“So, Princess, why are you so moody?” I asked her. Her face had a frown all day.
“My father told me that it's the same people who killed my mother who are after me. He employs you and wants me to get married because he is trying to protect me.” She sighs after telling me.
She abruptly turned to face me. “I know he wants to protect me, but this is too much. He was trying to convince me to marry Renzo. Renzo? I had no idea, it was him.”
I felt something prick my heart when she spoke about another man. I have tried so hard to ignore this but it keeps coming back, especially when she is around me.
“Xavier, what do I do?” She asks with desperate eyes.
“It's your choice, princess. Who is this Renzo, anyways?” I had to know who the fucker was.
“Renzo is my father's best friend's son. He
