Entangled With The Billionaire Prince

One alluring night

|Asher’s POV|

“What is going on here?” I ask the waiter.

“This lady is a new customer that I was trying to introduce to our facilities at RIL, and she seemed like a promising customer, so I talked to my colleagues to allow her to do her thing since she seemed to be in a really bad mood, then come back to proceed with the formalities till she feels a little bit better, and she was fine with my suggestion that she even gave us her premium card and made payment for her membership so I was 100% sure that she is legit,” one of the waiters involved in the commotion explains.

“Who says I am not legit?” the stranger from the hotel suddenly jumps in front of the waiter as if she wants to start up a fight.

“How can I not be legit when my father is the prime minister of Orion,” she argues.

“This is the problem that I have with her, she remembers every other irrelevant thing, and she keeps claiming to be the daughter of the prime minister, but how come she can’t remember her pin?” one of the waiters points out.

“If truly she is the daughter of the prime minister, why is she here alone instead of having bodyguards around her to take care of stuff like this?” another waiter points out.

“Why is everyone not listening to me when I say that my father is the…” she starts but I quickly make my way to her by closing her mouth before she blurts out what she is about to blurt out.

“It is better to be safe than sorry,” I decided to keep an eye on this lady till her identity is verified.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” I take the initiative to address the crowd.

“My name is Ambrose; I am a member here and this is my girlfriend…” I quickly introduce myself with the false identity that I use whenever I am disguising myself.

“Who is your girlfriend?” she retaliates.

“Don’t mind her,” I dismiss with a nervous laughter.

“We had a fight so she came here to avoid me, but I am here to make peace with her so here is my card, I will pay her bills,” I quickly assume my identity as the playboy an official bad boy of the Remington family by coming up with a plausible lie that everyone will readily believe.

“Firstly, these people are looking down on me by calling me a scam and saying that I am not legit, and here you are making me think that you want to save me from their bullying but you are throwing your money in my face and assisting them in bullying me…” she complains as she suddenly buries her head in between her knees and starts to cry.

“I am your knight in shining armor,” I assure her as I bend down to her level to pick her up.

“I am not here to throw my money in your face,” I clarify.

“How can I even do that when your money is your money but my money is our money….” I entice her, and she immediately forgets that she was supposed to be crying.

“What I am trying to say is that you have the opportunity to spend my money the way you want to spend it, so that we can clear the bills for the stuff that you ordered and you can even order more stuff if that is what you want,” I suggest and her face suddenly brightens up as she flashes me a beautiful smile with her halo white teeth as she suddenly gets up and wipes her face.

“Can I have a bottle of this, this, and that,” she points at the assorted drinks on the table, rubbing her palms excitedly as she looks at me after placing her order, batting her fan-like eyelashes while waiting for me to pay.

“Here you go,” I say passing my card to the waiter who explains the whole situation to me

“Yay…. I'm getting LITE tonight, rip my sorrows,” she squeals in excitement and I quick

“Do you guys have VIP rooms available?” I ask the waiter and he nods.

“Why are you asking for a room, are you planning to kidnap me?” She suddenly goes from looking like a cute kitten to looking scary like a Rottweiler.

“We need to get lit tonight and we need our space to do that, more so there are some things I need to talk to you about….. I can promise that you will love it,” I assure her and she seems to be pondering on it for a while.

“Let’s do this….” She suddenly agrees and I give the go-ahead for the waiter to set things in motion.

“I will get the drink and the POS machine so that you can make payment while I allow my college to see you to a proper room that will be conducive for you both to iron things out okay?” he informs and I nod.

“This way please…” the waiter gestures.

“Ladies first..” I gesture for the lady and she starts to move, but she is clumsy as a result of her drunk state, so I move forward to support her so that she won’t fall or change her mind.

The waiter leads us to a giant door hidden in one corner of the whiskey library, and on walking out of the door we step into a corridor-style arrangement where rooms are lined up along a central hallway.

I was hoping that the waiter would stop in front of one of those rooms, but we kept walking and he led us through another door with a more open layout, with rooms surrounding a central atrium.

“This Is one of our executive rooms and it is completely different from the rooms in the hallway that I led you both through because this room has special amenities and features, and I am sure that you both are going to have one of the best nights of your life,” the waiter hints in my direction and I smirk.

“Enjoy your night,” the waiter says handing me the key before departing away from us, while I open the door and let the interesting lady from the hotel in before she starts creating a scene.

I shut the door of the room behind me, and I smirk, enjoying the fact that the waiter bought my story instead of buying her story because the string of timing is too accurate for all the things that have been happening to be one hell of a coincidence.

“I didn't struggle to find my way home for things not to go as planned, but I ended up fighting with my father only for him to angrily ask me to return to Silver City and wait for him to summon me” she starts to rant

“Who does that kind of thing?” she laments.

“I did not want to believe that my father who has only seen me occasionally over the past 15 years since I have been away wouldn’t be happy to see me after learning of the info that I sneaked out of the house where my nanny and nanny’s daughter stayed in silver city, got on a six-hour flight after gathering information for about 5 years on the kind of person that my father is, where he stays and how to make my way back to my father’s life where I feel is my rightful place because I needed serious answers but the surprise visit didn’t go down well with my father at all and he had me grounded in the house,” she informs.

“ I thought I was smart enough to escape from the house and follow my father to the hotel room where he was supposed to meet the crown Prince of Orion after I found out about the arranged marriage between the royal family and my family by chance, but on getting to the hotel after going through so much I found my father dead and everybody thinks I killed him,” she laments as I carefully follow her side of the story.

“No matter how I try to explain to everyone, that I am my father’s daughter, they don’t want to believe that I’m his daughter…..what am I supposed to do now?” she breaks down in tears again only for the knock at the door to claim my attention.

I get up from the chair and on seeing that it was one of the waiters who were present when Elena was busy causing a scene, I gesture for him to go inside, while I take the opportunity to text Malcolm to help me find out more about the prime minister’s daughter’s every move from Dylan Grayson’s right-hand man.

“I thought you also left me,” Elena laments close to tears as soon as I step into the room.

“I didn’t leave you; I just had a few things to do outside,” I answer her as I return to the chair I was sitting and I pour myself a drink.

“Can I ask you for a favour?” Elena says as she comes face to face with me, holding our eye contact as she slowly crosses over me on the chair with her huge breasts and n*****s peeking through the crop top that she has on with every move that she makes.

“What do you think you are doing?” I let out in a whisper as the lavender scent coming from her aggressively invades my nostrils.

“Can you please not leave me in the same way that my mom, my dad, and everyone important left?” she inquires, searching my eyes for an answer.

My eyes drop down below her face in an attempt to break the eye contact that makes me feel like she is staring into my soul, but on seeing the eat her chest is beating and her breasts are rising and falling, I realize that I just made a wrong move, do I hold my breath as I slowly look back up.

“I think you need to get some sleep,” I mutter in an attempt to break out of the trance that she has me in and also get her off my feet.

“Why?” she comes off confrontational.

“Because you are drunk,” I State the obvious.

“You think so?” she teases, caressing my face.

“I don't think so, I know so,” I answer her as I turn my face away from her.

“I only asked you for a favour but here you are trying to change the topic,” she complains as she turns my face to her.

“Fine…. I won’t leave you,” I answer in an attempt to get her off me, but before I can say anything further, her lips that is absolutely stunning like delicate rose petals, inviting and full of allure suddenly seal my lips in an intense and fiery exchange of affection that ignites my soul.

“We shouldn't be doing this,” I try to take a stand after using all my discipline and self-control to break away from the electrifying and intoxicating feeling that left me craving for more but she slowly lifts her crop top, stripping herself of her top whilst still on my leg with her mini skirt right above her butt.

I try to pull myself together and not allow myself to take advantage of the situation but it is so hard because I have not seen myself this attracted to someone that I barely know before, I just want to throw away my moral values to f**k her so badly.

“You need to relax and get laid,” Malcolm's voice echoes in my head, and before I know it, I kiss her inviting boobs, pinching her hard n*****s with my teeth because no matter how I try, I can't get the sight of her half naked body that makes me want to taste more out of my head.

“Mm mm,” she moans and I feel an arousal in my pants.

My head tracks down her olive skin tone and I unclasp the button of the mini skirt that she had on before slowly sliding it up above her waist to reveal her sexy lace pants.

“Dammmm!” I exclaim in surprise as my hand reaches for her thighs and I find her wet.

“f**k it,” I mutter, drawing a curtain on my discipline and self-control as I slide her panties to the side, ready to go with the flow of where ever this alluring night leads me.

She clings to me as my finger penetrates her, slipping into her warm wet interior.

The chair gets in the way of my exploration, so I move her to the bed, and she responds to my every move, thrusting her body up and down to meet my every stroke.