Prince William And Doris Novels & Stories

I said, getting closer to the nice one. Again they went to look at each other. I reached for his face and held it, forcing him to look in my eyes. “What does a prince have to do with my daughter,” I said, firm. “Uhm, actually you may want to sit down for this part. He’s the prince. Prince Dawson Drexel, and next month he’ll be the new King and Trix-- uhm, Willow will be his Queen,” he said. My legs immediately felt weak and I went limp. A flash hit me like lightning. Rain, big rain like the kind that brings a tornado. Hail cutting through the wind sideways.

“Hello? Oh, Janet? Hey what’s up?” Darius could easily hear the conversation, so he eavesdropped. “It’s Doris, Thalia,” Janet said. “Oh no… Is she gone?” “What? No, no. The old bitty’s still crackling. But I wanted you to know her kids are here.” Thalia’s gaze shifted from the ground to Darius, then to Jonas as she told him, “Doris Williams has visitors. Her kids!” Jonas gaped at her. Everyone knew she never had anyone come by. “No way!”

But when she recalls how his erection was burned, she couldn't help but sob ruefully. At that moment, a knock came on the door and the door was opened from the outside. Princess Danika didn't bother to lift her head or make a move. She was in a deep trance in her very world. "Sister!" Prince William called, running quickly to the bed as he hugs her body on the bed. Princess Danika struggles to sit her butt on the bed, she seems to be shocked to see him in the room. "How did you get in?" She asked, meanwhile, prince William was busily wiping off the tears on her face.

Driz was busy looking at the books as I finished my water and was wiping the excess drops from the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand, hoping no one saw. *KNOCK KNOCK* The doors opened and Malcolm walked in before announcing "His royal highness Prince Charles and Mr. Callahan," he then took a step to the side for the men to enter the room. I stood up from the couch and Driz and I curtseyed in unison as soon as we saw the Prince. His eyes went directly to me and I blushed heavily, trying to hide my face which I'm sure was the same hue as a tomato. He was already smiling before he entered the room and that alone made my heart flutter.

I saw some white men playing golf and I waved at them. " Impressive," I said as Doris and I walked home together. " Mrs Johnson must be quite an incredible wealthy woman. Where's this boat cruiser and private jet of hers anyway?" Doris ticked something on her clipboard. " Today is your second day in your contract and yet, you're already asking about her Private jet and boat cruiser. Are you her husband?" " I'm her boyfriend," I said, laughing. " I'm entitled to everything she has except cash, remember?"

"Very well. Send word that I look forward to the visit of the Prince of the Venetians." The wicked Queen listened in silence, her heart poisoned with envy. Prince Philip of Venice! Originally, King William had intended for the Queen’s own daughter to be betrothed to him. But now that Snow White had appeared, she was about to snatch away the prize. It was infuriating!

“Tell me everything.” Doris picked up her glass absentmindedly. “She was pretty.” “That’s the first thing you noticed?” “She is his fiancée,” Doris replied matter-of-factly. “Of course I noticed.” Vance chuckled softly and gestured for her to continue. Doris leaned back slightly. “She’s quiet. Nervous too.” She paused briefly before adding, “But polite.” “That sounds normal.” “Yes, but…” She frowned slightly. “I can’t explain it.” Vance watched her carefully.