“You better not mess this up. Do you understand me?”
“I don’t know why Kantarou-sama took interest in you but you better keep it. And you better wear those robes every day, not that whore like-”
“She’ll be fine,” Uncle cuts in. “But please wear your royal robes every day. They need to experience our traditions a bit more.”
“Yumi-chan, do you think they’ll send Kira-kun here to take your place?”
“I don’t know.”
I never had to wear the robes except for social occasions. I never had to feel the pressure Setsuna-chan feels. But for once, I am the sole representative for the Morinaga Royal Family. Aunt looks me over.
Why did I agree to this? I…like their family. They seemed accepting. Tomoko Niwa-sama seemed impressed just by looking at me. She wasn’t afraid to be affectionate with her husband. Around here, there’s no such love.
“Setsuna-chan,” I whisper to her. “Will you be okay?”
“I can handle things better now,” she says to me. “You’re the one starting the adventure. You get to live with my boyfriend.”
“And that monster, Kantarou-sama.”
He is the crown prince. That’s a big deal. Who am I to talk back to him. Oh man, he was right. We’re all waiting in the sitting room. I’m told he landed. My little cousin holds my hand. She does it all and she’s finally smiling about it. If I was the last princess, I would fold under the pressure.
“I’m gonna make you proud,” I whisper to her.
“I want you to make yourself proud. Tell him you want to pursue modeling.”
“He’ll laugh at it.”
“Kantarou Niwa-sama has arrived,” a servant steps in.
We all stand to receive him. His heavy boots bang on the floor. His eyes scan all of us then land to me.
“Thank you for your visit, Kantarou-sama. It’s nice to meet you again. How is your family?”
“Preparing for the press release. I was told to remind you to watch.”
“Of course,” aunt says. “I’m sorry our daughter cannot be a part of it.”
“How are you, Setsuna-sama?” he says to her slyly.
We’re not supposed to talk which such a heavy presence. She bows to him.
“Yumiko-san will be in my care. Thank you for trusting her to me.”
He bows lightly. We’re all surprised.
“I’m gonna miss you,” Setsuna-chan says to me.
She breaks away from her mother’s side and hugs me.
“I’m gonna miss you too.”
“Girls, show some respect-”
“No,” Kantarou-sama speaks. “It’s quite alright. These girls seem like sisters.”
“Say hello to Kyoya-sama for me,” she says.
“Yumiko-san, we have to get back,” he says to me.
He reaches his hand out to me. I guess it’s a formality. I take his hand and feel his strength immediately. I cross the room to his side and my family seems so far away now. Setsuna-chan fights back tears.
“I’ll see you soon,” I say to her.
I walk the hallway in silence with the crown prince. He’s still holding my hand. This is a way to start my own reputation but I could easily mess this up. I’d be embarrassing him too so I doubt he’ll let that happen.
“I’m glad you came to your senses.”
I must remember the training I had when I was younger. I’m not supposed to speak back. We leave the house and walk the runway. I’ve never been in a private jet. I’ve never been allowed to leave the country. The wind blows fiercely and I touch my hair to keep it in place.
I follow behind him up the steps to the plane. Out of sight he finally lets go of me and plops down in a seat. I guess I should sit across from him. He’s so tall. He crosses his leg and commands the chair he’s in.
A servant hands him a drink; it looks like alcohol. He starts ignoring me immediately.
“You have a habit of staring.”
“Sit beside me. You don’t deserve to sit across from me.”
I move to the window seat beside him. He doesn’t even bother to uncross his legs. I have to squeeze to fit in. I guess my first cultural lesson is to stay quiet. Han men seem stuck in another century.
“Where’s that fire you showed me before? You’re not talking back now.”
“If I may speak. I would like to apologize to you. Indeed I didn’t realize your position when I spoke back to you. I am honored that the crown prince would take me in his care.”
“So you see what a big deal I am.”
“Yes, I do.”
“I’ve been meaning to ask you something. Why are you called a disgraced royal?”
He doesn’t know. I guess he wouldn’t take the energy to inquire on his own. There’s no secret.
“My mother and the king are siblings. She married a general from our army. It came out when I was about ten that the general wasn’t my father. Mother couldn’t say who my real father was. The general divorced her, he wants nothing to do with me, and she left the palace out of embarrassment. I haven’t seen her for many years.”
“So she was labeled a whore cause she didn’t know who the father is.”
“It’s not that she can’t remember. She just couldn’t tell.”
“But you’ve since been labeled the same. So you can’t be married off.”
“You’d make a great mistress. You’re plenty beautiful.”
I look over at him. He’s looking over at me. Is he checking me out? Am I even in his league?
“I’ll keep you away from Kyoya.”
He laughs and continues drinking. I was flattered when he said I was beautiful. I touch my cheek thinking about my makeup. I despised him this morning. That won’t change.
“Since you’re in my care, I will not allow you to soil your reputation. You will be my assistant from now on.”
“It will be great exposure for you. I’ll be changing your uniform. That dress is too provocative.”
There’s not even a piece of skin showing. It’s hard to move in so I don’t mind a change. It goes against what my aunt said but I don’t mind.
“You can leave us,” he suddenly shouts.
I didn’t realize the servant was behind us. A door quietly closes. Looks like we’re taking off. I’ve never been on a plane before. I’ve been on a roller coaster so I figured it must be the same. It’s fast and….I’m scared.
“Looking out the window won’t help.”
He grabs my head and pulls me into his chest. The engine is so loud. I hear his heartbeat and try to mimic it in my head.
“You women are so backwards. This is your first time on a plane.”
I’m gonna ignore him. It gets quiet as we settle in the air. I try to pull away from him but he’s set on keeping me at his chest.
“I think I’m okay. I won’t look out the window.”
I open my eyes and it’s dark. He had the servant close all the shades. He pushes me away and goes back to his drink. That was sweet of him to shield me.
“Thank you,” I say to him.
He finishes his drink and throws it to the seat across. He turns his eyes to me and takes hold of me again. I’m quiet as he lowers me down and lays on top of me. I’m not naïve, I know what’s going on. It’s not my first time with a man.
He kisses me and pulls at my belt. It’s a hard outfit to get off but he’s strong enough to pull me out of it. As good as all this feels, he said I was only good enough to be a mistress.
“No,” I say to him. “Please stop.”
His voice sounds gentle for once. He has so much longing. His hands are so big; he fits my face so well. I want to stop but….oh it feels so good. He pulls my robe down and starts sucking my breasts. I squeal and try to hide my face.
I don’t want to be the mistress but what else can I be. I’m not good enough to be with the crown prince.
“For now on you call me commander,” he whispers to me.
I’m ready to explode just from his kisses. Suddenly he stops. He gets off me and stands up. I lay motionless as he stares as me.
“Get dressed,” he says. “I got carried away.”
It’s quiet for the rest of the trip. He sits in the seat behind me. What made him want to make out with me and what made him stop. I can’t even scan his face for clues.
This chp. is a little tad bit longer then the earlier chp.s. I am so happy today
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And thank you ERYLLA SANTOS for editting this chp. :)