SERENA'S POV
“Ten of them seriously, ten-f*****g women choking me with their different, thick perfumes,”
Lorenzo laughed, then gave a fake shudder when I glared at him.
We were currently at an amusement park in town and had excitedly spent the whole evening going from one Ferris wheel to the other, playing games.
It was almost 9:00 p.m., and though the park should’ve been winding down, it was getting even livelier.
It ended up being that the king had unexpectedly traveled to another country for business and left his queen stranded.
Alright—not stranded really, since I had Lorenzo with me, and I couldn’t even get angry at Raphael for standing me up.
Not because he called to apologize in person, and definitely not because the apology came with a shiny, black Bentley and a large bouqu
