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(A/N: Sorry for my delayed update. Stress are coming everywhere these past few days so I need to live life of reality first. Anyway, this is my update and Prince Alexander is at the side. Enjoy reading!)

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"I don't want you to see that guy again," he whispered in my ear then continued to kiss my jawline. His hand went up and down on my waist while my hands locked on his hair.

We were lying on the couch in his office, while having some time kissing each other. I knew it was wrong, he was not boyfriend. My feelings for him were... complicated, but two things were certain. First, he wanted me to feel how much he liked me. The other thing, I could not resist him.

I wanted to feel his touch, his kiss every now and then. I needed to stop myself before I lost everything to him, but I did not know how. As if I forgot how I managed to reject Paulo before. I should tell Prince Alexander to stop, but the cat got my tongue.

Gladly, he did not take advantage. I thought he would strip my dress, but no, he just kissed me non stop. On my lips. Down my neck. Across my collar bones. Up to my jaw. I allowed him because of the fire inside me.

When my nerves processed what he had said, I was confused at first, then I realized who he was talking about. I left his hair and held his strong arms. He broke our kiss and touched my nose through his.

"Why?" I breathlessly said while he was still on top of me, "He's my friend."

"And your ex," he emotionless stated and sat up. He looked down at me while fixing his necktie.

I also sat up on the couch, giving him a safe distance, and ran my hand on my hair because I knew how messy it looked now. "So what? Does it matter?" I asked.

He glared at me. "Of course, I don't want to see you with other men, especially with your ex."

"Ugh," I furrowed my eyebrow, "Who are you to order that?" This man was really unbelievable.

He grinned, flashing his perfect white teeth. "Who do you think I am?" he asked back.

Without having a second thought, I clearly said, "A crazy prince of England who thinks he owns everything."

He seductively brushed his tongue on his lower lip that I nearly unheard his words, "You will be one of that everything one day."

"I'm not a thing," I did not know if I really said that or it was only in my imagination that I caught my voice solid and no one could break it. I stood on the ground but he already held my wrist before I could think of walking out.

"You're right, you're not a thing," I narrowed my eyes at him, "Because you are mine." He said the last four words slowly with the twinkled eyes and pearls.

He thought that I would fall on his pick-up line, he was wrong. The next I did, I softly smacked his head, which earned me a dirty look from him. "Shut up big boy, I don't believe in you."

"When is the time you do believe in me?" I looked away, sighing. I could not answer because there was no time that I believed in him without doubting. He chuckled, "See? You are always thinking that I'm deceiving you."

He suddenly pulled me down. I did not process what happened until I was already on his lap and his arm surrounded my waist. "What are you doing?" I gritted my teeth and tried to stand up again when he prevented me by squeezing my hip. "Let me go or I'll shout, just choose one."

"Shout, they won't hear you, trust me," he put the strand of my hair that covered my face on my back.

"Damn you," I slapped his arm, "Do you think I will like you for what you are doing to me?"

Amusement was visible on his face. He held my hand that was still on his arm and interlocked our fingers. "Don't say that," he warned, "You might eat your words."

"In your wildest dream," I shot back.

He laughed, "Yes, I always have a wild dream, and one time you were there. I can say that was my wildest dream I experienced." He lowered his hand on my thigh, which sent a shiver to my spine. I tried all my best for him not to notice it.

"Pervert," I brushed off his hand first before I moved my body to free myself, but he was stronger than I thought, "Prince Alexander, leave me alone or, I'll surely punch your face." I leveled my fist on his eyes, "See this? It can break your nose."

However, instead of listening to my warning, he just stared at me with a disbelieving expression. "Say it again," he hurriedly ordered.

"Huh? What?" I was confused, "The 'I'll punch your face' or the 'It can break your nose'?"

"My name," he said smoothly, he was in the cloud nine at the moment, "Say it again."

"Prince Alexander," I stated quickly not minding how happy he was, "What's your problem? Did I pronounce it wrong?"

He squeezed my hip again, "It is my first time to hear my name coming out from that smart mouth of yours." He ran his thumb on my lips, and I immediately turned my head to the side to avoid it.

"So what?" I rose one of my eyebrows.

"Do you know what my wildest dream is?" I did not reply because even though he did not voice it out, it was obvious, duh. "It is you screaming my name in different way while we're doing my most favourite hobby of my life."

My fist connected with his nose right after he spoke the last syllable. He instantly covered his nose but I was pretty sure that it was already bleeding. I wanted to call Lola later and tell her that I almost knocked out a prince. No doubt, she would throw a party tomorrow.

He finally released me, and I immediately stood because I was a little afraid of what he could do to me. I was sure this man was not brutal because he was a prince, but who knew, he might be as ruthless as Christian Grey who would spunk my butt until I could not walk anymore.

He squeezed his nose and I saw the blood running from his finger down on the back of his hand. When I was a kid, I wondered what color was the blood of royal blood people. It was still red, but Prince Alexander's blood was the brightest shade I had ever seen.

"You want me to die," he continued to brush the gap between his nose and lips through the back of his palm, and looked at it to see if there was still blood.

"Die because of a bleeding nose?" I giggled, "Your Highness, I thought you were smart. Don't worry, you won't die that way."

He touched again the accident part, "It doesn't stop," I wanted to laugh so hard in frustration and fear I could see in his handsome face and could hear on his sexy accent.

I bit my lower lip and turned my back to him, "Just wait, it will stop after three hours."

I ran as fast as I could and released the laugh, I was keeping earlier. I heard him scream once I was already outside his office and closed the door.

Who could think that Prince Alexander was afraid of a bleeding nose?

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"You in?" I looked at Ben's mesmerizing dark eyes while sitting across him in one of the high class restaurants here in London the next day. Beside him was Princess Victoria who pleaded me through her puppy eyes, as if I could not repel her.

They invited me again for a lunch group and now, inviting me again in another event. I had not spoken to Prince Alexander since his bleeding nose incident, and I did not know what he could do next.

"Uh, is it okay?" I transferred my gaze from him to her, "I mean, the couple doesn't know me."

"Shirley, it is okay, we have an extra slot intended for someone we want to invite. It's supposed to be Hi's date, but she backed out yesterday," Her Majesty explained.

"That's why we think you better come to us and meet Hi and Shelton. For sure those two will make you enjoy the wedding tomorrow," Ben added.

Princess Victoria encouragingly smiled, "Especially Hi, but be careful from that fat boy, he knows how to attack beautiful girls like you."

"Wait, uh, who are Hi and Shelton?" I asked, feeling lost in the middle of the forest.

"They are our best friends," the princess answered, "Hi is my fourth generation cousin while Shelton is the heir of the multi-billionaire business of hotel and restaurant around the globe."

"We are pals since high school," Ben said, "But believe me, you won't feel out-of-place tomorrow."

"Okay," I nodded, "How are you related to the couple?"

"Actually, we're not related to Mr. Warden, we are related to his bride, Ella," Princess Victoria paused and corrected her words, "I'm the only one friends with her. She is acquainted with these boys, and, because of her gorgeous look, the other two have a great crush to her."

I looked at Ben and he got the question forming in my head, "Not me, Shelton and Hi. I'm forever Tory since the beginning."

Princess Victoria blushed in crimson and smacked Ben's stomach. "You sure?"

He leaned closer to her and wrapped his muscular arms around her, "Yes. You're my only one."

They were stuck in each other's eyes for like eternity. They were adorable; they still had the effect to each other even though their relationship ran for about five? Six? I thought it was only in fiction that I could see this kind of relationship.

I cleared my throat that made them separate, "I'm in, just don't leave me in the middle of the crowd. Okay?"

Both of them grinned and put their thumbs up in the air.

(A/N: PLEASE READ THIS! I'll tell you a secret, fellas. Tory, Ben, Hi and Shelton are not mine. I mean, they are not created by my imagination. They are originally made by Kathy Reichs. They are the main characters in my favourite series Virals. Since, I really love them so much, I put them here that's why it is a little fanfiction. I only got their name and personalities, but their situations are really far different from Virals. I'm planning to create a novella where Princess Victoria a.k.a. Tory will be our lead character. Till next update. GOD bless!)