All Chapters of Substitute Wife For The Cold-Hearted Prince: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Tasha Cob was my crony and my age mate too. We had grown together in West London and later united in Wales. She owned a popular dating site; Hook Ups and she was living life on a fast lane.The last time I saw her she told me she relocated to Wales to foster her cosmetics business. we had grown to help each and watch each other’s back . Tasha was like a sister to me and often than not she had sorted out my problems without my permissions.As soon as she replied my message and told me to meet her in the house, I quickly heeded without all the splendor of royalty. Prince Reuben told me to go in the royal carriage but I declined it.I wasn’t his wife. Imelda was so I wondered how he wanted me to fill in completely as his wife and princess and take his orders. The other night I told him to stop calling me princess and addressing me as one before the maids and guards.It was an honor I owed Imelda and I was ready to keep to it to the latter.“Oh , Her Royal Majesty is here!” Tasha greeted

On his knees with his head bowed was the guard. He knew why he the queen had invited him so he tilted his lips for easy and possible answers. The prince had paid him gratefully for the third time now, and he was far in loyalty to the queen that to the prince.“I thought you would bring me reports of their activities but since the rabbit couldn’t go to the carrot the carrot decided to roll to the rabbit. Any news of their doings? Has she slept with her or have you noticed any feelings building up between them?” she asked, her ears very itchy, with curiosity clouding her eyes.Bowing several more, the guard said, “The absence of no intimacy between them is the reason you haven’t gotten any reports from me, ma’am. The prince and Emily behave as if they are enemies. They live at distance, rarely talked to each other even they rarely salute other. With my observation, there is nothing, no form of intimacy between them, ma’am. If all marriages are like that then there is no need getting m

The night before I had a dream where Imelda stood in the middle of nowhere, stretching her hands and calling on me and just last night I had a dream where Imelda held me tightly and suddenly began to lose her grip, with tears in her eyes.I woke up stressed and drawn, lost in my gloom and wondering what the dream meant. I stood up and began to pace up and down the room, trying to attach a meaning to it but I only ended up in rejecting any form of death.I was thrown into the bathroom where I washed my face until a knock on my door interrupted me. When I answered it, it was the chef, having a saucer and a tea cup. She offered me tea and after drinking it, I heard another knock on my door,This time around it was Prince Reuben, gorgeously dressed in his red royal robe and gold jewelries. His smile flashed at me and when I didn’t return the compliment, he dimmed his gaze and stepped in with my permission.I had noticed his decorum and collectiveness these days and he almost demanded my p

First it started on the chartered flight to Scotland. We were just all alone on the jet, no maid, no guards, no aide, just the prince and I. For over thirty minutes we had maintained an altitude. Flying all alone on a private jet with a hot prince?? I hadn’t come to terms with this arrangement.How can we be making this trip all alone. Was this his arrangement and was the queen aware of this plan? He sat in one of the first lass cabin and I sat a few seats behind him, I was supposed to be comfortable but I wasn’t.The words of Tasha to me a few minutes before we boarded got my knees knotting. She said journey as this often consummated true love but I wondered why she thought the prince loved me more than he did to Imelda.Tasha had believed so much in this true love than she did when I dated David. I didn’t want this to work out at all. I was very cautious of everything that was why I often paid strong able-bodied men to sleep with me and satisfy my urge, and since they did I have n

In extension to my jealousy I had to check out of the hotel and got into another one and the prince kept wondering what must have inspired my intention. I had never seen a man as restless as the prince all the while I stayed in a different hotel and when I remained heady he reminded me of my sister’s condition and the need to avoid getting into trouble.I just couldn’t stop scolding myself for behaving so silly. This was a man I claimed not to have feelings for so why should I feel jealous and furious over the fact that he danced with a lady.That same night I check into another hotel, I checked out and returned to our original hotel. I had to apologize to him and attributed it to my sister’s lingering coma which had gotten into my senses.But that was it; our mother had often told me that when a woman began to nurse feeling for a man she would go to an extent to lie about her feelings and that was exactly what I did. I just couldn’t believe my jealousy exceeded my limit.I had to apo