Possessing Beauty

It’s time to teach this royal brat a lesson she’ll never forget.

I know the rules.

I know sweet, sassy little princesses like her are strictly off-limits to rough and tumble, non royals like myself. I know that even though I’ve made billions with nothing but these two strong hands and an iron will, they’ll say I’m no good for her.

They might be right, but that won’t stop me.

I’ve been watching Princess Colette for longer than she knows. The mouthy little spitfire’s been temptingme, and a man can only take so much.

I’ve waited patiently, hungering for her sweet curves. I’ve told myself that she’s too young for me, or too innocent – that she’s too untouched for me to touch.

But when I find out about this “suitor’s ball” in the next kingdom over, and about some snot-nosed little prince thinks he can marry her up instead of me, I’m not waiting any longer.

F**k the rules, and the h*ll with what they’ll say. I’ve denied myself long enough, and it’s time to show this princess how a man takes what’s his.

I’ll treat her like a princess, but I’ll claim her like a queen