Cursed Bond: Claimed By The Monstrous Alpha Prince [BL]
Chapter 60: Seeing Baby Off

Chapter 60: 60: Seeing Baby Off

Lilac

I flushed brightly as I stared up at the Prince. I could feel a thousand people’s eyes on me right now because we’re in public. I instinctively stepped back, but a grip on my waist pinned me in place.

"Ah... Sloan, people are watching." I pointed out while my cheeks burned.

"Ignore them." He responded without missing a beat and I almost let out a groan. That was easier said than done. I couldn’t ignore them, not when I grew up always being conscious of people and also able to feel their eyes on me despite backing them.

When it was obvious that the prince wasn’t relenting, I let out a small sigh before rising on my tippy toes and kissing his cheek.

When he pulled away, he was laughing a little and the sound warmed my insides a little right as his arm settled over my shoulder again. "That wasn’t a kiss, little one."

"But I’ll drop it for now. Next time, I’ll kiss you myself in public." He told me as we resumed walking and my heart pounded away while his words danced around the insides of my chest over and over again. Was that supposed to be a threat? Or a promise? I couldn’t be sure, but I just know that my stomach fluttered and I didn’t grow scared or nervous. Instead, I wanted said next time to come again so he could kiss me himself, because he was so good at it.

When it comes to kissing, I have a lot to say compared to him, and I hope that my inexperience wouldn’t turn him away or make him irritated at some point. I’ve just not been opportune to practice before. In my former kingdom, being together with boys was forbidden, and I was better attracted to girls, and I was also in a disguise my entire life, so my only kiss in my entire life was with Malachi, and that had scared me so much because he was my half brother.

Now that I was thinking about Malachi again, I wonder if he’s still in that prison that our uncle ordered for him to be locked up in. Or has he been freed? After our father died, who is presently on the throne? Our cruel uncle or Malachi?

I’d definitely like to know all that is currently happening back at home. Here, cell phones exists. People use it to call each other and send each other messages. Back at home, nothing like that existed— you need a physical messenger to deliver your messages for you, or a bird to travel with it.

When Sloan and I drew up to the outsides of the slave quarters, my insides started to tighten up with nerves and I swallowed emptily as I glanced over at the prince.

"Are you coming in there with me?" I asked slowly and when the prince nodded, my heartbeat picked up again.

"Yes, of course. I need to have a word with those seniors of yours that refused to assign you to me." He declared and I stiffened even more. I had completely forgotten when I told him all that, but apparently it was clear that he still remembered.

"Ah... I don’t think that is necessary, Sloan." I began after a moment and the prince frowned down at me.

"That would only bring more attention my way and it might end up harming me. I wish to be on a low, out of sight and barely noticeable. So far, everyone notices me now and it’s tiring. If you go in there with me, I’m sure it would cause me more harm than good..." I mumbled as I stared at the prince.

"Hm," the prince stated and I took that as a good sign.

"Yes! I’ll come over to visit tomorrow even though I don’t get assigned to serve you, so it’s all gonna be good." I continued and the prince let out a long sigh.

"Fine."

"Just don’t forget to come over tomorrow, okay?" He said and I nodded fast. I’d never forget. That was something I was already looking forward to from this very moment.

"Oka." He reached out to briefly stroke my cheek. "See you tomorrow, little one."

When he turned and walked away this time, I stared at him till I couldn’t see his back anymore.

When I turned around and made my way into the slave quarters, I was surrounded almost immediately by the slaves, and by what they were all screaming at the Same time, it was clear that they’d heard what the Prince did to Prince Zade, because of me.

Oh god.

So much for wanting to blend in with the crowd and keep a low profile.

After Jake successfully managed to pull me out of the pile of crowd this time, he tugged me close and sniffed at my throat.

"You smell strongly of someone, and... arousal." He stated without flinching and my cheeks quickly colored as I covered my face in embarrassment.

"Who was it?" He asked as he laughed but I was too shy to spill, so I said it was nothing.

He kept pestering me to spill, but I absolutely refused.

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When Damien came to get me that night, he took me straight to the bald headed man this time, who instantly complimented me for a job well done, saying it was clear the prince was talking for me even more, for him to have beaten his cousin up for me.

I want to point out to them that I didn’t do anything, and that I wished they stopped having anything to do with me because I really don’t wanna work for them, especially since it meant I’d be against the prince.

"Try making him fall more in love with you." One of the two women instructed and I didn’t know how to tell them that I wasn’t even doing anything at all.

I felt very sick to my stomach, and guilty as hell, because this feels like I’m betraying the Prince who clearly wants to protect me from all that he had done just today.

What kind of mess am I presently in and how do I get out of it?