Third POVBack there in France, he's an honored personality and even got to receive a reward from the queen once but since both of them are in different angles of popularity, they didn't have a close relationship. He was confused at first and wondered if his mind was playing tricks with him. “It could be some fraudsters who have gotten to display her name hiding their real numbers.” He didn't want to pick but one voice was asking him to pick. “If not for any other thing but for the verified tick by the side of the name. It's real.” His mind spoke to him and for this, he tapped on the green button. “Hello,” he muttered a bit skeptical. “Your Majesty?” “Don't be scared, it's me. Good evening Adrian. I decided to call you today because it's my birthday. It totally escaped my mind how I forgot to invite an important personality like you for my birthday.” Adrian chuckled. “You don't have to blame yourself, Queen, perhaps it's because we aren't really close.” His tone sounded lighthear
Third POV“What's your name?” He asked the waitress but she blushed hard, rushing towards him. She thought that he was perhaps interested in her. “Mia.” “Oh okay Mia. Since the flight is three hours, I wanna have some sleep. Make sure to wake me up an hour before landing.” With his deep, seductive tone, he completely swoops Mia off her feet even when his face is so formal. “Al-right sir,” she stammered. “There's the bedroom over there, if it pleases you sir, I'll take you there.” “Don't worry, I wanna sleep here.” He pointed to the couch on the middle row of the plane. Mia couldn't help but blush again. “Why blushing?” He asked. “Sorry sir, I do blush often if I'm not smiling at my clients whom I offer my services to.” She quickly said, releasing a deep breath. She panicked earlier on, thinking of the right response to give. “Okay.” Adrian pulled off his suit and gave it to her. “Hang it on the wardrobe. Remember to give it to me when I'm leaving.” “Sure sir, I won't forget.”
Third POV“I'll take you now to see my mom.” She offered. Adrian grinned for the first time, Sophia was thrilled. He was glad her daughter offered to take him up directly. Being a guest and arriving after the party had started already, he was confused as to whether to go up there and greet the queen or wait till the end of the event. Sophia was an easy entrance here but deep inside of her, she knew what she wanted from Adrian.“Mom, I brought Adrian to come greet you,” she mentioned his name with so much ease to her mom like someone they've been engaging in a conversation about. “Good evening, your majesty.” He bowed, there was not going to be a spare of protocol here and even if there was, he wouldn't opt in for it. Adrian thought to himself. “Well, you don't really need to be so formal!” The Queen repeated the same thing her daughter said in a witty tone. It was here Adrian gazed at both with a slight surprise, his mind began to process thoughts. There might be something they are
Third POV“Hello Adrian. I'm excited to hear you're the new CEO of Dior. Congratulations. I want to order an After-party Bridal Dress from your company. I'm pretty sure you'll assign this to the best designer in your company.” “I'll send you a sample of what I want and you send the price. Your designer will be invited to my palace within this week to have me measured.” He kept reading through it, nodding his head. “And as a show of gratitude and solidarity, I'm inviting you to my forthcoming wedding being the head of the company designing my wear. Endeavor to come with a partner, remember no partner, no entry.” She attached a blushing emoji. “But I'm serious. Thanks so much. The wedding invitation card will be mailed to you. Send your receiving address.” Adrian was thrilled upon reading the whole of this, he wondered if the queen herself took time to type all of this to him or if it's her assistant. If she's the one, then he will consider himself as very highly regarded in the roy
Third POV“A princess can't post a photoshopped video.” She said to herself. She took a second glance at the video, even pausing it at the familiar guy and it happened to be Adrian. There was that deep shock that cascaded over her. She played the video again, wishing it's not real but then it was even all over the news the moment she left Instagram. “Gosh!” Princess Sophia has found her Prince Charming after several years of unsuccessful love stories. She immediately went off the news app returning to Sophia's Instagram reels. At this point, she was supposed to call him and ask what happened. “I'll look like his little puppet who's always looking out for him.” She grunted. “I won't stoop so low. Before him, I was doing well and even now I'll still be doing well.” She gave herself this fake assurance, pretended as though she didn't really need Adrian in her life but deep inside of her, she wanted him and wished he hadn't traveled off to France to dance with the princess. She was do
Third POVHe brushed his hair after applying a similar cream to the one he has back in his apartment. From here he got his usual style. He was going to look good. As a final step, he sprayed two cologne combinations which are best used together. Finished with his dress-up, he picked his phone and walked out of the lobby to the rooftop which was set already. It already had a date decor, everything was put in place and the only thing left was for the couple to order whatever they wanted. Princess Sophia was already on seat waiting for Adrian being the one who invited him for the date. The moment the glass door whirled open and he walked out, her nose rang in the air, her eyes fixed on him as he walked as the perfect model which he is. Her lips pulled apart, at this moment, her breath stopped and she was literally floating on air. That's how she saw herself. When he was close, she stood up to shake hands with him. “Welcome my prince,” she mentioned with a witty look and a smile on her
Third POV“I mean I don't want anything serious here. I just admire you, your discipline and the way you treat your staff, you're not proud, I mean–” she shrugged her shoulders. “You're so good and perfect. I hope my potential husband will be like you.” Adrian gave her a thoughtful smile. “I'm not perfect, you can say I'm trying my best to be good.” He didn't want to sound proud by accepting the flatters. “You didn't do wrong by wanting to ask about my love life, even a reporter would do the same. Yes, I have a woman I love but she just got divorced by her husband and he came back for her. So we're literally rivals.” Sophia stretched her neck, staring without motion at him. She was about to take the fork with the dessert to her mouth but hearing this the fork slipped off her hand and returned to the plate. “What? Is there anything wrong?” Adrian panicked seeing her panic stricken face, she looked like she saw a ghost while gazing at him. “Oh God!” He blamed himself for even saying
Third POVThe staff working in the hotel were under them, they didn't have the guts to spread gossip about them, even when they are no longer working with them. Sophia knew the room which was assigned to Adrian already, so she took him there. The moment they got in, she locked the door, pulling out the key from the handle and placing it inside her purse. She was no longer the one dragging Adrian along but him dragging her along the bed. When she pretended to resist him with a giggle, he bent and scooped her from the ground, carrying her towards the king-sized bed. Here, he dropped her and she popped up with the comfy bed. A wild, seductive giggle came forth from her mouth. “I can't wait to eat you.” He growled and began to pull off his jacket and then unbutton his shirt. Adrian's POV I stumbled into my lounge, the room spinning around me. I collapsed onto the couch, my head throbbing from the champagne. I had celebrated the Queen's birthday in style, but now I was paying the price