Christine Rovski’s POV
Damn the man!
He thought that he could just leave me when I just saw for the first time that I was spending the rest of my life with him. Did he dare to get out of this country? Not on my watch. I saw him leaving the castle grounds before I was lurking in the bushes. I made a mistake by stepping onto a twig and with that, I was being held down on my back as Antonio Romano, the guy that saved me a few weeks ago, was on top of me.
“Who are you?” he asked before I blinked at him. Maybe it was because I was wearing my disguise. I learned that from the servants that were outside of the mansion when they wanted to get some ingredients. I put some hair chalk onto my blonde hair so he would not know that I was the Princess.
Princess Christine Rovski of Hungary.
“Speak,” he demanded before I was pushing him off. He got the message that I was being suffocated by him.
“Sorry,” he apologized before I looked at him with all seriousness.
“You know, it’s rude to jump on a lady,”
“Yes, my apology. But I must remind you, ma’am, that you are not a lady at all,” he said as he was eyeing my clothing. Then, I remembered that I was supposed to be the kitchen maid. I scoffed.
“Don’t judge a book by its cover, you know. Who knows, maybe someday you will be stuck with me,” I said as I was smirking at him. I am being bold right now. I’d never done this before when I was looking at him. He was trying to figure out my angle but, to my surprise, he played along with my scheme.
“And should you not be afraid that I might not be what I seem to be?” He asked as I was dusting some of the leaves from my skirt. I turned to look at him as he was arching his eyebrows at me. I was batting my eyelashes at him.
“Well, if I should know the real you, perhaps I would take the risk,” I said as I was stepping closer to him before he was distancing himself again.
“May I require your name?” I asked as he was looking at me as if I had grown some horns.
“Why do you want to know?”
“Maybe perhaps I will hunt you down to get to know you,” I said as I was looking all innocent at him.
“Perhaps that would be a bad idea.”
“I like bad,”
“No, you don’t and please stay out of here. It’s night time,” he said as he was looking around like an agent supposed to be doing. I smiled at his habit before I chuckled. He frowned.
“Well, if I don’t have the respect to require your name, I still want to give you mine,”
“I don’t need to know who you are,” he replied quickly as he was turning away from my face. What an interesting reaction.
“Oh, and why is that, Mr. Romano?” I asked as I was stepping closer to him. Luckily, this time, he did not budge from his stand.
“Even with your disguise, I know it’s you, Princess Christine,” he replied as I was touching his hands and caressed his knuckles.
“How perceptive,” I whispered as I looked into his caramel orbs. It was enticing under the moonlight right now.
“But we cannot have you call me that. I want you to call me Violet,” I said as I was smiling at him.
“Why? Why Violet?” He asked me as I was smiling.
“Because I look good in them. So perhaps in the future, if you want to know that I have found you, Mr. Antonio Romano, I will be wearing the violet dress,” I whispered as I was closing into his face. Our hot breaths mingled before he was staring into my eyes.
“Maybe this was a bad idea.”
“Shh, not when people don’t even know that I existed,” I said before I kissed him. It was magical as the moonlight was shining before I heard the guards were coming. I ended the kiss before I was stepping inside the bushes again.
“Until then, Mr. Romano. I will be waiting,” I said before I disappeared into the shadows and that was the last time I saw him.
Until now.
Present-day...
“So, what’s your plan?” My friend asked me as I was pacing back and forth as I was looking at her. She was lying on the bed that I shared with my lover. I cannot think, but I think I only know one thing to do.
I have to go back.
“I know that look,” she said as she was looking at me. I smirked at her.
“Well, you know me too well.”
“Christi—“ she said before I held my hand.
“I have to go back. There’s only one thing that I have to do to get him under my fingers. I have to do this,” I said as I was holding her hands inside my hands. She arched her eyebrows at me.
“Are you sure about this?”
“Positive and if he cannot think about the clues that I have been lying around, maybe he was lying as dumb as they can get,” I said as I was smiling at my friend.
“Alright, you’re the princess. Your wish is my command.”
“I thought I was your friend,” I said as I was arching my eyebrows at her. She laughed.
“Well, princess first, then you’re my friend,” she said as she was putting her arm around my shoulder.
“And that is why you don’t have any friends,” I said.
“I do have—“
“Well, your lover was not a friend. He’s your lover,” I said as I was trying to get the backpack that I had been carrying around since I was running home.
“Ready to go?” She asked as I was looking at the house and the bedroom that I shared with my lover last night.
“As I would ever be,” I said before I was getting out of the room as I looked at the door. I was holding my letter to my lover and his keys. I slid it under the door before I went out.
Antonio, please come and get me if you love me.
Antonio Romano’s POV
“Where’s Christina?” I asked Nina as she was on the phone before she stopped to tell me that she was not there yet.
Damn it!
I went to her office to see that she was there but not when she was out again. I wondered where she could be right now? I pulled out my phone to call her.
“Come on, pick up, pick up,” I said as I was walking back and forth as I was looking at Milan city.
“Where are you, Christina?” I said before the phone beeped.
“Sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service,” it said before I hung up and called her again.
“Come on, Christina, don’t do this to me,” I said before the same voice came onto the phone. I think I might have killed that lady if I didn’t know it was prerecorded. I hung up the phone before I went to the phone service that was only for receiving, not calling. I don’t give a damn. I have to make the call.
“Hello?” The same person that called me answered my call.
“Hi, this is Agent Romano, I have a confession to make,” I said as I was looking at the door before someone came into view. It was Christina.
Shit, I cannot let her know that I understood and spoke Hungarian.
“Sorry, I think I got the wrong number,” I switched back to Italian before I put the phone inside the drawer that I would lock later after Christina was gone.
“Who are you talking to?” She asked as she was arching her eyebrows.
“Nobody, I was talking to myself,” I said as I was smiling at her. She eyed me up and down before shrugging.
“Alright,” she said before she went to her office until she turned to give me something.
“Here is the list of copies that I have of the digital formats and I think we have another caller from Finland,” she said as she was looking at me skeptically.
“It’s just business,” I said, as I hoped she understood that I would never cheat on her.
“If you say so, Tony,” she said before she went to her office. I sighed before I went to look at my missed call. It was a familiar number before I saw Christina was closing the door. I dialed the number and a familiar voice answered it.
“Antonio, how are you?” He asked in Hungarian.
“Kai, why do you call me?” I said before we talked that Kathleen needed help and I think I was ready to do my job. I thanked him before I looked at Christina. She was here, not anywhere else. I can make this work. All I had to do was tell her after I went to Finland.
I don’t know that was my first mistake when losing Christina.