The Marrying The Prince

06

The spacious room had bookshelves attached to all four walls, towering up to the ceiling. There is a wheeled wooden staircase that can be climbed to pick up books on the top shelf.

A pair of leather sofas elongated, flanking the coffee table in the middle of the room. The bar table containing colorful bottles of drinks next to the sturdy table of the man seemed to invite for a drink. The large window on the back side made the room more lit.

The unknown man stood up and smiled at Jane. His official coat was draped on the back of the chair, so he was wearing only a long-sleeved shirt. His face was shorter than Thomas', but his nose was sharper. Her hair was blond, unlike Thomas's jet-black hair. However, their body size is more or less the same. "Good morning, Jane Watson. How's your flight?" tanyanya friendly.

"Good?" jane was doubtful. He looked around. "Who are you?" ask again.

The man shrugged his shoulders. "You can call me Phillip" he replied.

"Are you.. a prince?"

Phillip shrugged his shoulders. "It can be called that. I'm Tom's cousin" he replied. He walked over to Jane. "You like this palace?" ask her while glancing at the ceiling.

"Yes. I love your big garden."

"Do you want to stay here?"

"I'm..." Jane couldn't answer. If asked to stay in the palace or not, of course you want to. Who wouldn't want to live in such luxury? But considering that the Vlada Kingdom had done its best, he immediately threw out that desire.

Phillip smiled again. Looking closely, Phillip's eyes were bright blue. A pair of thick eyebrows framed those sharp eyes. "I'm aware that being a royal family is not easy. Moreover, you are an ordinary citizen. There are so many rules that you have to follow when you're officially a part of us."

Jane just kept listening to the sentence after sentence that came out of Phillip's lips. Seeing the man wet his lips made Jane keep watching him.

"So, Jane," Phillip continued, bringing the woman back to earth. "Are you sure you want to marry Tom?"

Jane frowned. "By the way, where is he?" ask without answering.

Phillip chuckles. "Tom is always busy with his charity work. He was the most diligent for the business."

"Wait a minute!" Jane realized something. "So, didn't Tom kidnap me here?"

Phillip lowered his head and sighed. "I got caught," he said.

"You? What's for?"

"I heard about the match. So I thought, why don't you bring you here?"

"Don't tell me that you paid Ally to fire me too!"

Phillip closed his mouth, but he nodded.

"You're crazy!" exciting Jane. "I've worked there for years. The salary is big enough to meet my needs. Now I'm unemployed and it's all your fault!" A second later he realized he was talking to a prince. Hurriedly he retreated, anticipating in case Phillip intended to yell or hit him.

All Phillip did was apologize. "I'm sorry. I didn't know that work was so important to you."

"For someone who happens to be a descendant of the king, I think work is the last thing you want" Jane said. He deliberately emphasized the word 'coincidence'.

"I'm sorry, Jane. But you're getting married to Tom, so you don't have to worry about money."

Phillip went from the front of Jane to the sofa. The man invited Jane to sit down.

"I'll just stand up" said Jane.

Phillip raised his eyebrows and did not sit down. "You want to drink something? Maybe to lower high blood pressure?"

Jane realized that her breathing was hunting with anger. "Sorry, Your Highness" he said softly, making Phillip smile again. The woman remains vigilant, not wanting to be caught off guard by the services offered. He considers himself being seduced by a demon named Phillip.

The prince could certainly see Jane's dislike for this matchmaking and kidnapping. "That's it. I'll order the servants to prepare the bathwater. After that, you can rest or take a walk around the palace. You're a special guest, Jane. So, the guards won't catch you or kick you out. I suggest you stay here one night. Tomorrow, I'll take you home myself. How's it?"

Jane needs all of that. The body is sticky and smelly. He also slept 3 hours in the car. Come to think of it, a prince would not harm him because if it sniffed the media, then the royal party would probably cross his name from the list of prospective kings. Therefore, Jane nodded in agreement.

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Jane was invited by several beautiful girls to the 2nd floor. There had been waiting for 2 other girls who escorted to a room that would become his bedroom.

The room has a queen size bed with 4 poles on each corner. A fine bed of salem-colored floral motifs, matching the color of the curtains on the large window beside the bed. A beautiful dressing table with a round mirror carved with a small angel beautifies the room decoration in the corner.

Jane was directed to the next room, which was the bathroom. A bathtub in the middle of the room became Jane's main concern because it was made of thick marble. In the corner there is a shower area for flushing that is covered by a glass door. On the wall mounted glass cabinets and stacking racks to put toiletries.

"You know where I can charge my phone?" jane asked one of the girls.

"I'll get a charger for you, Miss Watson," he replied, then came out with a thousand steps.

"Please take off your clothes, Miss Watson" said another girl. "I'll wash it for you."

Yesterday Jane didn't have time to set foot in the apartment, so she's still wearing her work clothes. It was a little strange for him to get such a service. In fact, even in 5-star hotels, guests have to do everything themselves. "Let me just," prevent it once there's another hand that wants to unbutton his shirt. "Please charge my phone battery. I put it on the dresser."

"good. Call us when it's over."

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The warmth of the water that had been provided in the marble bathtub invaded Jane's skin nerves. He soon found incredible comfort. The smell of soap burst into her nose, making her feel like she was in a flower garden. He closed his eyes, lulled down to feel it even deeper.

"Miss Watson's! Are you okay, Miss? Missus!" Jane's maid girls called out her name. However, there is no answer. Knock-by-knock on the door of the room did not receive a response.

"What's wrong?" asked Phillip who heard the commotion on the 2nd floor. The man immediately went up to the servants.

They all bent their knees and lowered their heads to pay their respects. "Your Majesty, we left Miss Watson in the bathroom because she wanted to bathe herself. He asked me to charge his phone, so I went out to get a charger. But he locked the door and didn't tell us at all" replied a waiter.

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