*Ainslee*

The metallic taste I’ve been smelling for days hits my tastebuds as I press my lips against Prince Rafe’s. His mouth is warm and soft, even if I can taste a bit of what he had for dinner, which isn’t exactly appealing, but it doesn’t stop me from holding my mouth to his. He is stunned. I can feel it in the tension in his face. At first, he is unyielding, probably wanting to pull away from me. But I am persistent and continue to keep my mouth on his for so long, eventually, he gives in.

And then he is kissing me back. Tentatively at first, like he...