All Chapters of Taming The Perfect Prince: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Crow’s POVWe arrived a little late to Matt’s birthday party. Matt had been one of my friends since high school, though we were never really that close. Honestly, if Chloe hadn’t insisted so much, I wouldn’t have come at all.“Chloe, I’m not going,” I told her over the phone earlier that day.“Crow, please?” she begged softly before pausing. “Matt’s our friend… and I really want you there with me.”I stayed silent for a few seconds until she sighed in disappointment.“Okay then, don’t come. Bye—”Before she could end the call, I stopped her by calling again.“Fine. I’ll go,” I finally gave in helplessly.Knowing Chloe, she would’ve called me nonstop until I agreed anyway.“Perfect! Pick me up at eight. See you!” she chirped before hanging up immediately.I just shook my head. She could be annoying sometimes, but I was already used to it.It was already past nine in the evening when we arrived. I should have known better. I waited over an hour for Chloe to get all done. “It’s just a b

Red’s POVI don’t know what possessed me to follow Crow outside. The night felt dim, yet the moonlight shone brightly, casting silver hues across the porches and illuminating the surroundings. The moment I stepped out of the house, a cold breeze brushed against my skin. I touched my bare arms using my palms and looked around the place. I had no idea where he went, but somehow, my feet led me straight to the garden.The garden was breathtaking, filled with blooming flowers of every kind. Fireflies danced from petal to petal, making the scenery almost magical. A small man-made waterfall added elegance to the place, while the sweet fragrance of flowers delighted my senses.Lost in my thoughts, I barely noticed a firefly drifting toward me.Then I saw him.My heart abruptly skipped a beat. I swallowed hard, trying to ease the sudden dryness in my throat, but it did nothing to help.I looked at Crow, completely unaware of my presence. He seemed so innocent, and the sight of him like that

Crow’s POVIt was now or never.Maybe denial was the perfect word to describe me. Maybe Red was right all along. I was a coward.“I was starting to believe you weren’t who people said you were,” she said, her voice shaking. “But maybe I was wrong. Maybe they were right. You’re arrogant, rude, heartless, and I’m starting to hate—” I couldn’t let her finish.I already knew what she was about to say, and hearing it would destroy me. I never cared if other people hated me, but if she did… I didn’t know what I’d do with myself. Just the thought of losing the one person who saw me differently made my chest ache.I hated myself for being selfish. I hated myself for hurting her. I hated how indecisive I was. I hated that I was too much of a coward to admit what I truly felt. And in the end, I knew I’d be the one suffering the most.It was now or never.For the first time, I lowered my guard and let her break through the walls I built around myself. Maybe it was time to stop listening to my m

Red’s POV“You think it’s time?” I asked nervously. I don’t want to pressure him, too.We are just on the stage of getting to know each other after all. Or at least, that was what I knew.“Does there have to be a perfect time?” he replied, his tone was very serious.I stayed quiet. I just looked at him straight in the eyes, and I don’t really know what to do. I was worried about what my parents would think of me, especially my dad.“I’m taking you out, Red,” he continued. “It’s only right that I ask your parents first.”And honestly… he had a point.I followed behind him, secretly smiling like an idiot. The second we stepped inside, my eyes widened.Mom and Dad were kissing right in front of our eyes.Usually, I wouldn’t care—but with Crow standing right beside me watching the entire thing, I suddenly wanted to disappear.My parents quickly pulled apart, embarrassed.“Oh! Honey, why are you back already?” Mom asked awkwardly.“Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Vera,” Crow greeted politely,

Red’s POVThe road we were taking felt familiar, but I still couldn’t figure out where Crow was bringing me. I kept asking him where we were going, yet he only answered with one word.“Secret.”I gave up asking and turned up the music playing in his car instead. Now and then, Crow would glance at me before shifting his attention back to the road.Baby Blue Eyes by A Rocket to the Moon filled the car.I sang along dramatically, using my hand as a microphone while swaying my body and looking straight at Crow whenever he stole glances at me. For some reason, I didn’t feel shy around him today. Being with him felt natural and comfortable.A lot of my friends said I couldn’t sing, but honestly, I already knew that long before they pointed it out. Nevertheless, I loved singing my heart out anyway. It made me happy. It was my way of expressing emotions and letting everything out. I didn’t care if people thought my voice sounded terrible, as long as singing made me feel good, that was enough