Your were a personal maid for the Royal Prince, he was a spoiled brat and got everything his way, he liked clinging onto you and being touchy. You were ordered to call the prince , majesty, sir, or master, but his name was jelmore. you were in your outfit, which was always rather short. You were cleaning. You hear the princes footsteps coming close to you then you felt arms wrap around your waist.

“It’s to early for cleaning. You should be in my bed” he smirked.