"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
"Sorry, I want to be alone. I hope you don't mind to give me space. Thank you," Emily said coldly. Unfortunately, the stranger felt challenged. "Is that why you're traveling alone?" He put his hand on Emily's table. Leaning forward, he played with his eyebrows. "It's rare to find a woman as brave as you, Miss. I salute you." Emily rolled her eyes. She was really lazy to respond to the man. Carrying her tablet and book, she moved to Prince's seat. However, when she was about to reach for her bag, the stranger had already taken her seat. "Hey? Why are you sitting here?" Emily no longer had any respect. Her gaze turned cynical. Instead of feeling guilty, the man rested his chin and watched Emily's face with a faint smile. "Isn't this what you want? You deliberately shifted to give me a place beside you." The corners of Emily's lips twitched in disgust. "Please don't disturb me. I won't hesitate to report you if you keep bothering me." "I'm not bothering. In fact," the man p
"Does it hurt? He gripped your wrist so tightly earlier," Prince asked in a very gentle voice. Emily glanced. Prince turned out to be examining her hand carefully. He didn't seem like acting. In another seat, a man was observing them with an envious gaze. His expression was sour, his lips sneered. Suddenly, Prince kissed her wrist. Emily gasped. Her eyes widened. Her heart heated up. She felt Prince stole an opportunity. However, seeing the sincere smile on that handsome face, her scolding was suppressed. "Why don't you just punch him in the face? You said you're good when you fight. Next time, don't just bluff. Just beat up every man who is rude to you. Understand?" Emily blinked back tears. Her lips trembled. The turmoil in her heart had risen again, but she didn't want to discuss it. Their cover could be blown if they got into a fight. "You shouldn't come late, Prince. You shouldn't prepared me a surprise. Just fly with me from the start. That way, I would be happier."
After one nod, Jasper went to the elevator. It was clear that he was the hotel owner. Meanwhile, Prince whispered, "Are you sure you want to accept his invitation? He could find out your identity, and if someone recognizes you in the dining room, we could go viral. The whole world could be in an uproar if they find out you have a future husband like me." "Relax. We are in the most geographically isolated country on earth. No one will recognize me. Now the most important thing is to silence that arrogant man. I really don't like it when someone embarrasses me." "He underestimated me. Why are you the one who's embarrassed?" Prince's eyes narrowed. Emily met his gaze with round eyes. "Do you forget? You are playing the role of my future husband. By him insulting you, that means he is insulting my taste. I can't allow that. Before continuing the mission, I need to teach him a lesson." While Prince smiled faintly, Emily patted his arm. "Now let's hurry. We have to have breakfast and t
"I can see it clearly, Miss Beauty. He's not from the upper class. Not even a businessman like us. Even though you've tried to cover him with expensive clothes, he still smells like proverty." Jasper glanced at Prince with a teasing look. Seeing that, Emily's face turned sullen. However, when she was about to speak, Prince interrupted. "Why did you judge me poor, Sir? Was it because of the clothes I wore on the plane?" "It's written on your face. Have you never looked in the mirror? You look lousy and worn out." Prince snorted unexpectedly. "You are not speaking based on facts or data then. That's just your assumption. Why? Is it because you're jealous?" Jasper gasped. "What are you saying?" "I have a flexible life. There is no business that I need to supervise. I can express myself freely. Even though I only rely on royalties, my life is more than enough. It feels meaningful." "Doesn't it mean you're poor?" "Is wealth only measured by money and possessions?" Prince ra