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2024-10-29 19:42:56Jane looked up from chopping her onions when she heard her fathers noise. He was pointing at the screen. Surprisingly, her father was not yelling like he usually did in front of the television. As soon as she got home, her parents were so emotional seeing her they all hugged. No one talked about the tabloids or the papers. For the meantime, she's glad about it.
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One Night With The Prince Copyright and Introduction
All the characters, places, ideas or events mentioned in this book are purely fiction and does not relate to any living or dead. All the story settings and other elements are purely my imagination and fictional. If you see any resemblance they are unintentional. The story contains dark and mature themes such as violence, sex, so if you are uncomfortable with such topic please refrain from reading. Stealing of my work/any idea will serve you severe punishment as plagiarism is a serious crime. All rights reserved San 2045 2020 ***/Blurb/
One Night With The Prince Part 1. Floral Liquor
Jane automatically shifted her attention to the watch on her wrist, trying not to cry. Ten minutes to eleven. She still had two hours on her shift. Her were aching as she poured what feels like his hundredth glass of champagne for the night. Usually, she wouldn’t be complaining, but there was only two of them on the shift. It meant both of them to have to share the load.Her eyes moved towards Krista, who was batting her eyelashes and chatting up with the customer. She wouldn’t blame her because as the employees of the elite ‘Floral Liquor’ are supposed to be polite no matter what. Most of the clauses in the contract said the same thing over and over again. It should be concerning actually.Working at Floral Liquor felt like a dream because of how exclusive and posh it was. She had no idea that her application would be sele
One Night With The Prince Part 2. Drunk words sober thoughts
Jane was not sure how their conversation moved to questions about her relationship. Those alluring eyes were so entrancing that she let him get away with it. Who can blame her? It was not every day that someone like Tristan walks into the bar and starts talking with her. It’s a miracle.Tristan was slurring his words now, having one too many to drink. All thanks to her dear friend, Krista. While Jane was serving the rich brats and topping their champagne drinks, Tristan was getting drunk on vodka and sweet lime. A perfect blend of Krista's signature ‘Ice breeze’. Whatever happened to himhating citrus juices?! Guess everyone will eventually have to give up when it’s Krista serving drinks.Jane wanted to stop him because he already had two Red Affair and three Ice breeze. His vision looked unfocused and
One Night With The Prince Part 3. Wet Dream
Part 3Jane was the one to push their faces together. Her soft, warm lips met against his chapped ones. The scruff of his lips brushed against her upper lip, and it drove her mad with desire. She couldn't believe that Tristan was letting her kiss him, trailing her fingers towards the mop of his luscious hair."Oh, Tristan" She breathed against his desperate mouth. Her eyes narrowed at his flawless skin, noticing the way he was staring at her through hooded eyes.She coyly licked her lips, batting her thick eyelashes to entice him. "Your lips feel so good against mine. Please don't stop."Tristan let out a feral growl at her demand and nodded his head. She felt her breath hitch in her throat as he inched forward and gripped the back of her legs.
One Night With The Prince Part 4. Red Affair
Jane felt her body give up as she cleaned the corners of the bar. It was tedious and difficult. Her fingers felt numb by the time she was done with the ice machine. Chuck had asked her to make sure the bar was spotless because, of course, the celebrity party. She did not understand why he was taking so many offers when they were all tired. Business, he said. She almost scoffed at that.“So...” Krista cleared her throat, standing beside Jane with a coy smile on her face.Jane huffed, “What?”“Nothing” Krista shrugged, trying to pay attention to her glasses. She was purposely drawing out everything.Jane rolled her eyes, neatly placing the tulip glasses behind the rack. &ldquo
One Night With The Prince Part 5. Her Bedroom
Jane couldn’t help but stare at him, her fingers clutched in his own over the centre console, glancing at him during stoplights. It felt unbelievable that he was interested to come back to her place. Her eyes followed his every moment, every swallow and the way he licked his lips.Within a few minutes, they managed to reach to her flat. As soon as he parked his expensive car, she guided him towards her flat, her breath in her throat. Tristan’s arm quickly came around her waist as she unlocked the door.As soon as they stepped inside, Tristan grabbed hold of her hips, pulling her to the edge of the counter. Jane squealed, locking her legs around his waist. To get a better grip, she wound her arms around his neck tightly; mouth parted open as he met her eyes.&n
One Night With The Prince Part 6. Cotton Panties
Jane groggily opened her eyes, squinting at the bright sunlight filtering from the window. Covering her eyes with the back of her palm, she managed to sit up, wincing at the dull pain in her back. Her cheeks heated up as she remembered the reason behind it. The thick white duvet was the only thing covering her naked body. She pulled it till her shoulders, shifting her eyes to the side. Her mouth parted the side was empty, bedsheet wrinkled. So she didn’t imagine the last night, that’s for sure.Where did Tristan go? She thought just then the loud clattering sound from the washroom made her cringe. She narrowed her eyes towards the door, holding her breath as the knob jiggled harshly. What was going on? Before she could open her mouth, the door was severely pushed open, and Tristan stumbled out of the room. He had a frown on his face.&
One Night With The Prince Part 7. Prince Tristan
Jane relieved a sigh as she stepped inside the class, trying not to cry at the throbbing pain in her ankle. On her way, she bumped into the door. She did not wake up on the right side of the bed, anyway. And with all the students in the campus staring at her as if she was from other planet did not help at all. What was wrong with her outfit anyway?The medical student picked a red scoop neck and washed blue jeans, pairing them some sneakers. A lazy attempt but that’s the least she could do with the time running out. Jane was aware that she was eight minutes late, and the lecture has started already, so she instantly searched for her friend in the crowd.It took her a minute to find because Astrid decided to wear a funky hat to the college. During the lecture. Now that’s the reason people should stare at him!
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One Night With The Prince Epilogue
Jane looked up from chopping her onions when she heard her fathers noise. He was pointing at the screen. Surprisingly, her father was not yelling like he usually did in front of the television. As soon as she got home, her parents were so emotional seeing her they all hugged. No one talked about the tabloids or the papers. For the meantime, she's glad about it.
One Night With The Prince Part 58. He Knows!
Tristan stormed to Ivanka's room, his jaw clenched the entire time. He couldn't believe it that she would something so stupid. Ivanka voluntarily talked to the media and made the matters worse. Of course they twisted her words and dragged Jane to the filth, as far as making her to be the home wrecker. The people bought into anything so it wouldn't be surprising if they blindly believed the article. Oh god. What if they were already camping at Jane's place as well? The Prince had some bodyguards watch that place just in case if things started getting out of hand.
One Night With The Prince Part 57. The Queens Advice
Jane barged into the Palace; she had a clear motive in the back of her mind. And that was to meet the Prince and demand some answers. How could he tarnish her name like that? What was his entire team doing? Just thinking about the article made her blood boil. Its been eighteen hours since that single tabloid published the interview, but hundred different publications quoted the same thing.
One Night With The Prince Part 56: History Repeats Itself!
Jane felt a harsh nudge in her side. Looking up, she noticed her friend glaring down at her. Krista had an arm resting on her hip, brow arched.
One Night With The Prince Part 55. The Princes Realisation
/Tristan's POV/When the Prince woke the morning after, the bathroom door was ajar, and the shower's running. He quirked his brow at that. Who was showering in his bathroom? Even though he could just knock and confirm his
One Night With The Prince Part 54. Not Heartbroken
"I didn't know" She shakily breathed, staring at the Prince standing in front of her. Jane couldn't trust anyone, huh. Why didn't Daniel tell her anything? They talked about so many things. He could have mentioned that to her.
One Night With The Prince Part 53. Truth about Daniel
Jane ended up walking back to the room assigned to her. There was no use wandering in the hallways anyway. As soon as she’s in the comfort of the bed and huge duvet, the bartender stared at her contact list. The only thing she managed to grab from the nightstand without collapsing on the bed.
One Night With The Prince Part 52. Ivanka is Pregnant
Jane froze in her spot, staring at the stranger hugging her boyfriend. Fake boyfriend actually. Also, she referred to him as “babe” like they have known each other romantically. That knowledge twisted something inside her. An ugly feeling crawled over her chest, gripping at her in an instant.
One Night With The Prince Part 51. Caught on Camera again
When she climbed back up the ladder,Tristan was sitting next to it, his legs dangling over the edge. He looked so soft and warm as he’s watching her, a radiant smile on his face. The bartender couldn’t handle that, can’t handle him. She shook her head,spraying the Prince with droplets of water.
