Allison's POV
I was cleaning the glass window outside the castle when a guard approached me. He dipped his hand in his pocket and brought out a letter, giving it to me.
I looked at him in confusion but collected myself.
"Read it when you're alone," he said and left.
I quickly hid the letter and hurried to my room. The moment I got there, I brought it out and opened it. Seeing the handwriting, I sighed. I already knew who it was.
"Bring tea to my room."
I squeezed the paper angrily and stuffed it into my mouth. After chewing it well, I threw it in the trash.
"I won't let you end my life, Ethan."
I ignored the message and went back to running errands for the queen. I entered the throne hall with some paint in my hands. The queen was on her phone, sitting on one of the couches. When she saw me, she placed her legs on the glass table. I knelt and started painting her toes.
Four other maids were there, some preparing the painting tools, others carrying her favourite snacks.
My heart skipped the moment Ethan came in.
"You!" he said coldly.
Everyone froze. We all bowed immediately, he's a king to be of course.
"Didn't I ask you to bring tea?" he said. My eyes widened, especially when the queen glanced at me.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I was on the queen's errand when someone informed me," I lied quickly, trying to save myself from both mother and son.
Ethan raised a brow. "Five minutes," he said and left.
Queen Susan sighed. "Leave that alone. Go attend to him quickly," she said. Another maid took my position.
I bowed and left, but I heard her murmur, "He must miss his grandmother so much…"
After making the tea, I carried it to his room. I kept sighing as I walked. Two tall guards stood at the entrance, their swords taller than them.
When they saw me, they knocked on the door and opened it. I sighed deeply and stepped in.
I was in awe. The crown prince's bedroom was huge, and the golden colour and the decorations were beyond beautiful.
I placed the tea on the table. He was sitting on his bed, staring at me with a mischievous look. I bowed and planned to leave.
"Stop there."
'You see, Ethan! You are my biggest regret!' I screamed in my head. I turned back and bowed.
He sighed helplessly. "Come here."
So commanding! He couldn't even ask softly. I wonder where his past self disappeared to, this version of Ethan feels like a stranger to me.
When I reached him, he suddenly pulled me and made me sit on his lap.
"Prince?..."
"Shhhh, chill. I'm not done with the kiss."
My eyes widened. "Wait, what?" What is he planning to do?
He looked at me and chuckled.
"No, Ethan!" My eyes widened again when I realised what I said. Did I just call him by his name?
"I'm sorry, Prince Ethan," I said and tried to stand immediately. But before I knew it, I was thrown on the bed.
My eyes widened in disbelief. Did he just throw me on his bed?! And before I could even react, he was already on top of me.
"Prince Ethan?"
"You can call me by my name when we're alone."
"No… you're the crown prince now," I said and placed my hand on his chest, pushing him gently. But I stopped. I could feel his muscles, that's when I realised how much I missed touching them.
I looked at him, then quickly looked away in embarrassment. "Ethan, I'm not in the position to do this," I whispered.
He chuckled. "Will you respond to my kiss? I'll stop when you answer me."
Then he placed his lips on my neck, kissing it softly.
My eyes widened. He wants to give a hickey?! "Yes, I will!" I said quickly, it won't do me any good if he leaves a mark.
He moved from my neck to my lips and started kissing me. At first, it was slow, but gradually it turned wilder and deeper.
His lips locked onto mine, sucking my tongue like he was searching for some hidden flavour. His hands started wandering around my body, and he swiftly slipped his hands under my dress and cupped my cleavage firmly.
"Ahhh… Ethan…" I moaned softly, my voice barely a whisper. Then I felt his other hand slide down, teasing my core, his fingers brushing me as his lips moved to my neck, kissing and nipping it.
"Uhhh, wait, Ethan… ahhh… please… the queen…" I stammered, my pleas only making his fingers move faster, sliding in and out. My hips betrayed me, rising to meet his rhythm. He saw my reaction and didn't hesitate to yank my dress up, he tugged my underwear off in one swift move.
My eyes went wide. "Ahhh, what are you?" Doing this while the queen is around is very dangerous!
I nearly screamed the moment he placed his mouth on my core, licking and sucking, he is so adamant to punish me for disobeying him!
I quickly put my hands over my mouth. The guards outside! What if they hear us? What if other maids hear us? But the sensation is unbearable.
He groaned in annoyance. "Stop holding back. My room's soundproof." He spread my legs wider, and continued teasing my clit, his tongue driving me wild!!!. I gripped the sheets, screaming his name. I didn't expect this, he had done it before to punish me! But I'd told him I didn't like it because it embarrassed me.
"Something's… coming…" I mumbled, my body trembling.
"Let it out, baby," he murmured, slipping a long finger inside, moving it in and out.
"Ahhh!" I cried out and finally released hard. Ethan didn't stop, he made sure he licked every drop, leaving me mortified. What did we just do?
He pulled back, climbing over me, his eyes locked on my flushed, tired face. "This is wrong," I whispered.
He raised a brow, smirking that dangerous smirk of his. Making me wonder what he's up to. Before I could process it, I felt him slide into me, filling me completely.
"Ethan?!" I gasped in panic. The queen… what if she found out? And this…it was too soon!
"Stop acting like it's our first," he teased, thrusting deeper.
I hissed, then moaned, my body responding despite my racing thoughts.
"You're driving me crazy, Allison," he growled, his thrusts picking up speed as he kissed me hard.
"Ahh… Ethan… oh…"
"Don't worry, I'll be quick," he promised and increased his movements, his lips claiming mine again.
But wasn't this why I was running from Thomas? And now here I was, in his brother's bed. Tears filled my eyes. I felt like the next Monica, trapped in my own mess. But I'm afraid of the consistency. Ethan might not be there to help me.
Ethan noticed my tears and frowned. Without a word, he flipped me onto all fours, positioning himself behind me. He entered me again, deeper this time, and my sad thoughts melted into pure pleasure. All I could think about was him.
He thrust harder, faster, moaning my name. "I've missed you so much," he said, gripping my hips tighter, pulling me back to meet his rhythm.
Minutes later, I collapsed onto the bed, tears streaming. "I'm doomed. I'm his sex slave now," I whispered to myself.
Ethan pulled me close, tugging the sheet off to reveal my bare body. I tried to cover myself, but he gently pulled my hands away. "I've seen it all," he said, his eyes lingering on my chest. "They're bigger now," he murmured, then glanced at my lower body. "And sweeter."
My face burned with embarrassment. Why was he so shameless? Before I could protest, he scooped me up and carried me toward his bathroom.
I looked at him in wonder as he carefully bathed me and helped me dress in a fresh maid uniform, similar to the one I took off.
"You seem confident doing this while the queen is around," I teased.
"All you have to do is trust me," he said calmly, combing my hair. "There are two secret doors here that lead to many places."
He paused for a moment. "Just know this, Allison, you're not my sex toy. I couldn't control myself because… you're not wearing anything to cover your nipples. They were literally pointing at me."
I burst into laughter. "I got tired of wearing it every time, so I decided not to use it today."
He smirked slightly. "You're mine, Allison. Just know that."
After successfully leaving his room, I saw my mom arranging flowers. I quickly ran to help her. Not long after, Katherine walked in. When she saw me, she sighed.
"The queen was wondering if you know where we used to deliver Prince Ethan's clothes for washing," she said.
"Huh?" I blinked, confused.
"Prince Ethan's clothes are very expensive, only the famous dry cleaner, Henry, can handle them."
I nodded quietly, already understanding Ethan's plan.
Mom frowned. "When did you start delivering the crown prince's clothes? Only the highest-ranked maids are allowed to do that."
She sighed. "Do you even know how much that costs? Please, be careful."
Throughout the entire day, I couldn't think straight. My sweet moment with the crown prince kept replaying in my head, almost distracting me completely. That's when I realised I am completely doomed! I've fallen for Ethan!
Again…
The love I buried so many years ago has reopened!
This isn't supposed to happen! What am I even thinking? Falling for him? Everything is just happening too fast!
....
At Night.
"We need to start preparing for the party," Mom said as she lay on her bed.
"What party?" I asked.
"A party for Prince Ethan… to choose his wife."
"What?" I gasped in shock. Wait, did I just react to that? What's wrong with me?! Of course, he's supposed to have a wife!
He needs a queen beside him to rule over this kingdom.
I lay on my bed and turned to face the wall. I wish I were one of the princesses… it would be so easy for me to marry him.