~Daciana~ Swallowing hard, I headed toward the direction of the voice I heard. I could feel sweat dripping down my back, and I couldn’t fathom where the heat was coming from. Was it from what almost happened with Prince Randall?! ‘What the hell was I thinking?! Daciana, he’s your stepbrother for fu*k’s sake!!’ I shut my eyes tightly and shook my head, trying to erase the stupidity I had just portrayed to him. “Oh! There she is.” Riley’s voice made me raise my head, and when I saw him, I hastily let out a faint smile. “Hey there,” I uttered, as we closed the gap between us. He wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss just below my left ear. “You’re still here? I was passing by this road and I decided to check if you’d still be here. Honestly, I’m surprised that you’re still here. I thought you’d have left.” He uttered, and I shook my head. “I’m still here. It’s the last day of the camping anyway. So, I won’t be here tomorrow.” I added, burying my hands in my pocket anxious
~Prince Randall ~ As soon as I shut the door, I rested my back against it and threw my head backward. I breathed out with my mouth and opened my eyes. I hated how I was feeling. ‘What the hell is wrong with you, Randall? What has come upon you?’ I walked over to my mother’s portrait on my wall and stared at her face. I missed her so much. “If you were here, all these would never have happened. Father wouldn’t have married another woman, I wouldn’t have a step-sister, and I wouldn’t be beating myself up about wanting to kiss her badly!” I smacked, throwing a punch into the wall, next to her portrait. “Arghh.” I groaned as I stared at the hole I had created on my wall. My knuckles were bleeding but I ignored it. Maybe I could replace how I was feeling with pain. I sat on the bed and grabbed my hair. ‘I shouldn’t have let my guard down around her. I shouldn’t have turned. I shouldn’t have let her see that side of me.’ I closed my eyes tightly as these thoughts rushed t
~Daciana~ “Strip.” I heard him say to the lady and my jaw dropped. He was really going to sleep with her. I felt pain in my chest as I felt my heart shatter to pieces. I felt tears heat up my eyes rapidly, but I shut them, trying to push them back. I had no reason to cry. He’s not worth my tears. He intentionally did that to me to hurt me, but I wouldn’t let him get to me. He’s Prince Randall, my stepbrother and he can do whatever the hell he wants to do. I walked into my room and slammed the door shut. I slumped down my bed and let out a loud huff. Then, I remembered the book I had gotten and I sprang to my feet to get it. It was the best way to distract myself at the moment. I picked it up and opened it to page 120, where I stopped, and was about to continue reading when I recalled what Riley told me. I turned the book to the last page, and there I found his phone number. “There you are,” I uttered in a whisper as I reached for my phone. I dialed the number on
~Daciana~ The next morning, I didn’t want to leave my bed. Not after what happened last night. I was so ashamed of myself and I didn’t want to face Prince Randall until whenever. ‘How am I going to escape him?? We’ll be called in for breakfast soon.’ I thought, looking at my wall clock. The best thing I could do was get my food before the dining table was set and pretend to be sick. This way, I can avoid everyone and be alone. I jumped out of bed, picked a robe, and put it on. The last thing I wanted was to start fantasizing about stupid things because of the nightgown I had on. I made my way out of my room, taking a peek at the hallway to see if anyone was there, most especially Prince Randall. When I saw the coast was clear, I took long strides out of my room and towards the kitchen. My head was still filled with my dream, and anytime I recalled it, I felt embarrassed. Walking past the dining room, I saw the maids were setting the table up already. ‘I better hur
~Prince Randall~ As soon as we got to the hallway that led to our rooms, I let go of her hand. I could feel her staring at me all the way through our walk from the throne room. “What was that about?” She asked when I let go of her hand. “What was what about?” I looked at her. “Why did you keep following us, and why were you so rude to Jonathan?” She further asked. “My being rude shouldn’t surprise you, should it? It isn’t the first time I’ve acted rude towards anyone.” I answered with a straight face. “Well, I’m glad you did. I don’t know what gave His Majesty the impression that I want to be in another relationship. I mean, I’m yet to get over what Carl did to me.” She muttered. “You’re yet to get over it?? Do you still think about him?” I asked before I could caution myself. ‘Why am I acting so invested?’ I asked myself, waiting for her to answer the questions. “No, I don’t think about him anymore. I just don’t think I want to go into another relationship, with any man wit
~Daciana~ I was busy engrossed in reading my novel when I heard a knock on my door. I shut my eyes tightly and heaved a sigh. “Who is there?” I stared at the door. “It’s Randall.” I sprang to my feet as I heard his name. I hastily brushed my finger through my hair, untangling any tangles in it. I licked my lower lip and adjusted my dress. “I’m coming.” I put on a smile as I proceeded to open the door. Opening the door, I met him leaning against my door frame like a tall tree. “Hey, come in,” I said, and he raised one of his brows. “Are you sure?” He asked, and I nodded. “Of course. Why do you make it seem like it’s a strange thing? I’ve entered your room too, remember?” “You entered when you weren’t even invited in. It’s different.” He answered, and I shrugged. “Fine. I’ll just shut the door then.” I wanted to close the door, but he stopped it with his hand. “I’d love to come in.” He replied, and I smiled widely and nodded, letting go of the door. “Come on in, then.” He e
~Daciana~ I stood in front of my mirror, dressed for the night’s occasion. I wore a white tank top and blue jeans. I trailed my index finger on my neck, staring at it. I couldn’t seem to get that night out of my head. At night, before I go to bed I would touch myself the same way he touched me.Both of us will be heading out today again and I’m not sure how I am supposed to act around him. I really did want him to kiss me. I moved my funds to my face and a gapse escaped my mind. ‘I wish he would do it again today.’“Princess Daciana, Mr Jonathan is waiting in the waiting room for you.” A lady said from outside my door. I hastily moved my fingers from my face and turned to look at the door. Before I could respond, I heard Prince Randall’s door open.“Princess Ciana, should I take care of him for you?” Prince Randall uttered, knocking on my door. “No. I wouldn’t let you do that alone. I’m coming with you.” I answered, Picking up my bag from the bed. I walked to the door and opene
~Prince Randall~ With my hands still on her eyes, I slowly and carefully led her down the dark, narrow path. The cold night wind blew on her fragile, fair skin, and I saw them make tiny knots on her arms. “Prince Randall, I’m scared.” She murmured, and I leaned closer and whispered in her ear. “I know. But you trust me, right?” I asked, and she nodded slightly. “Yes, but I’m cold.” She added. “I can see that on your skin,” I answered, and she swallowed hard. “Just a little more…” I added as we got to the open space next to the ocean. The breeze that blew was colder than we were coming from. Soon, our feet began to sink into the cold, smooth sand of the ocean bank, making it slightly hard to move. “I’ll let go of you now, but you still have to keep your eyes closed.” “What?” “Promise me,” I uttered. “I promise.” She answered, and I slowly pulled my hands away from her eyes. I walked to her front and stared at her face. I waved at her, but she didn’t flinch a bit. “Good.” I r