Prince Player(32)

“Perfect,” I say to her. “That’s exactly what I wanted.”

She blinks, a little dazed. I don’t wait for her reply. I give her another kiss on the lips before leaving her there on the counter. I head back into my apartment.

I couldn’t stay there another second. If I did, I was going to burst. I was going to make her suck my cock until I came down her throat.

Instead, I’m going to take a cold shower. I have a lot of time with my new princess. I can’t rush things. I don’t want to push her away, make her run. Just one thing at a time until she’s down on her knees, begging to give me what I want.





14





Hazel





When I see myself in a big, white dress, I almost don’t recognize the girl in the mirror.

“I look really good,” I say, genuinely surprised.

Britta laughs. “I know. It’s almost hard to believe.”

I give her a look. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Oh, you know. You’re just a commoner, and yet now you look like a princess.” She lifts and gently drops my veil. “You look gorgeous.

I smile at her and shake my head. Britta was not happy when she found out about my arrangement with Nolan. Actually, she straight up freaked out, accused me of some pretty awful things. But a couple days later, she came and apologized to me, and we worked it out.

I don’t think she’s happy about the situation, but she’s at least accepting it and still willing to be my friend. I mean, I’m going to be a member of the family that she practically worships, so I guess she’s probably being a little self-serving, but still. It’s nice to have my friend back.

Especially on a day like today.

“I thought this would be a bigger deal,” I say to her.

“No, not here in Polovia,” she answers. “The royal weddings are always tiny and closed to the public. Only the castle staff and the family are present.”

“Why the castle staff?”

She shrugs. “It’s an old tradition. Story goes that there was once an unpopular king marrying his third wife. He was afraid the people would revolt, but he invited the castle peasants to the wedding, and that helped to win them over. Now it’s something of a tradition.”

I smile and nod. There’s always some ancient explanation for things here. And I can’t help but notice that she called those people “castle peasants,” although I don’t point that out.

There’s a knock at the door and my steward opens it. “Nearly ready?” Thomas asks.

“Yes,” I say to him, turning toward the door. “How do I look?”

He doesn’t even smile. He never does. “Perfect, princess.”

I grin at Britta and she gives me a look. Thomas pushes open the door and gestures for me to follow. “Right this way.”

“Good luck,” Britta says, kissing my cheek. “I’ll be nearby.”

I take a deep breath. “Thanks. It’s going to go great.”

She nods and I go to follow Thomas. But I get about three steps before I stumble over the train of my dress, nearly ripping it.

Thomas and Britta both help me. “I’m okay!” I say, shaking my head. “Just nerves, that’s all.”

Thomas frowns at me and looks like he wants to say something very judgmental, although he always looks like that. He snaps his finger and a female steward comes in. She lifts up the train of my dress.

“Thank you,” I say to her, and we all file out after Thomas. He leads the way through the side hallways and toward the castle chapel.

I didn’t know there was going to be a ceremony, but I should have guessed. This is the royal family, after all. Especially in a conservative nation like Polovia, they have to follow traditions, and a marriage ceremony is as traditional as it gets.

This is not how I pictured my wedding day. I woke up this morning after having a dream about Nolan. In it, he went down on me again, but this time I was sitting on the throne in front of the entire nation. I was so embarrassed, but I still kind of liked it.

I was flushed when I woke up. That was when Nolan burst into my bedroom, told me that we were doing the ceremony in a few hours, and told me to get my butt out of bed or else. I was way too frazzled from my dream to do anything but obey him.

Fortunately, they let me invite Britta to help me out. I don’t know what I would have done without her. I’m practically barely staying on my feet at this point from sheer nervousness, but she’s been there with me the whole morning, helping me get ready, trying to keep me calm. I don’t know why Britta decided to help me out, but I’m so happy that she did. She changed my life in so many different ways.