Todos los capítulos de The Girl Who Loved Two Princes: The Series : Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

(CC) Back at Troy’s mansion, I was anxiously awaiting Troy and Aaron’s return. They’d all but tied me to the chair, telling me it wasn’t safe for me to come along. I was already on edge about Troy trying to ship me back home. Why was that again? Isn’t this what I wanted? No, no it wasn’t. Because he was sending me home, not ending the engagement. He was decidedly not giving me what she wanted and… I didn’t want to leave him. Not now, not when he was struggling with this whole Dean business. I wanted to stay, to help him, to be by his side. I was stumbling around absentmindedly in the house, pacing up and down corridors when I saw him. There, before the front door, stood the man they had gone out to find, Prince Dean. I froze. My body wouldn’t move like I wanted it to. His eyes were Troy’s, but not Troy’s. They had the same shape, edge, and intensity, but Troy never terrified me like Dean did. “I’ve

(Aria)As I watched Aaron with his sister through the ajar bedroom door, I was reminded of my relationship with Ethan and the strength of our bond. Did he have to keep giving me reasons to like him? Leaving CC and Troy behind, Aaron grabbed onto my hand and pulled me through the foreign corridors and hallways until we got to his room. He turned the light on and threw himself down on the bed, his eyes falling shut. The sound of my laughter opened his eyes right back up.“Well, knock me over with a feather. You’re a closet nerd!” I said, exploring my surroundings.He sat up, patting the space next to him on the bed. “This is why I don’t usually bring chicks home. They get stupid obsessed with my brain and ignore all this,” he said, indicating toward his body.“They’re probably just blown away that you have a brain,” I said. “I know I am. Advanced Mandarin, Japanese, French, Spanish. How many languages do you speak?”“Just ten.” He

2019, December 20thCaines, Terres Somnia (CC) “You’re just going to stand up here and watch them while your mind implodes?” Troy asked, leaning forward with his clasped hands over the railing as he came to stand next to me.“What do you want me to say, Troy? It’s not that you spend four hours a day working out and training, it’s that you do it with her? Don’t spend time with your dead best friend’s sister?” I snapped.Troy chuckled. “Wow, four hours. That’s something. Looks like I missed a few things. When did this start?” he asked, smiling as he watched Aria laugh as she sparred with Bart.I turned my head to Troy, watching his beautiful brown eyes darken ever so slightly. I had made myself fluent in even the subtlest changes in Troy’s facial expressions. How long had I spent studying this man to try and outwit him? Back then, he always kept me close

2017, October 11thSartis Est (Aaron) I’d been watching her for ages, but she just wasn't stirring. All the early mornings had probably caught up with her. After kissing her forehead, I took a shower and headed downstairs to kill some time until Adele woke up. I was about to take a stroll through the garden when I saw her. Hearing Adele chastise me in my head, I grinned to myself and followed anyway. The woman led me to Troy’s shooting range. “Put up a gun, Condor,” she said, taking aim with her own gun. I was always wary of women with guns. They seemed somehow more terrifying than men. Super hot, but terrifying. “I didn’t sleep with you, did I?” I asked, taking up the space next to hers. “Because if I did, I’m really sorry I didn’t call,” I said, turning on the charm and taking her in. Everything she had on was pure black. Black dress, heels, leather jacket and shades. She was so well dressed, even CC would be impressed. She looked exactly like my type too, a tall, well groomed

He carried me over to the bed and laid me down on it gently. He was on top of me, all over me. Despite the angry kisses and the way he talked to me, every other thing he did was heartbreakingly cautious. It wasn't how he was touching me or even that he was touching me. It was the anger and sadness in his eyes as he did it. I just couldn't watch him like this. I didn't ask him to stop. He did that on his own. I was holding his head against my neck, holding him to me firmly, when I said the words that did it. “I like you too.”Aaron pulled back, looked into my eyes again, and finally smiled. “That wasn't so hard now, was it?” “It really, really was.” I sighed. “Even though I like you, I don't think—”He kissed me again, over and over, his mouth softening against mine. They were still fiercely passionate kisses, but these were the kisses of a lover, of someone who wanted to give more than just his mouth. “Tell me your answer tomorrow. Let me spend the next t