The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 93

Chapter 93

The sound of the shower echoed from the bathroom, a tall figure reflected on the glass door.

Arabella was none the wiser, engrossed in her phone dealing with private matters. Only when she heard the bathroom door open did she look up. Romeo, all wet–haired and clad in a white robe, gave off a strong masculine vibe.

Just then, her phone rang. It was an unusually long number, not like the typical mobile number. She shifted her attention back to her phone, answering it calmly, “Spill it.”

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Whatever the person on the other end said, Arabella moved to the balcony, responding with a nonchalant “So?”

Before long, she felt arms wrap around her from behind. Romeo’s breath lightly caressed her ear, making her a bit jittery.

He nuzzled her ear affectionately, like a clingy cat. Arabella could feel his body heat. She told the person on the phone, “Gotcha, I’m hanging up now.” “Was that a dude?” Romeo caught a hint of a male voice on the other end, which ruffled his feathers.

She’d just been checking him out when he came out of the shower. But as soon as the phone rang, she didn’t even give him a second glance, just went straight to the balcony.

“Just a friend.” Arabella didn’t know why she felt the need to explain. Her voice hinted at resignation, “Let go.”

“What kind of friend?” Romeo dipped his head, inhaling the scent on her neck, which was seductive to him.

“Just a regular friend or a special friend?” His voice was soft and tender, his actions unchanging.

“Not just a regular friend.” Arabella said.

had been through life and death together, their

was evident as he gazed at her pretty

tight. She sounded helpless, “We’ve only known each other for a

his tender voice towards her made him all the more charming, almost overwhelming her.

away, went inside to pour

Romeo followed her in, his lust

your pick.” Arabella said.

looked at her, proposing, “So, we

small blanket on the bed, and no couch in the

only blanket and pillow to her,

a Zen–like glow went out, plunging

down under the blanket, his soft

by the bed, gently stroking her

her hand as she drifted off to

curtains, creating a slightly

was sitting on the bed, her silky hair cascading down her shoulders, looking dazed and

was still in his white robe from the night before, looking so gentle. The merging of his inherent elegance and aloofness made him even

hopped off the bed, casually saying,

men’s sleepwear from last night, rolled up by Romeo as a makeshift pillow. Did he really spend the night on the hard floor?

a cocktail of emotions, not sure if it was guilt or

breakfast

were perfect for each other.

floor’s too hard, couldn’t sleep.” Romeo

They thought last night was a great opportunity to bring

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