Novel & Cerita He Called Me Princess

I whisper. Suddenly he snarls. "He will. You are his little plaything, according to her. He will come and give me what I want to save you. He called you Princess! He never calls girls pet names. He'll give me what I need!" He nods his head enthusiastically, like that all made perfect sense. It didn't.

I said. "Why? What do you want me to call you huh?" He asked. I looked at him and he still had a smile on his face. He raised both his eyebrows while still smiling and looking at me. "Just call me whatever you want but not that one," I told him. I looked away again and focused my attention on the plants. "Why? Calling you princess is cute. You are a real princess, by the way, you grew up like one." He says. "Shh." I hissed.

She asked, taking out the books from her locker. " As you can see princess I'm doing very well," he said with a smile. I saw it as the perfect opportunity to finally ask him why he called me princess, especially since he was privileged to call me by my first and because royalty wasn't something that you used too. " You don't have to keep calling me that, I have a name you know?,' I said, closing up my locker. Mie looked up at me with a smile plastered on his face and then proceeded to chuckle lightly. I didn't understand why he was because I didn't say anything funny.

“Get that shit away from me.” He laughed. “Come on, princess. Just try it.” I turned, glancing toward the foyer. Creed wasn’t there yet. I didn’t want to think anymore. I didn’t want to deal with my own anger, disappointment, exhaustion. So I said, “I’ll have one.” And one became two. Two became three. Three became four. Four became five. Six. And then—I couldn't remember anything else. I groaned, dragging a hand down my face,my head aching badly

“Did you just give me a new nickname, Princess?” Shit! I did, didn’t I? What was it? I don’t remember nor did I realize what exactly had come out of my mouth! “Um…did I?” I asked as the edge of my lips twisted into a small smirk. He chuckled for a few seconds and it felt so nice to hear him laugh again. “Yes, Princess, you did. Don’t worry, I love it. No one has ever called me Joshy before and it seems fitting that only you can call me that.”

Tears are welled up in my eyes. "Please don't call me princess." I whispered back in my heavy voice. He pulled his head from my ear and looked at me. "Why?" He asked me with little furious. "Because this princess is broken. Her prince which she loved so much was broke her heart and now she is no more princess to you. I have no right on you. I'm not yours now." I whispered in my shaky voice. "You are always mine no matter what. No one has a power to change it. We have lot more to talk." He said while carsing my cheek.

I wonder why he is here. "Your mommy called me. To follow you to the house of Architect Rosales." We are here at the restaurant now. Just the two of us. He buy me a food. But I'm not starving. "Princess..." He calls me Princess again. “I'll take care of Spencer. Don't worry. Spencer will come back to you.”

Sippy says from a small distance. My heart thuds louder. I’m not sure I want this but definitely, I don't want my mother's choice to be part of me. This might take me further than I’m prepared to go. But this is the best option I see right now. I'm hoping to find a way but I'm genuinely not sure. I feel like I'm a princess with my prince walking to our palace. But I snap myself from the dreamy world. I need to prepare myself for this. I can behave and gauze it with an absent mind.

“I just realised why Ri… Alpha Saviano used to call me princess in pink.” He distorts his face, disgust prominent in his features as he snorts. “Idiot. And I’m sorry. I’ll stop calling you that as a pet name.” “Oh, no! Please don’t!” I plead, laying my hands on his shoulders. “You know it's a difference when a real prince calls you princess.” He chuckles and kisses me again, and I wrap my hands around his neck. ‘I really love hearing your voice inside my head, by the way.’ I mind-link him, making him groan against my lips.

dad said Dad always called me Princess because he said that I’m their only princess so I’m already used to it but why does it seem strange the way dad called me princess this time? It seems like a double meaning? I've been getting crazy these past few days. Maybe it’s just my imaginations. And what does dad say that there are people who will try to kill me when they find out who I really am?! I didn’t remember that me nor my family had aggravated anyone. "But why? There's nothing interesting about me!" I said