Semua Bab The Girl Who Loved Two Princes: The Series : Bab 51 - Bab 60

2019, December 8th Bart and Aria ran into each other during the morning sparring session. He gave her a warm smile and she returned it. She looked better than she had in the corridor yesterday. He was happy to see her in such good spirits. “Are we doing this or what?” “You and I both know I don’t have a chance against you on my own,” she grinned. “Excuses,” he said, charging at her, wrapping his arms around her waist and picking her up the way Ethan used to. “This doesn’t exactly seem like a fight to the death,” she laughed. “It’s been a minute. I wanted to check in on you,” he said, looking up at her, his eyes softening. “Do it with your eyes then and stop being so hands on,” Aaron snapped, walking up to them. “You two look like you’re screwing.” Anger was coming off of Aaron in waves. He’d been going crazy all night wondering what happened last night between Troy and Aria after they left the fountain, dripping wet and laughing like a bunch of fools. She’d never l

As he took her around the room, Troy started paying attention again because he loved how excited she got when one of them won. The first time she did it, he was thrown, returning her enthusiastic embrace a second too late, as she had already started pulling her arms away from around his neck. While the thrill of gambling was going to her head, her touching him was going to his. The more they won, the more she touched him. Aria made no attempt to initiate holding hands, kissing or hugging before, but now she was all over him like they hadn’t just had their first date yesterday. They were having such a good time that when they got up to their hotel room, Troy realized that he hadn’t thought this through after all. Yesterday she was the woman he was going to marry, end of story and he would have gone to bed with her in a heartbeat to seal the deal. But then he met her last night, really met her, met the her not at war, saw different things in her eyes, new things. She even

2017, October 9th “Rule number three, CC. This is especially important tonight. The person you’re about to meet is no joke. He’s barely even human. He will exploit any little weakness you show,” Troy warned. “Sounds familiar,” CC said sarcastically. She was still angry about the way she’d let him play with her, the way he’d handled the proposal, something she may never get again if she did end up married to him in three days. Glass houses though. She was going to use the night as a means to a literal end herself, but he ended up one upping her. What’s worse, when it was happening she could almost see it, being married to him. Troy was smart, passionate, took control of a room and handled things. Clearly she had a type because all the things she liked about him reminded her of Bart. If there was no Bart, she was sure she would have fallen for him that very first night, because unlike Bart, Troy came for her, and continued to come for her. Even now when they were fighting, he was w

2017, October 9th Aaron was lying in the middle of a field of flowers on a hill that offered a view of ruins of a castle. They had been headed that way, were still he thought, only he didn't want to ruin the moment. He liked having her so close, liked watching his fingers go up and down her body without her protesting. She'd even let him drag his fingers through her silky, long flames like he'd always wanted to. This was not what he should be doing, not at all, but when Adele showed up this morning declaring that there was peace at the castle after all and asked him out on a date, he was so flabbergasted that he ended up just watching her, letting her drag him along wherever she wanted. "It turns out Duke Dormer was meeting with Diane to relay messages from her brother Dean to her. The royal palace is hosting a ball to welcome the so called Prince of Wars, Prince Dean, tonight. Also, now that that's settled, want to go out with me?" she'd said all in one breath. Aaron grinned, ze

“Not sure if that’s going to do you any good, but hey, chivalry and all that,” he said, taking the place in. “You don’t happen to have dry clothes in your mystery bag, do you?” But she had already opened the bag and it was lying on the floor empty. Aaron picked it up and threw it over his shoulder. He’d lost track of her while taking in the castle, wondering what it looked like when it was first built. “This is really what you wanted to see today?” he asked, as he wandered around looking for her. “Yes,” she said. “I’ve always wanted to come here and see this place. I think it’s absolutely breathtaking.” A melody filled the castle’s empty walls, heartbreakingly loving and soothing. As he seeked it out, the melody turned passionate, fierce, unforgiving like a dance between a man and a woman desperately in love, drowning in it. Aaron picked up the pace, really looking for her now. “I’m sure it was something in its day, but now it’s-” He stopped short, finally laying eyes on h