Claimed By Her Brother In Law

The first thing that I want to do with this limited hours of freedom that my brother gave me is to experience what it's like to be part of a party. Party that's the total opposite of the one we held in Palace. I want to be in a party like those in movies and series. I wiggle my eyebrows as I waited for him to give me his answer. Malik may be a responsible prince and royalty every sunrise but when the sun set and darkness starts spreading like a wild fire all over the place, Malik becomes a party animal. It's his dirty little secret that he only shares with me. Not even the all-knowing Queen mother of us knows about it. Malik being the perfect son has something to do with the Queen trusting and having fate in him the way she trust and have fate on our heavenly father. "But you're too—""Too, what? Too young?" I scoffed. I rolled my eyes on him and rested my head on the back of my shotgun seat. "How can I be too young to attend a rave party but not too young to get married?" I asked h

My lips gasped for air. The man that is all over my body didn't let me get the air that my body is begging for. I don't have a single idea what it is that's happening to me, my body, mind and soul but there's something that I am certain about right now. I am enjoying this. I love how this man dominates me and my body as if my body is destined and has always been his. He knows how to make me feel alive and the the jolts of electricity everytime he rub his skin against mine and his hand caresses my legs up to my thigh is heavenly. He nibbles and laps my lips. My lips are all swollen because he won't stop devouring it, not even for a moment to allow ourselves to breathe. I don't want him to stop either, and everytime I tried to kiss him with the same intensity and ferocity. He's drawing a little and dangerous looking smirk on his lips and he will proceed to kiss me better, setting the bar a little to high everytime he claims me. "Ohh!" That erotic sound came out of my lips unexpectedly

I could hear my heart near my ear as the private jet descended from the sky. I delved my fingers inside of my flap bag, searching for a circular compact mirror. When I find it. I immediately checked myself. Mela is right. I do look tired and this light make-up of mine wouldn't be enough to hide these dark circles under my eyes. I did enjoy my escapade last night. It was memorable but if someone is capable of giving me a second chance to do it again. I won't. I would choose to stay in the palace all night long and sleep. "Radj?" I turned my head to the officer of internal affair. The private jet has landed and everyone inside are preparing to leave the jet, except for me. I need a ten minutes break from everyone before I come down and greet everyone who is waiting for me. The old man walks to my side. He looks very much accommodating of me and my need. Whatever it is that I am going to ask from him. I feel like he has the power to provide and serve it before my eyes with just a snap

My feet move on their own to take a step back the moment he look up to my direction and Radj's.The seriousness on his face didn't falter. I only stop moving my feet backwards when my body finally collide with someone else. I immediately turn to see who is it that I bump with and my eyes grew bigger. I bow my head and it stay that way for a short moment. I didn't dare to look up to his royal highness until I heard him release a set of soft chuckles. His laughter is like a music in my ears. "There is no need for apology, Elide," Orius said. Slowly and cautiously, I straigtened my back until I have finally redeemed my posture and composure. A sweet smile is present on the Crown Prince's lips as he take my hand and kiss the back of it. "Pleasure to finally see you, Elide." His royal highness did took his time running his eyes all over my face. If I were to base on the radiance of his face as he checked me out. It would definitely boost my pride to say that he loves every single thing

Bethy breathes heavily. She is starting to panic as we both hear the distinct sound of a fancy heel walking down on the palace floor. Seconds after that. Marthe showed herself, an ipod on her right hand that she soon hug on her arms. She cast a questioning look against Bethy when she saw my food that I haven't touch yet. "Your grace, is there something wrong with your food? Do you like something else? I did my research. Those are your favorites and I specifically asks the royal chefs to prepare these dishes for you," she said. I run my eyes on the long table filled with mouth-watering food that I could never say no to even if I am on a strict diet. It's just that I am not used to eating alone. "I am waiting for his highness to join me for breakfast. Do you think he is on his way?" I asked her. I already threw the same question to Bethy earlier but because she is just a lady-in waiting. She said she knows nothing about his highness schedules and the only one who can answer that ques