Captured By A Royal Thug

by Heiress

  Our eyes met, and she was telling me with her eyes what she meant. A wicked grin appeared on my face, as I pictured it in my head. Two women at the same time who want to be together is not only heaven sent, but a blessing. Then I had to think about how all of the princesses sounded like the perfect candidates.

  “Can’t I just mold they asses into one girl.” I fell back on the bed confused on what to do.

  “I mean, you could pick one princess and demand she act like the others. I mean you are a Prince. Can’t you like, make them act a certain way or something?”

  Sitting back up to face her, I burst out laughing. “I’m a prince, Leah not a fucking magician.”

  “Listen, I say your best bet is to go with, Kiwi. She’s pretty and I’m sure you can talk her into being with you and other women. You have a way with words so I’m sure you can do it.” Her shoulders shrugged.

  “If I had a way with words, I wouldn’t be forced to do this shit. I would have talked my way up out of it,” I snapped, inhaling my last puff before the herbs went out. “I’m curious to know why you didn’t mention, Creola.”

  “Ugh. Because if it was me, she wouldn’t even be in the lineup. She’s rude, selfish, egotistical, snobby and she treats people like crap. I did nothing but listen to her bark orders at the servants all night. Why does King Zuse want you to marry her anyway?” she questioned.

  “Alliance purposes,” I simply replied. Once again, I laid back in the bed with my hands behind my head. I was in deep thought. I felt like how famous people must feel. Having people envy their life because of what they see, but they have no idea what goes on behind closed doors.

  “Here. Maybe this will cheer you up.” She handed me something wrapped in toilet paper. “Sorry it’s not fancy but I’m a servant girl so I don’t have the tools to be luxurious.” She slightly grin.

  “What is it?” I took it from her hand.

  “It’s a gift. For your birthday.”

  She was so cute that I laughed. “We as royals don’t really give or receive material gifts. It’s mostly lands and women.”

  “Oh…wow. Well maybe you’ll like this gift. It’s very materialistic.” She smiled.

  I sat up and tore the toilet paper from around the gift. When the unwrapping was done, I noticed that it was a movie cover. “Coming to America,” I read out loud. “Is this that movie you told me about last time we spoke?”

  “Yes, and I’m surprised you haven’t heard about it with you living in Africa and all. It’s really good, and maybe it might help you with your situation.”

  “Well, what is it about?” I quizzed as I got up and proceeded to put the disc into the back of my tv.

  “It’s about this prince who is being forced to marry a girl he doesn’t love. He wants to marry for love. He wants to be given the opportunity to find his own bride, so he does. He goes to America and falls in love, and then he brings her back home to marry her. It’s super cute too.” She beamed.

  “Well we gone see about that. Hit them lights for me.” I nodded towards my wall that had the light switch on it.

  “Uh. Okay. I’ll just leave you to watch the movie-,”

  “Nah, you gave it to me as a gift, so you gone watch this shit with me.” She sat there, still. Her mouth would open, but then close up again. I laughed to myself at her nerves. “Leah, it’s cool. I ain’t gone try and fuck you. I told you that its forbidden, and I ain’t trying to get you killed.”

  “But, Prince Amir I don’t think-,”

  “That it’s right. I am a Prince. I’m your prince and I demand you to get your cute ass in this bed before I throw you in the dungeon for defying me,” I ordered. Our eyes stayed on each other for what seemed like forever. “Leah get your ass in this damn bed, and stop staring at me. The movie is starting,” I snapped.

  Pulling back the covers, I got in the bed. She was still hesitant, but she finally gave in. “Wait. Don’t get in with them clothes. Grab one of my shirts out my drawer. Put that on. And don’t worry, I ain’t gone watch you disrobe,” I lied. I knew I was going to peek. As she undressed, I closely watched her. She was slim thick with a nice round ass. My dick hardened, and I cursed myself for watching her.

  “Where do I put this?” she held up her clothes.

  “In that basket. I’ll have my servant take it out in the morning.”

  “The morning!” she barked.

  “Yea. It’s too late for you to leave my room. You gone have to stay the night. I’ll be a complete gentleman,” I assured her.

  “Yea right.” She laughed, hopping into the bed.

  “Yea, you right. I might cop a feel while you’re sleeping,” I joked and we both shared a laugh. I caught her shivering. “You cold.”

  “Yes. What do you have it on in here? Antarctica?” The question was rhetorical.

  “I like it cold,” I let her know, holding my hand up. “Come get some of this body heat. I know you want to.” I smirked. Shaking her head, she curled up under me and wrapped her arms around my body. Like a magnet, my arm held her around her waist. This position was awkward. I had never cuddled with a girl before. It felt kind of nice.

  Leah and I sat back and got comfortable. We made little side conversations during the movie. We didn’t have nothing at all in common, yet we seemed to vibe well together. We were laughing hysterically during the movie. Eddie Murphy was hilarious. I caught myself sniffing her hair at one point. It smelled good, like honey and oatmeal.

  We learned a lot about each other. She told me about her being in foster care and group homes. She told me about how she was practically considered royalty back in the states due to her family being fifty rich. That was actually the only thing we had in common. She opened up to me about being a virgin, and how she was waiting until she was married to have sex. That made me all the more attracted to her. I wasn’t used to virgins. I don’t even think I had ever encountered one before.

  Leah wasn’t like the women I encountered here in Droga. She wasn’t trying so hard to please me or impress me. She wasn’t using me to increase her status or to get close to my family. She didn’t even try to have sex with me which every woman did when they got me alone. She was simply her. Sweet, cool and down to earth. She was real. She went through real life situations. I found myself enjoying being in her presence.

  The credits were rolling, and the movie was over. “You know what, Leah? That shit was good,” I said but I received no response. “Leah?” I called out, but still nothing. I heard light snores and figured that she had fallen asleep. Her small soft hand was sitting on my chest. Grabbing the remote, I turned off my tv and held onto Leah. Soon I was knocked out cold.

  Bella

  “Bella hurry up before someone comes!” Leah yelled at me behind the closed door.

  “I’m trying, but I can’t find them,” I retorted, searching through every shelf, book and desk. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking because I was so nervous. Afraid that I would get caught. I shouldn’t have even agreed to this.

  “Bella, hurry!”

  “Leah stop screaming at me. I’m already nervous as hell. My damn hands are sweating, I can barely function in here. On top of that I’m pregnant, hot and lightheaded, so just calm the fuck down!” I barked, taking a moment to breath.

  “See. That’s them damn hormones kicking in. She about to be a real bitch for the next two trimesters,” Twan chimed in.

  “You can shut the fuck up too, Twan! Both of you should be in here helping. Hell, y’all could have done this. Twan you’re a freaking guard and Leah is having sleep overs with the Prince. Why send the pregnant girl in here to deal with all this stress? I’m too hormonal for this,” I babbled on as I broke down crying.

  “I know this damn girl ain’t in there crying,” Twan snared. “Bella! I know you ain’t- oh shit! Get out! Abort! Abort!” Twan barked. I rushed to tighten up the King’s library. “He’s coming, Bella. Fuck.”

  “Stall him!” I yelled.

  “How the hell am I supposed t
o do that?”

  “I don’t know. Make up an excuse. Just stall until I can clean this mess up.” I ran around the room like a chicken with it’s head cut off. Papers and books were everywhere. I had made a mess.

  “Oh, what’s going on with you, King Adonis? Nice weather were having huh?” Twan tried to stall.

  “No, not really,” King Adonis replied. “Is there a reason your lingering outside my library?” he quizzed.

  “Well…uh…. see what had happened was-,”

  “Move,” King Adonis ordered.

  “But, King Adonis-,”

  “That was an order not a request, servant Leah.” His words were stern. I had to think of something quick, fast and in a hurry. Thinking quickly, I thought about how I had been hormonal lately.

  “Perfect!” I mumbled.

  The door opened and in walked Adonis. His eyes roamed around the room in confusion. I’m sure he was trying to figure out why it looked like a tornado had ran through his library. Then his eyes met mine. More confusion spread on his face. “Lady Bella what the hell is going on?” he asked.

  “And let the show begin,” I thought to myself.

  “I can’t do this!” I snapped.

  “Do what?”

  “This!” I pointed to my growing tummy. “This being pregnant thing. I don’t want to do it anymore. I feel like I’m losing my mind.” I held my, pacing the floor to add to the dramatics.

  “Lady Bella, I’m not sure what the hell is going on with you but-,”

  “Of course, you don’t! You’re a man! You don’t have to deal with this. The hormones and the body changes. I’m about to get fat! Like really fat! I probably won’t be able to see my feet. How am I suppose to put on my shoes if I cant see my feet?” I broke down crying.

  “Is this shit really happening right now?” he quizzed, and I tried not to laugh. I had to keep up the act.

  “See! You don’t care! All you care about is your heir. No one cares about the woman carrying it! I’m just an ovento you royals. A place where you can sowyour royal oats in.” I cried some more, dropping to my feet.

  “Bella how could you think like that?” King kneeled in front of me, hooking my chin so that he could see my face. “I do care about you. Almost more than I care about my own queen,” he confessed. The whole crazy hormonal pregnant lady act went out the window at this point. He was getting real.

  “What?” I questioned.

  “Lady Bella I care about you. I think I’m falling in love with your ass. I was serious as hell when I told you I can’t shake you. I have tried and it ain’t working. When I wake up in the morning, you’re the first person I think about. When I go to sleep at night, you’re the last person I see in my head. That’s why I’ve been trying to make your stay here permanently.”

  “I’m sorry, come again, say what?”

  Taking my hand, he helped me up and held me around my waist. “Lady Bella, after you have the baby, I’m going to make you my mistress,” he revealed.

  “Your what!” My voice raised a little higher than usual.

  “I know the shit isn’t ideal, but it’s the only way I can claim you. So, no nigga can take you from me. It’s the only way I can insure your safety. It’s the only way I can keep you close to me. At first you were just the lady having my baby. Now you’re my love having my baby. You mean a lot to me and I will do anything to keep you happy while you’re going through this.”

  His eyes softened, and I felt so bad for starting this drama. I felt so bad for lying to him about why I was in here. His confession was making my plans harder to accomplish. I admit I was falling for him too, but I was trying to fight it. Twan, Leah and I had a plan. I was to get close to him and steal the maps, so we could get out of Africa. If I became attached, then I wouldn’t want to leave him. Half of me already didn’t want to leave him. Now with his confession, the other half of me was in jeopardy of feeling the same way.

  “King Adonis, I-,”

  “Shhhh.” His index finger rested on my mouth. “Today I’m going to send you to the in-palace spa. You need to relax and I’m going to help you do that. Iman!” He called out and in seconds, he entered. He must have been standing outside the door.

  “Yes, King Adonis?”

  “Escort, Lady Bella to the spa. Have them give her a full treatment and make sure no one bothers her,” he ordered.

  “Yes, your grace.” Iman nodded.

  “Lady Bella I have a lot of business to attend to today, but I will come visit you later when I’m done. Then we can talk more about what I just shared with you. I’ll have someone clean up this mess. Next time don’t fuck up my shit. Fuck up your own shit in your own room,” he joked, making me laugh.

  His hand wrapped around the back of my neck and he pulled me in for a kiss. I was surprised he did it in front of Iman. He had never done that before. I’m guessing it was okay since Iman was like his most trusted friend. After our little make out session was done, he walked out.

  “This way, Lady Bella.” Iman began walking and I followed him. I saw Leah and Twan peaking from around the wall, and I shooed them away. They were already looking suspicious. Iman and I walked to the other side of the palace to a serene looking room. It was like a botanical garden room with a huge hot tub and massage tables. Essential oils were on shelves and soothing music played through the wall speakers.

  “Wow. This is absolutely beautiful,” I bellowed.

  “Yes. Enjoy, Lady Bella.” Iman said before walking away. He stopped in mid stride and cleared his throat. “Please forgive my tongue, Lady Bella but becoming the King’s mistress is not wise for you or him. The Queen will never let you have him and he will never let her go. It’s pointless,” he threw over his shoulder before he made his exit.

  He left my mind wondering. Why would he say that? He’s Adonis’s closest friend. What was so bad about being his mistress that he had to make it a point to warn me. Not that I was considering it. I always prided myself on being number one, and I could never see myself being with a man who was married. A king that’s married to a Queen. Being second best wasn’t in my DNA.

  “Lady Bella.” I looked to my left and there were five servant girls standing with smiles. “Are you ready?” one of them asked.

  “Oh, yes. Yes, I’ am.” I smiled. They showed me to the back and told me to undress. There was a large mirror in the bathroom, and I couldn’t help but stare at it. I was about to hit my second trimester and my tummy was already growing. I prayed that Madame’s prediction of me having more than one baby wasn’t true. I might as well say goodbye to my vagina and sex life.

  Once I was done admiring my growing belly, I wrapped myself in a towel. I was ready to be pampered. The ladies were magical. Almost heaven sent. They gave me full body massage that I had fallen asleep on because it felt that good. I felt like they took all the tension out my body with just their hands. After my massage, I went through a series of facials and body scrubs. Then they pampered me by doing my nails and toes which felt so good. Then after all that, they made me soak in that large tub which was filled with milk, honey and essential oils.

  I was totally and utterly relaxed. Out of nowhere, I heard a door open and close. “Hello? Anyone there?” I quizzed. I grew nervous when I didn’t hear a response. “Hello?” I called out again. Footsteps grew closer and louder. Then a shadow appeared of a man’s figure. Finally, a man appeared before me. I grew frightened as I stared in his eyes.

  “My apologies. I was in search of a bathroom. I seemed to have stumbled upon your beauty instead,” he flirted with a wicked grin. “Lady Bella is it?”

  “Ye-yes. You’re King Enzo right?” I asked in a shaky voice. The more I stared at him, the more I kept hearing Madame’s voice telling me that he was trouble.

  “I see you remembered. I must have left a lasting impression on you.” He circled the tub as he intensely stared at me. “Lady Bella I must admit. I can’t seem to get you out of my mind since our first encounter. You too left a lasting
impression on me. Your beauty, your body and your innocence compel me,” he weirdly confessed.

  “Uh…thank you. I guess,” I sang lowly, avoiding eye contact with him. I would be lying if I said he wasn’t attractive. He was just as attractive as Adonis was, but something was just off about him. Scary off.

  “I have been in Droga for months searching for a wife and I must say I do think I have found her. The day I met you.” He grinned.

  “Oh…I’m sorry King Enzo, but I’m not interested. I’m kind of… taken,” I admitted.

  “Taken? By who?”

  “Nonya,” I answered.

  “Nonya who? I haven’t heard of him before.” He hummed.

  “None ya damn business nosey. I don’t know you like that to just be telling you things,” I spat. I felt myself getting agitated. My stomach was feeling all types of weird and I felt like the baby was trying to tell me something.

  “He was right. You are a little feisty. Could it be that you’re with child?” he assumed. Me eyed widened in response.

  “How did you know that?”

  “There are rumors along the palace walls. With addition to your confession just now. I’m assuming the child is for the king. It’s a shame how his Queen can’t give him an heir. I have over ten children, so I couldn’t imagine how this feels.”

  I could feel the hairs on my arms and the back of my neck stand up. I was so frightened that I kept looking around hoping that someone would come in. No one was supposed to know that I was pregnant with the King’s baby. I kept wondering how it was getting around the palace.

  “I’m sure your trying to figure out how I know about your little secret. You think that your safe within these walls because you’re carrying the King’s baby, but you’re more in danger than the Royal family. Your carrying the next heir to the throne. When word gets out, you will not be a target, you will be thee target. Men will come for you. I can assure you that. You need protection.”