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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

She had every right to be angry with him but he also had every right to try to specify her and make her forget the topic that made her pissed.

He moved close to her until her back was against his chest and he felt her freeze against him clearly startled. Without giving her a chance to escape, he wrapped his strong arms around her upper abdomen.

Rose felt every single cell in her body react to the sudden embrace. This was different. It was very different from the embrace she got when she wanted to sleep. It was also different from the comforting embrace he gave her when she cried against him.

She did not understand why she felt the way she did but her stomach seemed to have bred butterflies and they were playing to their heart content inside of her. It was surprisingly not unlikable. The tingle she felt in her lower stomach, the familiar but yet not familiar warmth against her back, everything was a new pleasant feeling.

Checking if she loves him