Royal Masquerade - The Prince And Cinderella

The next morning, Ella woke up early with plans to make soup. That would last her the entire school week for lunch.Pulling her long wavy hair back, it really was getting too long and Ella needed to get it cut. Shrugging, no-one saw it, so what was the point? After Ava’s wedding, she planned to ditch the hair spray that dulled her hair and the unflattering black rim glasses that hid her face. Having finished styling her hair into a tight bun at the back of her head, Ella opened her wardrobe, pausing to look inside. Another thing she would stop herself from doing. She had a tendency to buy unappealing and bulky clothing items.In order to present herself as Mrs Blackwater, Ella had been gradually buying a few things to refresh her wardrobe throughout the past year. Ella made a face. She didn’t need the clothes for marrying into the Blackmore family now.She would still need them after Ava got married. Because enough was enough. Once Ava was married, then the time was hers. Nothing wou

Emily stood in stunned silence, her mouth agape in disbelief. A heavy silence hung in the room, only to be shattered by the sound of her friend’s voice. “You’re serious,” Emily managed to say, her voice full of surprise.“As a heart attack,” Ella replied, her tone laced with anger. Her frustration was not only directed towards Ava but also towards her own family for accepting Ava’s unacceptable behaviour. She didn’t say more to Emily. Not wanting to delve into the reasons behind her change of heart. It didn’t stop her friend from asking.“Not that I’m complaining, but what changed your mind?”“I don’t want to go into why just now, Emily.” The weight of her words hung in the air, conveying enough explanation for Ella’s decision.Ella paused for a moment, contemplating her next words. The room was filled with anticipation. “Okay, will you let me get you ready?” Emily didn’t press for more details, relieved that Ella was finally going.Ella pondered for a moment, her determination solidif

“Cindy. My name is Cindy.” She said breathlessly. “Smile Cindy, we are about to enter the lion’s den.” He took her hand and led her towards Stephen and Ava. Ella breathed out. She could do this.Would they be able to identify her by her voice? It wasn’t anything like Ava’s. Ava had one of those high pitched girly voices. Ella saw no need to increase her volume so everyone around her could hear everything she said like Ava did.It was too risky to talk normally, just in case. Ella would intentionally pitch her voice lower to keep others from guessing.The decision to use the ball to seek revenge on Ava was a big mistake. She found herself in a position where she had to cooperate with this stranger. Her mind was racing as they reached the other couple.Nick placed his hand on the bare skin of her lower back, making her breath catch. His hand was hot, and it did something to her she hadn’t experienced before. It was all she could do to keep her smile in place when facing Stephen and Ava

Nick lifted his head, then kissed her quickly on the lips before dropping to his knees in front of her. Slid his mask to the top of his head out of his way, still holding her dress up to her waist. He ran his other hand up her long legs, caressing her smooth skin. She was like silk. Her hands fell to his shoulders, not following his instructions to not move. She cried out.“Shh,” he said before moving forward and placing his mouth against her most intimate part, running his tongue over her silk and lacy underwear. She gasped in surprise, making her other hand grip the back of his head and bringing her up to her toes. Her intoxicating aroma overwhelmed him, arousing his senses. Nick ran his tongue over the damp area on her underwear, a result of her craving for him.She was so responsive, so sensual, and so very sexy. Nick knew there was no way he could leave her now. He had wanted to take her in a bed, not against a gazebo wall in the garden where a party was taking place a few hundred

As he ran to the top of the stairs leading to the grounds surrounding the manor and driveway. Nick looked both ways, scanning cars and pathways, looking for Cindy everywhere. Starting down the stairs, he kept looking, hoping to spot her bright hair in the moonlight.He moved at a fast clip down the driveway along the line of cars. He had a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach, knowing she had run from him. Needing to know what she had heard. Was it just he was a prince?Nick heard footsteps, turning to see Stephen running to catch up to him. “Do you see her? Tate just told me your date has run off.”“No. I can’t find her.” Nick didn’t see any cars start up or lights turn on.“Do you know why she left like that? Phone her. Ask.”“I would if I knew it.”“She was your date. How do you not have her number?”Frustrated, Nick said, “she wasn’t my date. I tried to stop a scene I could see brewing with Ava and I was trying to help. Cindy is a local.”“No way mate, I don’t know a Cindy and I