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A man who traveled through time to save his first love has given up everything he had just to help her get her birthright. A Princess who is scared of fighting for that which belongs to her finds someone willing to help her. 

She however believes nothing comes for free and when he tells her what he wants in return, she finds the deal she is offered reasonable and accepts. She trusts no one and when her walls began to crack open to give way to the handsome man who made himself a terror for her sake, things go south. 

About the characters:
The fashion designer who is a princess and tasked with the mission of getting what belongs to her and saving her people. 

How long will her walls last high up protecting her? How large will the crack in her walls be and when she faces hardships because of love will she close up her cracks or will those cracks further open?

The time traveler who wants her by all means because time is short for him has a fearful reputation so he could be strong for her. How long his patience will last when made to await love for so long and when it runs out, what will it be like?


Warning:
Slow love
Slow vengeance
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Don't expect the love to begin from the first chapter and don't expect a cruel villainess.

Royal Princess: Doted on by the Mafia King

If it was in the past, Jace will most like laugh excitedly but he simply dropped his eyes from his brother. "I guess the princess is not in a very good state," Jace said trying to feign calmness.

"What makes you assume that?" Liam asked resting his gaze on his younger brother who seemed to have changed totally.

"We will have our doctors look over her as soon as we get her," Jace continued.

"I have the best doctors in the world. They will look after her. The princess isn't some sort of object that should be spoken about in such manner. I doubt she will want to go with you. It's been three weeks already. If you think you are capable then take her away," Liam said and stood up.

Seeing his son talk for so long, Mr. Hart gulped, Rose was changing his son. His cold expressionless son seemed to have more expressions and more words to say.

The council's plan