I've never been in love. I've never felt attracted to anyone the way I feel attracted to Cheska, and it is eating me alive because I want her for myself. I want to feel her touch, her hug, I want her lips against mine ... but Prince has that all to himself, and I hate it! Because she deserves a man who treats her with love and respect. That man is me, and the universe is taking too long to see that. The minute I laid eyes on her, you could call it love at first sight. I knew she should be mine. But how do I make her see that? How do I make her see that we would make an amazing couple? Kinda like Bonnie and Clyde. I don't want her viewing me as a psychopath when I'm just in love with her. I ran my hands through my hair, before pulling at it. I bit down on my lips until I felt pain. My anxiety is killing me because I can't even go to sleep without thinking about her. How close I want her to me. I want to make love to her, on the sofa, the floor, in the tub ... everywhere. Never have I

Cheska I pushed Prince away from me and looked away in order to avoid his stare. We both panted breathlessly as we were captivated by each other’s stare. The only thing that was on my mind, was kissing him, and it wasn’t like our wedding night kiss, or when he kissed me at the hospital just for publicity. This kiss was different. It was deep. Sexy. Mind-blowing. It’s like having a kiss with the guy you completely adore. At that moment it’s just the two of you, the world stops, and the butterflies in your stomach that have been holding on, let’s go and flies around with excitement. My heart was beating rapidly, and my legs shook. What was that?” I asked, breaking the intense silence. “A Kiss!” “I know, but why did you kiss me?” “You kissed me back, what’s the problem?” “We shouldn’t have.” He frowned and stepped forward. I shifted to the side, making sure there was a good distance between us. I felt relieved when he decided not to follow. His perfectly laid-back hair was now

Prince Alex stared at me from across the room, with disbelief in his eyes, after I told him about the kisses Cheska, and I shared. Of course, I expected him to not believe me. I am surprised at the turn of events because I swore I would hate her forever. But sometimes things just do not go as you had planned. I was once told that when love comes there is absolutely nothing that you can do to stop it. You can fight it, but how long before it overtakes your body, leaving you yearning for more? And suddenly. She is all you can think about. Her kisses, her touch, her body, her love. Everything about her becomes so beautiful. Especially that laughter. I am in love with her, and I did not even notice how fast I was falling for her until one day I just felt empty without her around. Last night, that kiss we shared was everything, and this was the first time kissing someone where I did not urge to have them in my bed. Because this time, it was not about sex, it was pure love. Passion. As I

Prince I looked at the variety of beautiful roses in front of me, it was hard to choose between them and the gorgeous white tulips. Roses are cliché. I stood in the flower shop gazing between both flowers for about a minute until an old lady walked over. “it’s always them roses son, they are the key to a woman’s heart,” she said in a crackly voice. I looked down at her wrinkled face and smile. “Buy a whole bunch and she will blush to death. Are they for yah girlfriend?” Nodded “My sweetheart. My wife.” “Romantic. I remembered the first time my husband bought me roses. I felt so loved, so appreciated. That night we made our first child.” She chuckled. “I kept them flowers alive for years, and it broke my heart when I had to put them on his grave …. “ The bright smile on her face dropped immediately, and a tear escaped from her eyes. I placed my hand on her shoulder and she quickly wiped the tear from her eyes. “I’m okay son. He lived a long life. Death must come one day, but beli

Cheska “What do you think about this one?” Prince looked up at me and stood up. I twirled around to give him a full view of the dress. He placed down the newspaper and looked at me from head to toe before speaking. “It’s great. Just like the other seven ones. You might have no ass and a flat chest, but you’re still sexy to me.” “Really Prince?” I placed both hands on my waist and frowned. “Sweetheart, it’s just a dinner party with a few celebrities that are not even half as beautiful as you are. He picked up the red dress I had thrown on the chair beside him. “I liked how this gripped your body, extremely sexy.” “The fact that you like it means I’m not wearing it.” “Oh, God. Women are so complicated.” He turned and signaled to the store assistant to come over. When she did, he told her to take all the dresses to the cashier and he would purchase all of them. “You don’t have to do that.” “Hurry and get out of that dress. I might as well buy all of them and you do a whole runway