Kellisa Nilsson’s POV
I was running away from the garden as I was huffing and puffing. I was breathing hard. That Tyler Virtanen was making my heart jumped in my chest right now. I was looking around before I was swallowing the lump inside my throat.
I went to my room before I was closing the door and locked it. I was looking around the room that was for the lady’s maid. I did not know why but as I was sliding down to the floor, the phone that I hid was ringing.
I turned to look at the locker that I was putting all my past inside that thing, for now, I am not Kellisa Nilsson, the Swedish Princess, but rather just Kelly, a nobody that just
Chapter 9: The DecisionKellisa Nilsson’s POVI was looking at myself in the vanity mirror before I sighed for the nth time. After that call, my mind has been slipping in and out of the fact that I will need to go home to Sweden again. I have to since my Papa was lonely.I am a terrible daughter.I was putting on my usual lady’s maid outfit before I was heading out to my mistress’ room. I opened the door of her room before Kate was looking at me.“Kel
Kellisa Nilsson’s POVI was looking at the room that I have been living for the last two weeks or so. I know that it was not permanent but I cannot help but think of the memories when I will be going away today. I sighed before I was closing the last suitcase that I will be carrying with me.“Will this be all, miss?” The driver asked me as I was nodding at him. I was looking at the adjacent door before Kate was bursting into my room. I smiled at her.“So, are you ready to get away from here? Back in ye olde kingdom?” She asked me before I was laughing at her statement. I sighed before I was shaking my head.
Tyler Virtanen’s POVI was riding the limousine that my grandpa was picking me up with from the hostel. I was looking out the window before the familiar mansion of Virtanen was in sight. I sighed. I guess I have to play the grandson of a ruthless businessman tonight.“Why are you sighing? Don’t like to be home now, are we?” Levine said as I turned to look at my grandpa. His vivid greens were staring at me with mischief. I rolled my eyes before the chauffeur was opening the door for my grandpa and I was getting out the other side.“No, I was merely reminded that I have to accompany you tonight to that meeting you have with one o
Tyler Virtanen’s POVI was sighing when I have left the mansion again to be at the hotel. Last night has been the best night ever when I was meeting Eliot Park and he was an awesome dude. I just wished we could chat even more after this.But of course, I have to go to the hostel. I put my stuff in the room before I was meeting the guys in the dining room. 25 contestants now. Only 10 will be selected. I just wished I was but after Kelly, I don’t think I wanted it anymore.I nodded at Leo as he just came to join us. Eddy was sitting at the table early than I was. I don’t know what he was doing last night. As well as Leo. But he seems terribl
Chapter 13: The AngerTyler Virtanen’s POVI was looking at the letter before I was feeling the cursive writing on it. I felt the lump in my throat before I was taking a deep breath. Then, I opened it.The smell of strawberry was filling my nostrils before I was looking at the letter and the handwriting on the piece of paper.
Tyler Virtanen’s POVThe sun was shining as I was smiling at the sunlight that was coming into my room. I sighed. I don’t think that I would be happy today but I was. I have to make sure that everything was according to plan.But I don’t think that Leo was up for the game.
Kellisa Nilsson’s POVI was looking outside the window. I sighed. The city of Stockholm was glistening in its vibrant night sky when I was sipping on my chamomile tea to calm my nerves. I cannot believe that tomorrow, I will be meeting with my intended. I sighed again before my father walked into the room.King Ludvig of Sweden. Blonde with grey eyes. I got my eyes from him and my hair from my mother, who died when I was younger.I turned to look at my father before I was putting my tea down as I went to greet him. He was in his mid-40s. Not too old, not too young. Just right to get married but he refused. He only wanted my mother but she was gone too
Kellisa Nilsson’s POVI was breathing hard before I was looking at myself in the vanity mirror. I was adorning the black conservative dress as I know that my fiancé will surely be married to me. So, I would like to keep my skin as little as possible that was exposed to his eyes.I was old fashioned that way.I was sighing before I was letting my ladies maid do my hair. It was braided before it was arranged to be like a crown on my head. I was happy before I was going into this dreadful meeting early in the morning. I just cannot say the same for my fiancé though.