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Uh, no. That’s just lame, Emma and you know it! You never win. -nips at her earlobe- Oh please…you will not hinder our relationship. It’s not like we have much of a relationship anyway. -shrugs- It is what it is I suppose…Your blush is so cute. -kisses her cheek- A long time. You were the only girl who kept me tongue tied and I…I didn’t know what to say to you. I’d never met anyone like you before. -gently caresses her cheek- My parents will not catch us! I promise, baby. Mhm, I’m pretty sure it is. -grins- I’m the Prince. I do as I please. -chuckles- I cannot stop being cute. It’s just how I am. -nudges her playfully-
If you let me win just this once, then I promise to be a behaved little girl for you. [Moans softly, biting her bottom lip] Yes, but still. Wouldn’t you rather build it, than lose it because of me? I don’t want to ruin your relationship with your dad, the way that mine is ruined with Vivienne. It’s not something that you would want. Your face is so cute. Especially when you’re looking dark and brooding…I adore that look. [Kisses the corner of his mouth] So, is that a good thing or a bad thing that you’ve never met anyone like me before? I still can’t believe that you pretended that I dropped my pen! So adorable of you! [Narrows eyes] And how are you so sure that they won’t catch us?! What if they walk in and they see…EVERYTHING?! [Rolls eyes and laughs] You are so egotistical. Using your Prince-ly powers to get what you want. [Punches his arm playfully] I take it back, you’re not that cute!
Daniel wasn’t one hundred percent sure if he was ready for this, but as long as Emma was with him, the perfect couple would be fine. That’s how they operated now—as a unit. Daniel no longer felt like himself most days, but merely half of Emma as well. Without her by his side, Daniel would be left incomplete. And he was sure that Emma felt the same way.
Hand in hand, they walked from the bathroom, people stared at them as they walked. Daniel glanced down at Emma to see if she was feeling any regret about what just happened, but it seemed like she was okay. He gave her hand an encouraging squeeze and kissed the top of her head as they walked. For a moment, it felt like everything was right and maybe the rest of the night wouldn’t be so bad. Just as he was about to voice his opinion to his girlfriend, he heard the cold voice of Emma’s mother.
It made him sick, how Emma’s radiance just disappeared like that. It wasn’t Emma’s fault that Vivienne did this to her—Daniel understood. It was how his father made him feel. But as he heard her hard voice, Daniel’s insides turned to ice before turning into fire. “I will not—“ he seethed, before Emma’s mother cut him off by pulling his perfect girlfriend away from him. He cast a glance over at Emma and helplessly reached out to pull her back, but she was already being pulled by her horrid mother out of the restaurant. The look on Emma’s face tore him up inside, leaving him momentarily breathless and frozen in place. Emma should not be treated this way, not even by her own mother. “Emma,” he whispered.
Still frozen, Daniel watched as Vivienne smacked her hand across Emma’s porcelain skin. His mouth dropped open in shock. That action seemed to unstick Daniel’s feet from the ground. Swiftly, he made his way outside to make sure that no other harm came to Emma. Daniel told her that he would protect her tonight, and he’d done a poor job of that so far. He felt like this was partly his fault and he didn’t want to see Emma suffer anymore for his sins.
He saw the tears in Emma’s eyes and his heart shattered. The only time Emma should have tears in her eyes was when she was too fucking horny to even think about what was going on. As Vivienne turned to look at Daniel, fire burned in his eyes. “Emma,” Daniel said quietly as he shook his head. If her mother wanted to yell at him, then he would let her. Daniel would stick up for himself and for Emma.
You. Who do you think that you are? Do you see what you’ve done to my daughter? You will stay away from her, do you understand me? Stay the hell away from her!
“I’m Daniel Lancastrian, Prince of Australia. Who the fuck do you think you are?” he asked, his voice causal. This was the ‘calm before the storm.’ Daniel had to be sarcastic before he took care of the rest of his business. “I have done nothing but be kind to your daughter. Maybe you should fucking try it sometime, you cunt. Who do you think you are, telling me to stay away from Emma. You know nothing about her. Nothing at all. I will never stay away from Emma, ever.” He took a step forward, his eyes narrowing slightly. His heart was beating wildly in his chest but he forced himself to stay as calm as possible. “Do you see what you’ve done to her? Do you like making your only daughter cry? Do you think your husband would want to be alive to see this? Emma is a fucking wonderful person and you’re too caught up in your own shit to see that.”
Just as Daniel reached to pull Emma into his strong arms, Vivienne pulled her away again. There was no way Daniel would let his girlfriend get in that car with that monster. As Emma reached her hand out, Daniel moved forward a few steps and firmly grasped her hand in his. “It’s okay, my love,” he whispered.
Still holding Emma’s hand, Daniel moved to the right and unclenched Vivienne’s hold on Emma. “Never, ever lay a hand on her ever again,” Daniel uttered maliciously under his breath as he towered over her frail mother. “If you do, I will personally make sure that it’s the last thing you ever do. You may think you hold power, but I hold more.” As he stared down at Emma’s mother, Daniel felt his heart beat terribly fast as his breathing increased. Daniel took a step back and squeezed Emma’s hand gently. “One more thing before we leave. Emma is mine. Do you understand? She belongs to me and with me, always. Don’t you ever fucking dare try to take her away again. Now get in your car and don’t ever come back.”
Chest heaving, Daniel turned his attention to his perfect girlfriend. Gently cupping her face in his hands, he tilted her head slightly so that he could see the red marks across her cheek. “Are you okay, love?” He spoke with a quiet sense of urgency as his eyes searched hers for any kind of emotion. “Shall we go get some ice for you? Should we go back to your dorm? Tell me what you need, baby, and I’ll give it to you. I’ll do anything you need me to do.” Daniel couldn’t help but pull her into his embrace, pressing their bodies as humanly close together as possible. “I’m never letting you go,” he whispered into the air. Gently, he pressed his lips against the top of her head and then cradled her face in his hands once more. “What do you need from me, love. Tell me and it’s yours.”
Seeing her face glow red, Daniel decided he couldn’t take it anymore. “Can someone get me some fucking ice, please?” he shouted at the various staff and commoners who gazed upon the royal couple. A few moments later, Daniel was being handed an ice pack, which he gingerly placed on Emma’s cheek. “Any better?” he asked anxiously, desperately wishing that the slap had been directed at him and not Emma.
Icy blue irises grew colder as more words inflicted an untamable anger into the ill-tempered woman’s chest. A menacing snarl scurried out of her quivering lips from hearing her daughter’s perfect Prince speak to her in such a shockingly disrespectful manner. The urge to slap his handsome features across the face with the back of her hand was stronger than ever before. It took the blonde woman’s entire will to not carry out the act for it would be foolish and disgraceful of her to strike someone who ranked higher than she did. Vivienne continued to hang on to every word that was spoken out of Daniel’s lips. She was unknowingly chewing on the side of her cheek, to prevent from retorting to everything that he said, to the point of tasting blood oozing out of her skin. “How dare you speak to me that way, you pathetic bastard?!” Vivienne shrieked, her nails digging deeper into Emma’s forearm which caused her daughter to wince in pain. Each degrading term that he smothered her with pierced Vivienne’s core with such a painful sensation that she thought she’d combust into flames. She was seething with anger, with fury, with pure hatred towards the girl who was of her kin.
Do you see what you’ve done to her? Do you like making your only daughter cry? Do you think your husband would want to be alive to see this? Emma is a fucking wonderful person and you’re too caught up in your own shit to see that.
Her striking gaze stared incredulously at Daniel as he brought her beloved husband’s face to become projected into her mind. Blue eyes shifted to meet her daughter’s green gaze. “Emmett,” she whispered so quietly that it was barely audible. Vivienne felt defeated from losing the words that arose from the furiousness that consumed her entire being. She wanted to scream until her lungs exploded. She wanted to tear those who watched her humiliation apart. The far from perfect mother wanted to tear her daughter’s boyfriend apart, limb from limb, for humiliating her on the crowded street. But Vivienne was exhausted from the embarrassment and from the truthful pain that came from Daniel’s words. Her breathing arrived in short gasps, the tears welled in her eyes but she refused to let them cascade down prominent cheekbones. She was horrified from the image that Daniel revealed to her. The revelation struck her with so much tenacity that she could barely stand in place. How could a mother bring harm to her own daughter? How could Emmett love someone as heartless and cruel as her? How could she let herself become such a monstrous woman? The frail features of her body remained still as she processed the thoughts into her brain.
Vivienne looked down and watched, almost as if in slow motion, as Emma was freed from her constricting hold. Her eyes narrowed into a horrifying glare as she felt her demons weighing down on her, whispering for her to fight back and regain control. But once more Daniel shot her down with his commanding words as he held her beautiful daughter in his arms. “Do not think that this is finished, Emma. I am your mother,” her tone directed towards her daughter before focusing on the Prince. “And you? You are nothing but a weak bastard. You will never be good enough for my daughter.” Forcefully, she slammed her passenger door closed and gestured for the driver to go. Once the distance grew longer between where she left her daughter and her boyfriend, Vivienne allowed the tears to stream down her face as she sank into her seat, clutching her chest, regretting not telling her daughter that her mother how much she hated herself what the things that she’d done before driving away.
The sting of her cheek sent tears to well in Emma’s doe shaped eyes as she watched her mother’s car drive away. This wasn’t how she had expected their meeting to take its course. Emma had pictured a simple dinner with her mother and the man that she loved. She imagined a little bickering here and there, but nothing as catastrophic as this. She never imagined feeling this much pain gnawing at her insides. But it was done. There was no more fixing things with Vivienne, there was no more patience or even love for that matter. Her own mother had left her daughter feeling numb with various emotions, which ranged from confusion to anguish to heartache. In the end of it all, though, Emma simply felt empty despite the physical pain that was inflicted on her skin. Her eyes were lifted to look at Daniel, through her wet lashes, as she steadied her breathing to help diminish her tears. “I-I don’t know if I’m okay…Maybe I am. I just need a m-moment, I think.” Voice was soft spoken as she winced from Daniel’s inspection of her face. She was trying to digest everything that had occurred tonight. Amazing sex in his dorm room, sex in the public restroom, being slapped in the middle of the street, and having her boyfriend and mother spew hurtful words at one another. That was pretty much it, she thought to herself. She inhaled heavily, letting the air fill her lungs to help her feel something, anything but the numbness.
I’m never letting you go
Instinctively she wrapped her arms around the Prince that she was in love with and sank into his embrace. Emma tried to fight back the tears that prickled her tear ducts, but as he whispered sweetly into ear, she could no longer withhold them. “Daniel,” Emma whispered as she caressed his name, “thank you for keeping me safe.” Regardless of the blood that slowly eased out of the puncture marks of her forearm, in spite of the emotional pain that Vivienne caused her to feel, nothing could feel as whole or as safe as having Daniel, the man that her heart sang out for, embracing her in his arms in a protective manner. Emma needed Daniel to keep her going. He was the only one that mattered in the world to her. She kept her mouth closed while the palm of her hand caressed his masculine and handsome features. How did she deserve such an amazing man to care for her? She watched as a random bystander handed him a pack of ice from the restaurant and she smiled thankfully his direction. As the pack was placed on her bruising cheekbone, she winced from the connection of the coolness to her stinging flesh. Placing her hand over the one that Daniel used to keep the ice in place, she removed it from her face, and placed her head over his chest to hear his heartbeat. “Yes, I’m feeling better now. Thank you, my lover. I’m sorry that you had to go through this tonight,” she frowned as she looked up at him before resuming her position over his chest. “Take me anywhere. Your dorm, mine. It doesn’t matter as long as I’m in your arms, which is exactly where I need to be.” Emma leaned up as she placed a soft kiss on Daniel’s perfectly shaped lips. “I only need you, Daniel,” she whispered against his lips as she held him tighter to her body, feeling all of the heartache and anguish escape her system from having her Prince holding her close.
I am not a silly boy. And if I am, then you are equally, if not more, silly than me for dating me. So there. I win. -makes a small ‘tsking’ noise- But, you’re welcome my love. I don’t think he’s as bad as your mum but…I don’t know. I don’t speak to him often. I wonder if he’s changed at all. -shrugs- If you hadn’t come to the library with me, I would’ve kidnapped you. Do you know how long I waited to approach you? -shakes head- Such a long time… Get caught? Please. Emma. Please. We will not get caught. If we can make love in a public park, we can avoid getting caught in my own castle. -nuzzles her neck- Nope, not at all. You’re my girlfriend…I’m pretty sure it’s legal…-grins-
[Rolls eyes and nudges him] You do not win! You’re silly for being interested in dating me and asking me to be your girlfriend. So there! I win. There’s no harm in hoping that he’s changed. I hope that my presence doesn’t make him agitated with you. I would have for your relationship with him to be affected because of me. [Laughs] You would’ve…kidnapped me? Even though we’ve never met? How long exactly did you wait? I waited a long time for you to talk to me…[Blushes] I guess you make a point with that. But if your parents walk in on us, I will die. [Moans softly] I like it when you breathe down my neck…Kidnapping is never legal. Regardless if I’m your girlfriend or not. [Pinches his cheek] So, stop being cute with me, Prince of Australia!
Why do I have to be without pants and you are fully dressed?
Would you prefer that I wasn’t dressed? If so, then you are free to do take my clothes off. -Smiles mischievously-
-makes a soft ‘mhm’ sound- Yes you have Emma. Countless times! Everything makes you sexy. -nudges- Just everything about you, from the way you say my name, to the way you look when you cum. Everything. -shakes head- It’s okay. I understand. I want him to like you, too. But the truth is, he hardly likes anyone. You aren’t a bad choice. You’re the best choice I’ve ever made in my life. No one can tell me differently. And I can’t wait until I corrupt you. -growls softly and nips are her ear- What? Kidnapping…? No, of course not. It’s more like…stealing you.
[Blushes, biting on her bottom lip] I don’t believe you, you silly boy. But thank you. You’re a thousand times sexier. If you say so. He sounds so intimidating, to be honest. Your father and my mum sounds so similar. I just hope that he isn’t as bad as she is. Thank you, Daniel. You’re the greatest choice that I’ve ever made. I’m glad that I went to the library with you. [Moans softly and scratches the nape of his neck] What if you get caught for corrupting me on your teenage bed, hmm? Stealing me? That’s essentially the same thing as kidnapping! It’s still illegal!
Hum…perhaps I should just put my pants on then? -teases as he pretend to reach for his boxers-
-Pouts and pins his hands against the wall- No, lover…I love seeing you like this. All pants-less and alluring. -Winks-
Hum…does happy mean something other than the most common definition? -raises an eyebrow-
-Grins widely- Well it depends on your definition of happiness.
-kisses her gently- You and your mum will patch things up one day. I’m sure. Everything makes you sexy, fuck. How many times do I have to make this list? -nudges her playfully- No, you’re not fine. Uh, fuck. Why did I say that? -shakes head- Don’t cry, my love. I don’t care if he gets mad at me. I need you there. You mean more to me than him right now, okay? You mean everything to me and I cannot go there without you. -strokes her cheek- Me. I say that I’m going to let myself corrupt you. -laughs gently- Okay, you’re right. I can’t make him like you. But I like you and my mother will too. So, you’re coming. I’ll drag you on the plane if I have to.
[Sighs softly] I hope you’re right. I’m worried about her, you know? She’s all alone. She literally has no one to run to because of the fact that she has pushed so many people away. I pity her. [Laughs and pokes his side] I’ve never heard of this list before. So, let me hear it! [Winks] I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be acting this way. I find it frustrating that he dislikes me when I really would like him to like me. I want him to be happy with your choices and if he sees me as a bad choice, then maybe…I don’t know. I want him to be proud of you. I’ll go with you, still. I promise, lover. How naughty you are. [Leans in to his ear] I can’t wait until you corrupt me in your bed. Well, it’s good to hear that you like me. [Laughs] You’d take me there against my own will? Wouldn’t that constitute as kidnapping?
-laughs- True…does this mean I can’t put my pants back on? -smirks-
-Smiles seductively- I would prefer if you kept them off. But it’s your choice. Make Emma happy or make Emma sad?
-stops breathing for a moment- Are you not done with me, lover? -raises an eyebrow as he looks down at her-
-Grins mischievously- When am I ever done with you, my Prince? -Presses her body closer to his-
