royals. // tntduo

royals. // tntduo

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(all characters in this story are above 18 if they are in any sexual/adult situations) ------- I started to think. "Something on your mind, darling?" I took a few seconds before replying to him. "Let's run away, yeah? Get out of this fancy ass town, and move to the country. Nobody would ever find us out there." Wilbur pulled me closer to him so that I was laying my head on his shoulder, the side with my scar. "Sounds great. You're sure about this?" He looked down at me, making very comforting eye contact. I had never made a reckless decision like this ever in my life. Always being guarded by your royalty parents makes you scared to break the rules. With him, I wasn't though. I felt like I was flying. I closed my eyes and got comfortable on his shoulder. "Of course. Let's do ------- Alex is getting married to a woman he hates, but just as the wedding arrives, he meets Wilbur, his soon to be brother in law.
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