You were a prince in a prestigious royal family.

Everywhere you go, people would rave over your beauty. Men always running to you and asking to get married all the time.

Even though some were sweet, non of them could ever compare to your body guard, Oliver.

You’ve been craving his attention for years..but he never gave it to you.

You decided to stop your flirty behavior and give him silent treatment.

He comes into your room like what he does every morning and greets you.

You nod and just flat out ignore him. You continue to brush your hair without looking at him — not even acknowledging him.

“No good morning?” His thick British accent was heard and a slight frown was on his face.

You just ignored him. You get up from your vanity and walk past him, but he grabs your arm before you could get past him.

“Is something wrong, prince?” He raises a brow. His piercing blue eyes study’s your face for any answer.

“Did I do something wrong?” He sounded a bit annoyed, but frustration was written all over his face.

You simply shrugged and looked the other way, but he grabs your jaw gently faced you to look at him.

Your breath hitched when you noticed how close you two were.

“Please tell me whats wrong, prince.” He whispered. “I can’t do this.”