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Bab 15: Chapter 15

"Why don't you pick on someone your own size?"

The Prince quickly pulled her up on her feet before shielding her with his body against her assailant. He hated it when men took advantage of the opposite sex because they were superior to them.

He never thought of himself as a knight in shining armor. He was no hero. But when he saw the man attacking his woman, he knew he had to step up.

"Who are you?" The man appeared surprised to see him. "You should mind your own business if you know what is good for you."

The man tried to throw a punch at him, but he quickly dodged his fist. But he did not hesitate to retaliate, sending the man to the ground with one blow to his jaw.

That would surely knock the man out of his wits.

"What are you doing?" Finally, Charlie found her voice as she tried to stop him from beating the shit out of this scumbag.

"You could get hurt." Then, she stood between him and the man who struggled to stand up.

Funnily, no woman had ever tried to protect him before. He had female security, but it did not count. He meant women he dated.

He had never experienced a woman using her body as a human shield to protect him from harm. "What are you doing?" He asked the same question, slightly confused and amused.

"Getting you out of here. It is dangerous for someone like you to be in this place." Charlie shouted as she pulled him back to his car, where his security waited for his signal if things went out of hand.

He did not want to create a commotion by involving his men. Besides, he believed he could handle one man since he was an experienced fighter.

"Damn it. Where is your security? Don't you know he has a gun? He could have shot you." She rattled on as she dragged him to his car and almost shoved him back to his seat.

Even his security seemed shocked as they stood and watched while she acted as if she was protecting the president from an assassination plot.

But in all honesty, he would not have known he had a gun if she did not mention it. It never even crossed his mind when he charged to her rescue.

Indeed, it was a dumb thing to do.

"Look at your hand." She grabbed his fist, checking out the light bruise on his knuckles. "You could have been seriously hurt."

"Would you stop fussing and just sit?" He held her hand and pulled her closer to his side. Then, he noticed the mark on her face where the man had smacked her.

He hated that she stopped him from beating the life out of that man. He believed she did not deserve what he did to her. But he would make sure those men who hurt her tonight would never get away with what they had done.

"It is nothing, Your Highness." She suddenly swatted his hand off her face. "I had worse." She casually said as if her injuries did not even hurt her.

"Would you stop calling me Your Highness or Prince? Just Elijah or Eli would be fine." After they had slept together, he did not see the point of being too formal when it was just them.

Again, he had never met a woman who would think of another person's well-being first before hers.

"Still, we should take care of that." Pointing to the bruise that was developing on her face. "Please come back to my place."

He did not want to let her out of sight, especially after what happened tonight. He wished to ensure her safety.

Earlier, he thought he had blown it. But now, he had another opportunity to spend more time with her.

"No, I can't." Once again, she refused his invitation. "I'm sorry, but I have to get back home." She dropped her eyes to her lap as if thinking of something deeply.

"Is there something wrong?" He could sense that something bothered her as her mood shifted.

"I have to check on my friend. I have to ensure she has gone home safely," she quickly explained. "Maybe you could just drop me at the block. Then, I can take it from there."

"No, I'm going with you." He insisted. He could not let her go home, knowing that man was out there, probably looking for her. "Tell me where you live."

"No! You had already done enough. I can't keep bothering you. You probably have things to do or places to be." She refused to accept his help.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not letting you out of my car until you tell me your address." He could be as stubborn as she was. But he was not giving in to what she wanted.

"Fine! But I am telling you, my place is not the Four Seasons." She warned him. "But really, you don't need to do this."

He could tell she was giving him a way to back out. But he had already set his mind on accompanying her anywhere she wanted to go.

"I want to ensure that you and your friend are safe." He instructed his chauffeur to drive them to the location of her home.

He realized it was not that far. In just a few minutes, his car parked outside an old building in a questionable neighborhood.

Of course, he already anticipated it would not be pretty. What could he expect from a server, impersonator, and con artist?

Exactly!

"This is home!" She announced as she looked out her window, pointing to the four-floor apartment. "Thank you for..."

No!

He was not letting her get rid of him that easily.

"I am coming in with you. I need to ensure that you and your friend are ok." He was not about to just let her go.

Frankly, after seeing where she lived, he wondered if he could let her stay in such a place like this.

Damn!

How could she reject his offer when it would uplift her life so much better and take her out of this dump for good?


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Bab 16: Chapter 16

Oh! My! G!

Could this be happening?

Her eyes widened as she stared at her new apartment. At least her new home, in the meantime, probably until the Prince had enough of her and got tired of acting like her knight in shining armor.

How could she say no to this?

It was everything she had dreamt of and possibly more. It was as if she had won the lottery or found a genie in a bottle who granted her wish.

But how could she also say yes to this?

She was not naive to believe that her Prince Charming would sweep her off her feet. She knew this was not a fairy tale where she would have a happy ending.

He might be the Prince, but she was no Cinderella.

However, she did not accept his proposal for her benefit. On the contrary, she only agreed with him for her friend and her child's safety. She knew Prince Elijah was right. They were not safe in their old apartment.

Of course, she lied about being mugged by that man who attacked her.

She could not tell the Prince the truth about Eddie. He was only collecting her debt. But that was her problem, not the Prince. She just needed time to figure things out.

"Charlie, are you sure about this?" Her friend asked, acting the same way she was, in awe, excited, and terrified, all at once.

"Yeah! I think this is the right choice." She confidently answered her friend, showing her no sign of hesitation.

It was the least she could do for her friend after dragging her into her troubles. Her friend had been comfortably living with her family when she convinced her to follow her dreams.

Now, Giana was stuck with her in this shithole life, chasing an elusive dream and doing mediocre jobs, far from achieving the promises she had made to her.

"The Prince just gave this apartment to us." Her friend looked at her as if she still could not believe it. But she did not either. "Just like that."

Last night, after the Prince accompanied her to the apartment, he refused to leave unless they would go with him.

Eventually, she gave in, thinking of the pros of agreeing with him. Besides, his presence in her apartment was already causing unnecessary attention.

"Yep, seems like it." She shrugged in response. Like her friend, she still could not understand the Prince's hidden motives.

He checked her and her friend into a hotel for the night. Then, he brought them into this new apartment, saying it was hers the following morning.

No strings attached.

She did not need to sign a contract with him. He gave the house without asking for anything in return. However, she only considered living in this house temporarily until she could pay her debts.

Damn! How fucking rich was this Prince?

How could he buy an apartment with a snap of his fingers while she could barely afford a month's rent?

"Well, he did ask if we could have dinner at his place tonight." That was the only request he had asked of her. Therefore, how could she say no?

Besides, she saw nothing wrong with having dinner with him. It was the least she could do for his generosity. Although she had every intention of paying him back every good thing he had done for her.

"Are you going?" Her friend asked, looking slightly wary. "What about his other offer? Are you going to take it? What about your baby? Are you going to tell him?"

Her friend rattled on several more questions that she still had no answer. But how could she decide when a lot was at stake? Her entire future and her child relied on every decision she made.

"I don't know, but I think I better talk to him before I decide on anything." She turned to the kitchen, wondering what she would make for their lunch.

"Why don't I cook while you unpack?" She suggested, feeling her stomach grumbling.

Besides, they only had a few things to unpack. It was not as if they had brought many things to their new apartment.

Nonetheless, she could not stop thinking about what her friend said. She knew she had to make a decision sooner or later.

"Wow, Charlie! This pasta tastes great!" Giana complimented. "Mmm-hmm!" Moaning as she savored every bite of the easy pasta alfredo recipe she tossed on their plates.

"It is easy to cook if you have all the ingredients available within your reach." She explained, pointing to the fully stocked kitchen pantry and refrigerator.

"What about we pair it with wine?" Her friend suggested as she ran to the fridge to take out a bottle chilling inside. "It could be our welcome home celebration."

"Ahem!" She grunted, reminding her friend that she could not consume any alcoholic drink. "Are you forgetting something?" She placed her hand on her flat belly. "But you can have yours if you like."

She did not mind if her friend celebrated. She could always have water or juice. As she said, the fridge had everything they needed for the week or even more.

"I'm sorry. I just got carried away. But I think I will have a glass." Giana said as her friend poured herself one. "Now that I have seen your Prince in person. Damn, girl, he was hot!" 

Of course, that would be her friend's natural reaction to the Prince. She doubted if many girls would respond differently.

"Yeah! You said it." She could not deny that. "Damnit, Giana, he is."

She could not help it. Just thinking of the Prince gave her goosebumps all over her skin and butterflies in her stomach.

"Yeah, I admit the Prince is to die for. But do you think someone like him would take you seriously?" Her friend suddenly questioned the Prince's intention.

"I'm just afraid that if you get involved with him, he will only break your heart," Giana added, concern written all over her face.

She understood her friend's apprehension since it was what she also felt. She believed she had strong feelings for the Prince.

Is it love?


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