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Chapter 13

Grayson:

This time, I put on a different dress. A simple white lacy dress. The maids put white flowers in my hair and gave me some white jewelry to accessorize. I guess I looked okay.

Just as I finish getting ready, Prince Shithead walks in.

"Boii, you be lookin' fiiiiineeee," Grace says. Strangely, I found myself agreeing with her. His chestnut-brown hair is neatly slicked back, and he's wearing a fitting suit, which subtly defines his muscles.

"That dress is definetely better," He states, eying me up and down. I can't even get mad at him checking me out, because I'm doing the same. Ok maybe I should stop. His eyes travel up to my face, and he's once again staring into my eyes, slightly frowning. He actually thought I was going to take off my contact lenses

"Can we like, go now?" I ask impatiently. I was getting pretty hungry...

Prince Shithead chuckles, before stepping to my side.

"Shall we go, m'lady?" He asks, holding out his hand for me. I glare at him.

"Yes we fucking shall,
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