"Prince," Emily shook her bodyguard's arm, "answer me. What’s your real name? Are you Cayden?" Prince remained silent. His eyes fluttered. "Answer me, Prince. Who are you? Are you Cayden?" Emily's voice became more and more stressful. Suddenly, Prince let out a laugh. "You think of me as Cayden again? Do you expect your first love to be as handsome as me?" "I'm not joking, Prince! If you weren't Cayden, it’s impossible for you to know about that promise." Seeing Emily's red eyes, Prince returned his serious expression. He regretted trying to divert the conversation with a joke. "Sorry if I disappoint you, Miss Harper. But, I knew it from you. You told me that promise yourself." "No! I never told you!" "Yes," Prince nodded with a deeper gaze. "You mentioned it when you were delirious last night. You kept asking why Cayden still hasn't kept his promise." Emily sighed in disbelief. She wondered why Prince was still in denial. "I haven't been delirious since I was 10 y
"I'm sorry." Prince's tongue felt numb. "I just wanted to cheer you up. Do you still want to continue the mission now?" Emily glanced cynically. "Of course. I'll see Sky, ask her where Cayden is. As soon as she points at you, I'll strangle you until you run out of oxygen." Prince no longer replied. He just sighed, pressing the gas pedal deeper. He didn't know that his attitude was actually making Emily even more annoyed. Upon arrival at their destination, Prince opened the car door for Emily. He offered his hand as usual. However, Emily did not accept his kindness. She got out by herself, still with an annoyed expression. "If you're not Cayden, don't care too much about me," she muttered curtly. Prince could only sigh in resignation. However, seeing where Emily was going, he quickly closed the door and chased after her. "Miss Harper." Emily didn't answer. "Miss Harper!" "What?" Emily turned around with wide eyes, making Prince's breath spontaneously hitched. "Her h
"Dear Emily, Sorry I'm avoiding you again. I actually want to meet you too, but later. Not now. There are still things I have to take care of. Once everything is finished, I will see you again. So please, don't follow me anymore. Go home. Poor Louis if you run away like this. Then about Cayden, if I may give you advice, don't wait or look for him again. You should open your heart to another man." Emily sighed in disbelief. Annoyance rose in her eyes. "Did Louis pay her to convey this message? How could Sky agree with him? She's the one who has always supported me the most with Cayden," Emily grumbled. Prince, who had been peeking, quickly straightened his back again. His breath was heavy, his fists tightened. He was now convinced of what Sky had found. "Madame, is it true that Sky wrote this? This is not like her." Emily leaned forward, shaking her head without any doubt. "I'm sorry if you're disappointed, Mademoiselle. But that's her message." "Where is she?" The
"What are you talking about? You are my bodyguard. As long as this mission isn't over, of course you have to go wherever I go. Besides, I won't let you escape. When I meet Cayden later, I will throw you in front of him. He must teach you a lesson because you have pretended to be him," Emily said curtly. Prince turned wide-eyed. "I'm not pretending. It's you who assume that I—" "So, do you have a NZ visa or not?" Emily interrupted. Prince's lips pursed. "What a coincidence, I was there last year. My visa is still valid." Emily's eyes widened. Last year, she also went to NZ. Not wanting to add to assumptions, she got up from the chair. "Then, let's go. Don't waste time. The journey will be quite long, and my time is limited." Before Emily could take a step, Prince grabbed her arm. "Do you want me to carry you again?" Emily's eyes widened. She didn't expect Prince to dare to tease her. "You think I'm a child? I allowed you to carry me because my leg is injured. Now I can wa
"Prince, do you have a brother?" Emily asked in a low voice. Prince's eyebrows rose. His body froze for a moment. It was as if he didn't expect the question to come. But after one blink, he snorted. "You're digging up information about me again? Are you that curious about me?" "Don't beat around the bush. Just answer what I ask." "I'll answer if you're willing—" Suddenly, Emily slammed her hand on the dashboard. Prince gasped. "Why do you always change the subject every time I ask about your family? Is it difficult to answer my questions?" Prince's lips pursed. His expression was innocent. "I'm not the type of person who likes to share personal information. If you want to know a lot about me, you have to get close to me first. Are you willing to be that special person?" Emily snorted. One of her cheeks twitched. "So you won't tell me?" Prince shook his head slowly. Seeing that, Emily felt tired. Very tired. There were too many mixed feelings in her heart. "Then don't
"Miss Harper? What's wrong? Miss Harper?" Prince was confused when he saw Emily running while covering her mouth. Without waiting for an answer, he ran, chasing her to the front of the toilet. "Miss Harper? Are you okay?" Prince knocked. Apparently, the door was not closed tightly. Worried that something bad would happen to Emily, he went in. Inside, Emily was coughing. Occasionally, she spat. Her hand which was gripping the water bottle seemed to be shaking, afraid. "Miss Harper, what happened? Is there something strange in your food?" Prince touched her shoulder. Emily hurried to wipe her mouth. "Shrimp .... There's shrimp in those balls." While Emily gargled, Prince froze. "Are you allergic to shrimp?" he whispered when he came to a conclusion. Emily nodded. "Are your reactions usually severe?" Prince studied Emily's face more closely. "I was rushed to the emergency room when I was two years old," the girl answered before smacking her mouth. "Oh, why does it stil
"You don't want to sleep yet?" Prince asked making Emily even more nervous. "N-not yet. I still have a lot of work to do and I'm not sleepy. You just sleep first." Emily glanced shyly. Prince sighed faintly. "Good. That way, we can take turns being on guard. Wake me up when you want to sleep." Emily's awkwardness was suddenly replaced by astonishment. "Isn't it safe here? Why are we taking turns on guard?" "Better to stay alert. Don't let your guard down, understand? Wake me up if there's anything suspicious." Emily nodded slightly. Then, while Prince got into a lying position, she pretended to focus on her tablet. Only after the man closed his eyes did she dare to turn her head. "How could he be so casual? Did the incident just now have no impact on him? Is it because he often kisses—touches girls' lips?" Emily thought, a little annoyed. While pondering, her eyes fell on Prince's lips. Her hand unconsciously moved to touch her own lips. The moment when their lips connec
"You know what?" Prince whispered between seductive gasps. "I've tried to restrain myself as best I can, but you keep pushing me to cross the line." Emily replied softly. "What's holding you back from approaching me? What makes you hesitate?" Prince looked into Emily's gray eyes with a sad look. His thumb stroked her cheek gently. "Can you be patient?" Emily snorted. Looking away, she brushed Prince's hand off her arm. "Why do you keep asking me to be patient? I'm tired, Prince. I can't hold back my curiosity any longer. Why don't you just admit that you are Cayden?" Prince gritted his teeth. "I can't. I'm not—" "You're Cayden, right?" Emily insisted with her most serious expression. Prince sighed heavily. "Sorry, Miss Harper. Please don't think of me as Cayden." Feeling annoyed, Emily threw a punch at Prince. Several times she hit the broad chest. However, her anger only overflowed. "Then why did you dare kiss me if you're not Cayden? Why? You like playing with me