All Chapters of MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

DMITRI ROMANOV'S POVI watch Spencer's eyes widen as he takes in the opulence of my penthouse, a satisfied smile spreading across my face. My plan is working. He's here, in my home, and he'll be staying here with me.I feel a sense of triumph. It wasn't easy manipulating events to bring Spencer to this point. But it's worth it.My mind flashes back to the conversation I had with Marco, my childhood friend and associate. I asked him to act suspicious around Spencer to make him feel uneasy and vulnerable. And Marco, ever the loyal friend, agreed without question."Just make him feel like he's in danger, Marco," I instructed. "I want him to feel like he needs my protection."Marco nodded, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Consider it done, Dmitri. But just to clarify, what's the endgame here?"I smile, my eyes glinting with amusement. "That's need-to-know, Marco. And you don't need to know. Just trust me, and do as I say."Marco nods, his expression serious. "I trust you, Dmitri. But

SPENCER HAYES'S POVI wake up to an empty bed, wondering where Dmitri went.I look at the time; it's 10 in the morning.He must be at his office by now.I am also late; I should get ready to go to my workplace.I have a huge event coming up.I walk into the kitchen, expecting to find it empty, but instead, I'm greeted by the sight of Dmitri cooking up a storm. He's standing at the stove, his back to me, and he looks...hot. Really hot. The way he's expertly flipping pancakes and scrambling eggs makes me feel a little inadequate."So, you know how to cook?" I ask, trying to sound casual despite my surprise.He turns around, a spatula in hand, and gives me a charming smile. "Someone has to do it, since you don't know how to," he says, his eyes glinting with amusement.I feel a little defensive, and I frown. "How did you know that I can't cook?" I ask, trying to sound nonchalant.Dmitri's smile grows wider, and he takes a step closer to me. "I know those things about you that even you don

DMITRI ROMANOV'S POVAs I ride my Ducati through the winding roads, with Spencer's arms wrapped tightly around my waist, I feel a sense of freedom and exhilaration. The dinner at the fancy restaurant was a success, and Spencer seemed to enjoy himself. I glance back at him, his face lit up by the passing streetlights, and feel a surge of affection.But as we ride, the sky grows darker, and I can sense the storm brewing. Suddenly, the rain comes pouring down, soaking us to the bone. I expertly maneuver the bike to the side of the road, seeking shelter under a nearby shed.As we huddle together under the shed, waiting for the storm to pass, I can feel Spencer's body tense up. The rain pounds against the metal roof, creating a deafening din, and I wrap my arms around Spencer, holding him close.But then, a blinding flash of lightning illuminates the dark sky, and Spencer's body goes rigid. He buries his face in my chest, his breathing rapid and shallow. I realize, with a jolt of concern,

DMITRI ROMANOV'S POVI trudge through the door, exhausted from a long day at work.I had to endure Jeremy and his annoying presence for the whole day, but I didn't leave a moment to tease him back by flirting with Caroline, his secretary.She is such a chubby, cute, and lovely type of girl, totally opposite of that asshole Jeremy.Well, Jeremy Nikolai and I are triplet brothers.Jeremy is falling for his secretary, but he would never admit it, as if his ego will be destroyed, and Nikolai is going after some divorced chic.Whatever, that's none of my business.All I can think about is collapsing onto the couch and closing my eyes. But more than that, I'm thinking about him. My little prince, Spencer.I've been thinking about him all day, wondering what he's been up to, whether he's been taking care of himself. I just want to see him, to hold him, to make sure he's okay.As I enter the penthouse, I'm greeted by the familiar sight of the living room. But what catches my attention is the

SPENCER HAYES'S POVIt's been a week since things shifted between me and Dmitri, and I have to say, it's been a wild ride. The awkwardness is gone, replaced by a flirtatious energy that's palpable every time we're together.We've made out in every room of the house, it feels like. The living room, the kitchen, even the garden. It's like we can't get enough of each other. But despite the intensity of our makeout sessions, Dmitri never takes it further. We always stop at kissing, never venturing into more intimate territory.I have to admit, it's killing me. I want to feel him, to explore his body and have him explore mine. But every time I try to take things further, Dmitri pulls back, leaving me feeling frustrated and confused.I don't have the guts to ask him what's holding him back. What if he thinks I'm a Manwhore or something? I mean, I am, but it's too early for him to know that. I don't want to scare him off.I've been down this road before, and it never ends well. Many of my pr