"You're annoying. You're a nuisance. How could I ever be obsessed with you?" I asked. Philip's hand began to run up my thigh. "It seems like you're hiding your true feelings, your highness." He whispered in my ear. "Fuck off, you peasant!" I should have pushed his hand away. But I was frozen in shock. That, or could I possibly actually like what he was doing. "Come on, your highness. You're a ball of stress that needs to be relieved. I know some ways I can help." He said. His tongue licked my neck, making me shiver upon his touch. Fuck me. ****** King Alaric, the new ruling monarch of his kingdom who rules with an iron fist. Philip Bellerose, a florist who lives a normal life. King Alaric instates a new controversial law, banning all roses in the kingdom. Philip, who specializes in all things flowers, including roses, takes it upon himself to try and fix the law. Can their hatred for one another turn into something deeper?
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