MY TREASURED DESIRE

Chapter TWENTY-EIGHT: What A Scandal!

30th Day After Alexa’s Rescue.

Imperial Palace Residence of the Crown Prince.

Princess Alexa’s POV.

“At last, you are on my bed, My Irresistible Allure,” Prince Reynold said, getting too close for comfort. I tried to move away, but I guess I became too slow. I got myself arrested by my fiancée’s blue eyes. His charm caught up with me, so I hesitated while Reynold’s lips caught my sumptuous pink lips for the first real-time. I would not count those pecks we stole from one another here and there. I got excited to allow his romantic embrace for the first time ever with any man. It felt so warm, and it gives me some butterflies in my tummy. This kind of sensation, I could not explain because I never had the experience before. But I like it, I think.

Reynold kissed the lobe of my ears, and I did not know when I moaned, pressing (what he calls) my beautiful body, seductively harder on him. Reynold expertly loosened the sexy tank-top and freed my boobs, even when the pair was protected by a lovely pair of bra-cups. He gently lay me down on the bed… And soon, I came to my senses, opened my eyes gently, and whispered: “My Prince. Not now… But I need you too. We should cross the first hurdle in another two months… I can’t wait to marry you, Reynard the Fox!”

“Please, I will be gentle with you – My Angel, I do solemnly promise.” Reynold protested mildly, gently running his hands on my boobs. My body was electrified. So, I caught his hand at that impulse and sat up by the side of the bed, wearing my tank top again… “My virginity, my body, and my mind are yours. Please, wait for me,” I pleaded, my body almost visibly quaking.

“If you could keep yourself chaste for me all through the temptation in the French Islands, I do know that I can count on you, My irresistible Allure!” Reynold responded, assuring himself. But I playfully pulled his nose and reclined my body on him. I rested my head on her broad chest, feeling so happy.

“There was no such pressure, anyway. The Monarch of Middleville was a self-controlled person,” I told him as a matter of fact. “I should see you soon. I promise to come whenever you request me to come: Only one chance, but not for romance. Just for us to discuss some progress on our wedding plans… I give it to you, you were with me in the UK, driving me around as my chauffeur and driving my heart crazy for you!”

“Did you enjoy your one-month holiday with me?” Prince Reynold asked, not wanting to remember those testy times. “Those times scare me, for I almost lost you.”

I did not know why I said this: “Reynard! The worst temptation is - I love the scent of your body…” I paused when I remembered the perfect similarity of that same striking scent on Prince Liu Cheng Yu. Talking about that will raise some jealousy issues. How will I explain to him that we shared a room overnight?

“You are so desirable,” the prince said as he planted a kiss on my long neck. I felt that it was time to move away from his bed when he asked: “Why did we not get you to relocate here before now?! I hate to think that you are being expected at your Country home in a few hours,”

“Let me get to the Empress’ Room you gave me before we disappoint God here.”

The couple started laughing as they moved away from one another.

***

Empress’ Suite, Imperial Palace, Achaia.

I sat down on the grand sofa and caught a long breath. Then, I heard a beep. Someone is at the door. I turned to the door; waved at the young maiden to come to me.

“Your Majesty, there is a courier at the door, Ma.”

“Collect the package, and sign for him.”

It was a personalised parcel. I sent the maid away and opened the content privately. It was a packaged letter, DVD, with a photo. I became breathless and quickly turned the DVD player on. Curiosity made its way to my heart. After watching for a while, I realised that a blue film was playing… It was a gross DVD!

Unfortunately, to my own chagrin, the DVD contained a salacious video that presented the crown prince as a debauched, lowly person…

It was too much for the lover inside of me to bear. Hence, since I had always thought it to be unwise to listen to a mere defence over a shred of clear video evidence, I had to hide the information received, and secretly decide to end my life’s romantic affairs for the moment.

***

Crown Prince Reynold Chang’s Oval Office, Imperial Palace, Achaia.

General Raymond brought further incriminating evidence about the arrested film producers – the three of them. They had been revealing a lot of information to the A.S.S.S. team. They have also sought mercy, promising that they would reveal so much more. They informed me about an X-Rated movie they just shot, which contained an unfair s*x act between the Crown Prince and Miss Greta Merkel. The faces were not doctored, the actors wore a realistic face mask of the two main actors. In the film, residential parts of the Achaia Imperial Palace were shown.

“My LORD, the room where the s*x act happened looks exactly like my Residence! The eyes of the actor sold them out: He has hazel eyes, but will the public consider those details? The voices were our replica. And to make things worse, the scenes look too real. Too real to be doubted,” Raymond said, almost close to tears.

I had to put my hands on Green Ray’s shoulder to reassure him that all will be well. I asked him what measures has been taken to keep the situation under control, and he said:

“We have got to make the principal sponsors of the plot renege on their plans by taking particular counter-measures.”

“Have you been able to detect the immediate mission of the malefactors?”

“For now, they wanted to blackmail you to leave the princess out of your marriage plans. The budget is about $1,000,000,000. =”

“I hope my irresistible allure has not been informed in any way?” I feared.

“From the confession, 3 original DVDs were produced: one for Princess Alexa, one for the Prince of Middleville, and one for Miss Greta Merkel. After professional fact retrieval methods, we found out that they were forbidden to make any further copies, or they would be dead meat… We must keep their accounts secret.”

“Talking about secrets, I foresee the need to safely store all the original copies of documents and video evidence… that has to do with Greta and her terrorist sponsor. We might need to trade with the pseudo-originals!”

“Yes, My Lord.”

“Can we get to see what is in the X-rated video?” I asked.

Raymond replied, “If our plans work, we might eventually withdraw the two other copies. But your future wife has not been reachable.”

She must be devastated by now. She may not share the content with anyone, but before we speak to her, Reese might have heard it all… A lone idea came to my heart: “If my hunch is right, Greta will appear - to play the victim - in no distant future… We must inform Dr. Alex Junior and Dr. Reese on time!”

Raymond agreed, but he warned: “We must stay on the point: No disclosure about what we did must come to the fore now! Speaking about your intuitive guess: from experience, the blackmailer should appear in about one or two days, having sown the seed. She would come with a biased solution…!”

I nodded with a smile while Raymond kept a straight face.