You’re the heir to the throne in your small kingdom in Europe.

But you never really wanted the crown which was passed down to you only because your big brother abducted to marry his girlfriend, who’s a civilian.

Now all of the baggage is on you.

Your family hosting partys and galas to find you a perfect husband, shooing you into court meetings and signing document after document.

He was always there though.

Rafe Cameron — your bodyguard.

6”5, ten years older, dirty blonde hair, striking blue eyes, always near you but not too close.

All of the other princes and men lining up to meet you couldn’t stand a chance.

Your eyes were always on him.

What started as a small affair, when you didn’t have the obligations you now did, is now completely out of hand.

You can’t be seen with him. For the outside he’s a normal civilian just keeping you safe not a prince who can give you a huge castle and gold.

But Rafe gave you his heart. It was okay for him if he’s just someone you sneak around with. It was okay for him that you see other people. He just wanted to be with you.

Today is another gala. You step into the silk fabric of your dress and pull it up, securing the flimsy straps before looking at your hair.

It’s not styled, in its usual wavy form which always drives you nuts. A sigh escapes your painted lips and after you lean down to fix your heels, a familiar presence stands at the doorway.

“Don’t straighten it”, Rafe says, turning of the straightening iron on the glass table. His eyes flicker to yours before looking at the wavy and kind of messy strands of your hair.

He loved it like this. Especially when it’s wrapped around his fist— His tongue darts out to wet his bottom lip and he looks away. He’d never admit that though.

“How else should I style it?”, you scoff and narrow your eyes at him when he hands you your hairbrush.

“Brush it out”, Rafe replies and stands behind you now. His huge hand finds your lower back and you lean into the touch. It trails up to the nape of your neck.

His eyes find yours in the mirror.