be used by the likes of you. You. You. You Royal pain in my ass!" I swing my arm at his face in an attempt to slap him out of the delusion he was stuck in that he believed I would just jump at the chance to bed an asshole like him. My attempts though, were stopped as he grabbed my right arm and my left which went to complete the task the first had failed. A cold shiver ran up my back as I realised we were inches apart, his lips, now merely breaths away from mine. I was cornered, against a wall. And his eyes. How his eyes which showed such little emotion, filled with fire, fire of rage, fire of.... Lust? His head moved closer towards mine as he bends over putting his lips to my ear sending nervous shivers through my body. "Would you really?" ⁀ྃ༺⋄̣̥̇༻⁀ྃ Rita was as normal as anyone else, she owned a restaurant at the corner of her street with a perfect view of the castle above the mountains. After her fathers death protecting the royals she hadn't been a fan of them for long time. But what happens when the mayor of the town wishes to make her his wife and would do anything, to get his way. Even take down her fathers restaurant so she has no choice? When her brother is sentenced to poison testing for the royals food so that the restaurant can stay open. Rita is outraged and decides to take her fathers old clothes and dresses as her brother riding to the castle to take his place while he sleeps. What will happen when she comes across the cold and closed off prince and his kind handsome second in charge? And how long before they find out she isn't who they believe she is? ⁀ྃ༺⋄̣̥̇༻⁀ྃ Please inform me of grammar mistakes
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