Chapter 3

Adrien's POV:

When I took on the job of being a personal bodyguard for the Crown Prince, I knew it was going to be difficult. I have read many articles on him. Every day there is different news about him being involved in some sort of scandal. I am sure this guy changes his partner faster than one changes his clothes.

Moreover, I have seen him in the media countless times. There is no doubt he is good looking, but seeing him in person is something different. The way his blue eyes shine, his perfect blond hair, flawless skin, the natural tint of his cheeks and those plump lips, nothing about him can be captured by the camera.

There is one more thing that I cannot get out of my head, the way his eyes shine whenever he is flirting with me. He is indeed a royal menace. It's been just a day with him and I am tired. Especially after what happened between us in the morning. I know I have crossed the line. He is a Crown Prince and he is not used to people telling him how bratty he is. Therefore, he snapped. However, the way he choked me, there was nothing threatening about it. In fact, it was something else. That grip was strong enough to keep me in my place but loose enough to give me room to breathe. I felt a tingle in my stomach then.

'What is this?' I found myself questioning my behaviour.

However, after I went to the council meeting with him, I realized why he is such a jerk. Kieran can't even breathe freely. I mean, how would it feel to see that outsiders are sitting together and making decisions for your life?

He was fuming mad as he walked off there and I accompanied him back to his residence but he shut himself in the room. To be honest, I was worried and I couldn't help but ask Bernard about what I should do in situations like this?

"Give him space. Let him come around himself but you should also keep an eye on him. During such times, he becomes more and more rebellious. Who knows what he might do." He sighed, "I should call Dr. Cervan home."

I massaged my temples. He really is a pain in ass but I can't help, but be concerned for him.

Soon, a beautiful lady was sitting in the living room. I know her. She is Dr, Cervan, the therapist for the Crown Prince. She adjusted her glasses on the nose bridge and I had no choice but to go to his room and to get him out of there. I knocked on the door. Once, twice and then again and again but there was no response.

"Your Highness, if you don't open the door now, I will have no choice but to open it forcefully and I am afraid that you will never have a lock for your room." I threatened him and after a few seconds, I heard the ruffling inside the room.

Suddenly, the door flung open. I was nothing but satisfied to see that. However, I halted when I saw his red eyes and his disheveled hair.

"What is it about this time, Vale?" He sounded... tired.

"Umm.." For some reason, I pity his state, "Actually, you have a doctor waiting for you."

He huffed and I expected him to defy me again but he didn't. Before I knew it, he was storming towards the living room and settled in front of the woman.

"I am not insane, but you people will make me. Just give me some room to breathe, for fuck's sake. Is this too much to ask for, Laura?" He was agitated.

"Are you having insomnia again?" She asked and my eyes narrowed at the beautiful man in front of me. I just realized that his eyes were not only red but there were visible dark circles around them as well.

Kieran hid his face behind the palms.

"Did you not take the pills that I prescribed last time?"

"I did. I took them, even more than what you asked me to take, but they are not working. They are making me miserable." He sounded defeated and it did something to my heart. I am not supposed to emphasize with my client, but this time I can't help it.

"Your Highness, you know how dangerous it is to take more sleep pills than prescriptions, right?" She was scared. It was evident on her face while the way her hands shook. She was really worried about him.

"Oh, God." She winced, "Do you want to talk to me about something? Anything that is bothering you? It might help. You might find peace."

"Laura-" He sat next to her and leaned closer. So close that my hands automatically turned into fists. The doctor, she was in a trance. The way she moved back and bit her bottom lip, everything was crystal clear to me and I had this urge to snap her neck like a twig.

"You have been my therapist for 4 years. Have I ever discussed something with you before?" He asked, his brow arched and he was savoring the reaction he was pulling out of her. She was clearly older than him still, he was making her lose control.

"This is the reason why you are not making any progress." She replied in a shaky voice.

"Talking is not something I am good at," He whispered, but I could hear him. Loud and clear. "Why don't you make use of yourself in different ways and get rid of this frustration out of me?"

"I- I can't. This is not professional." She said and started writing on her pad, "I am changing your meds. You should not take what I am prescribing. If they do not work, we can look into other means."

"Other means? I am more than glad to look into them now." He grinned. Can I just gag this man so he will never be able to speak so cockily again?

I saw blush spreading on her cheeks, "No more, no less." She stated again and got up to leave. Although she tried her best to sound normal, when she left the uneven clicking of her heels against the marble floor was clear evidence that she was deeply affected by him.

Kieran plopped onto the couch like all the energy had been drained out of him, but he looked at me, "Did you really have to see me so pathetic?"

"You are not pathetic," I said immediately, almost too fast, and it caused the smile to spread on his cheeks.

"You are adorable."

Adorable? I have always been referred to as a monster, devil, scary but never adorable. He really needs a therapist. No, no but an ophthalmologist.

Something was really wrong with his eyes.

"Ask Bernard to call Damon to our usual place. If I am not with him, I will have nightmares." He commanded and returned to the room. While I could put one and one together. Damon. Usual Place. Nightmares and the frustration which he revealed in front of the doctor earlier.

That must be one of his fuck buddies.

Do I really have to watch him make out with another man now?

I sighed and carried out the orders as per his instructions. Soon, I was standing in the lobby of some 5-star hotel. I was surprised to see that the hotel always has a presidential suite reserved for him. Well, he is the Crown Prince Kieran Gray. The future King of the country.

The second we got inside the private elevator, someone walked in. Without wasting a second, I tried to push the man away, but Kieran's voice stopped me: "That's Damon, Vale. Do not stop him."

I paused and looked up at the man. He was lean and had an athletic build. His muscles were visible through the black shirt which he did not bother to button all the way up.

Bronze skin. Grey eyes. Defined features. Tall. He was indeed handsome.

However, when he saw me, I found him smirking, "Your Highness, I see that your new guard is a stud. It must be difficult to control yourself when you are such a man next to yourself."

"He is not my type-" He said without hesitation, and I had the urge to ask his type, but I kept my mouth shut and glared at this motherfucker Damon.

"You are," Kieran added and pulled him from the collar of his shirt. The man instantly reacted and kissed him hard. They were practically eating each other and I was trying my best not to look at them, but it was difficult with all the sounds they were making. Before I knew it, I was looking straight into Kieran's eyes. He was kissing Damon but looking at me. Trust me, I have never been in a situation like this before. I am as straight as a rod, but there was something hot about the way he looked at me and when he moaned, I cursed myself in the head.

The second elevator opened and we walked out of that tiny space. I let out a sigh of relief.

They went inside the respective rooms and I had to stand guard out there, knowing whatever the dirty things they were doing in there.

It hasn't been more than 10 minutes when I had a notification on my phone. It was from the head of the Royal security.

"Code Red. Get His Highness out of there."

I clenched the phone hard and without thinking about what they might be doing, I barged in there. And when I saw the scene that was unfolding in front of me, I flinched. I regretted every single choice that I have made in my fucking life.

Kieran was laying on the bed while Damon ate his ass. However, they were unfazed by my sudden appearance. "Are you feeling horny, Vale? You are more than welcome to join us. Damon and I do not mind a threesome."

"It's Code Red. We need to leave now." I said, and went to grab his clothes from the floor before I threw them at him.

"Are you kidding me right now? Do you want me to have blue balls?" He pointed at his dick. That was hard. He was not small by any means. Even his cock is beautiful. With the perfect length and girth, the veins on it were almost angry while he was well-shaved down there. Of course, he is prim and proper all the way.

"I don't care." I seethed, "You have 10 seconds to get dressed. Otherwise, I am taking you out of here naked."

"What?" He was dumbfounded but when he saw no hint of humor on my face, he realized that I was hell serious.

"Motherfucker." He cursed me and started dressing up. Damon licked his lips and leaned back. It was a relief that he was dressed. I was really in no mood to look at his genitals.

Soon, I was taking him out of the hotel from the back door. Since it was a Code Red, there was too much danger. We don't know who might pop out from where.

"You are taking care of this hard on later, Vale." He said to me.

I speechlessly looked at him, "I am not paid to do such stuff."

He smirked, "Money is not the issue here."

I made him sit inside the car and the second I was about to get in, I felt something graze my forearm.

"ADRIEN!!" Kieran shouted and without a further due, I pulled out the pistol from my waist.

"This is a sniper shot. Take him out of here. NOW." I growled at the driver.

"What about you?" Fuck! I saw his blue eyes drowning in fear. "You are coming with me." He pulled me in.

"You are bleeding." His hands were shaking as he applied pressure on the fresh wound.

"I am fine, Your Highness." I assured him but my heart stopped beating the second I found him crying.