로그인Kimberly's POV"Downstairs?" I thought within me as I half ran to the window to peek, and lo and behold, Caspian Ashford was parked right there in front of my hostel. I smiled excitedly when I saw him, and I could see him smiling when he noticed me too.I don't think Caspian understands how secret dating works, or he simply doesn't care. And somehow I wasn't mad at him for showing up in front of my hostel a few hours after dropping me home. Is this what he meant when he said he wouldn't let me out of his sight?"Oh my God!" Anna squealed beside me, shaking my arm. "He's planning to go public with your relationship, Kim. Caspian is openly courting you. Do you have any idea what that means?""It means nothing, Anna. Don't read too much into it." I scolded her, but I was smiling so much you could tell it meant more than I was letting on.There had always been rumours about him being with girls, screwing them and then moving on like it never happened. But he had never once owned up to any
POV: KimberlyAfter the kiss, neither of us said a word. He pulled me into his arms and cuddled me silently, playing with my hair.I felt dirty and sticky, so I glanced down and, to my horror, we were both lying in a disgusting mattress, stained with something that's milky and sticky.He noticed my movement and saw my panicked look, then he followed my line of sight and saw the cause of my panic, and he smiled proudly, pulling me to himself as he kissed me passionately.When he released me, he picked up the intercom on the table beside the bed and dialed the number on speed dial."What can I get for you, sir?" replied the person on the other end of the line, sounding tired and sleepy. I bet it's Troy, his assistant."I need you to change the mattress on my bed in ten minutes, and send someone to the pharmacy right now. Get me some morning-after pills," he ordered and hangs up immediately."It's so late. You didn't have to call him. I could have changed the bedspread myself and bought
POV: KimberlyGod, I’m finished!I’m in a relationship with a prince, like a real prince with a fucking crown on his head. He turned to me and chuckled softly, acting as though it’s not a big deal.“I’m called the Ice Hockey Prince on Campus, Sweetheart. What did you think that meant?” he asks, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing the back of my palm.How do I explain to him that I’d only agreed to be with him for fun, how am I supposed to dump him and marry the guy my father chose for me?Dump a prince?Is that even possible?“You’re zoning out on me again, Kim. Where’s is head at?” he asks me, bringing me back to the present.“How are you a prince, I why and how, and...”“Slow down, sweet pea. I was born a prince, I didn’t chose to be one, okay. And it doesn’t affect us in any way, trust me. I’m not your Ex, I don’t need you to tutor me to get an inheritance. I’ve taken over the family business since I was fifteen.” He said proudly, making me temporarily forget about my fears.“
POV: KimberlyWe returned to the booth where his friends immediately started teasing us.“Look who’s finally back!”“Should we order a room next time?” I groaned and dropped into my seat.“Can you guys stop?” One of them laughed.“Relax, Kim. We’re just happy to see our friend finally acting like a normal human being.” Caspian rolled his eyes.“Do you guys ever shut up?”“Not when you’re giving us entertainment.” I laughed, and Caspian placed an arm around my shoulders.“So, Kim,” another guy began, leaning forward. “How exactly did you manage to get this guy interested in you?And what about Raymond, I thought...”“Don’t mention that weasel in front of me.” Caspian warned him sternly, shutting him up. Could this be the guy Ray is using?Those were my thoughts and Caspian too. But he held my hand under the table, like a silent assurance that everything would be okay. I blinked as another guy repeated his question,“Really, Kim, how did you do it?” He asks.“Excuse me?”“Come on. We’ve
POV: KimberlyWe broke apart, laughing at ourselves. I buried my face against Caspian’s chest, completely embarrassed.“You’re blushing again.” He teased.“Whose fault is that?” I asked back and he laughed and kissed the top of my head“Definitely mine.” I shook my head, still smiling. When I finally looked up, his expression had changed. The playful smile was still there, but his eyes held something more serious.“Have you decided yet?” he asks me.“Decided what?” He gave me a look.“Don’t play innocent with me, sweetheart. You know what I’m asking.” My smile slowly disappeared. He was asking about us.About the question I hadn’t properly answered when he asked me to be his girlfriend. I looked into his eyes, suddenly nervous. I had spent so much time thinking of what I would say to him. And now that I’m here, I couldn’t say it.“Tell me, Kim. I want to know what you decided about us. I don’t want to be the other man,” he said, bringing one finger under chin to raise my head up.“Do
POV: KimberlyHe had never done that before. Not even when I went out with Arianna or spent the afternoon at the library. I stared at the message, wondering what had suddenly made him suspicious.Was it my dress?My unusual confidence?Or had he simply noticed that I wasn’t behaving like the desperate girlfriend he had grown accustomed to?I couldn’t afford to make a mistake now. I quickly slid down in my seat, hiding my phone from Caspian and the others, then opened Arianna’s chat.Me: Emergency. Cover for me. Send me a picture of a birthday party. Any party. I’ll explain later.Her reply came almost immediately.Arianna: ARE YOU CHEATING ON RAYMOND?I almost dropped my phone.Another message followed.Arianna: FINALLY! YOU DECIDED TO DUMP THAT FUCKING BASTARD!Then another.Arianna: HE WAS NEVER GOOD TO YOU. GOOD RIDDANCE! WHO IS THE NEW GUY? IS HE SOMEONE I KNOW? IS HE CUTE?I covered my mouth to stop myself from laughing. Typical Arianna, always the Chatterbox. Even in an emergenc







