All Chapters of Taming The Perfect Prince: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Red's POV “You know, what? If I were you, I'd join. Not everybody has the opportunity to get in." Colleen suggested while we were at the library the following day. "And besides you already have a background in cheer dancing. It would not be hard for you." she said. I told them after Matt’s offer about my experience way back in high school and they were surprised as expected. "If Matt only asked me, I wouldn't doubt joining. Aside from having the opportunity to see him often, you could also gain extra points." Mitch putting her pen above the book on the table. We're here at the library doing our pharmaceutical calculations. This subject is quite difficult so we badly need to depend on some references here. "As I have said, I'll think about it. Even in this subject alone we barely couldn't make time, how much more if I add it to my list?" I pointed my lips on my paper. "Leave it for me to think about and let's finish this." I said, cutting the conversation off. I didn’t think abou

Red’s POV"Geezz, I'm jealous of you right now, Red! Just imagine doing a project with Crow Dallas. Crow Dallas, oh my gosh! Merely thinking of it already made me wet!" I nearly choked at her last remark. She's gross. She’s too much, even walling in desire.“Stop it, seriously.” I said.With reluctancy, I had told Colleen and Mitch the other day that Crow agreed to be my partner, and now I was starting to regret it. Their nonstop teasing and ridiculous comments were exhausting. Though they would’ve found out eventually anyway. It feels like it turned out that I insisted on our pairing which is not the case.“You know what? Of course you don’t.” Mitch said, grinning. I could not help but to roll my eyes. She was really getting on my nerves.“I think Crow likes you!” She said it out loud and with so much giddy.I immediately looked around the locker room to check if anyone else was there. Thankfully, no else is here.“How can you even say that? I am way out of his league.” I shrugged, p

Red’s POVThe restaurant was breathtaking. The interior was beautiful, elegant, and cozy. Large, luxurious chandeliers hung from the ceiling, adding to the charm. I felt a little self-conscious as I still hadn't changed and was in my school uniform. I ordered ricotta and parmesan gnudi with a glass of white wine, and Crow had a Florentine steak and champagne. We ate in uncomfortable silence, neither of us wanting to be the first to speak. We’d steal awkward glances at each other every so often, both waiting for the other to break it. The unspoken tension was high."This is a really nice place actually," I said suddenly before the silence could get any more awkward. I put a hand on my full stomach, already feeling that I might regret eating too much. Thinking that all of those diet restrictions I just started last week may just go straight down the drain.The food was incredible, the service impeccable, the ambiance elegant and welcoming. We had just finished our plate when music fille

Red’s POV“Wow…” I breathed out the second we arrived at the beach Crow brought me to.I stood there in awe, completely taken by the view. Massive rock formations framed the horizon, and the landscape stretched out beautifully before me. I couldn’t help myself as I ran toward the shore, the fine white sand brushing against my bare feet.The place felt untouched. Peaceful. No trash, no noise, just pure serenity. The water was so clear and vivid, it instantly reminded me of Crow’s eyes.I turned to look at him. He stood a few steps behind me, hands tucked casually into his pockets.He was barefoot too. He said it felt better this way, and honestly, he was right.He wore black swimming trunks that showed off his toned, slightly hairy legs, paired with a thin white long-sleeve top. Effortless. Attractive. Distracting.I was dressed similarly, with black Nike cycling and a white long-sleeve suit. We had planned to match the vibe of the place.“Why is no one else here?” I asked as we sat on

Red’s POVAfter that kiss, Crow fell quiet, and the entire ride home was wrapped in a heavy, deafening silence.Crow Dallas kissed me.My mind refused to fully process it. A small smile crept onto my lips as I replayed the moment. It wasn’t intense or overwhelming, but it was soft, gentle, and sincere.My first kiss.So that’s what it felt like.It was something magical, something I knew I’d carry with me as one of the most unforgettable moments of my life.But… why did a part of me want more?This innocent mind of mine was getting dangerous.Crow stayed focused on the road, his expression firm, unreadable, like he was deep in thought.Did he regret it?The idea stung more than I expected.Why was he so quiet?Was he thinking about the kiss… or trying to forget it?I turned my gaze toward the window, watching the night pass by. Maybe he really did regret it.The sky was filled with scattered stars, and the crescent moon seemed to smile down softly. It was peaceful, too peaceful compar