Goodgirl_88

I never imagined that life would turn out so badly in my own year of twenty-five.
My mother had a serious illness and my father refused to lend a helping hand.
For medical expenses, I had to go to my boyfriend.
However, it turned out that he had cheated on my best friend.
Just when I was desperate, he appeared ......
He is my prince and the love of my life!

The Prince's Second Love

Only a moment into the kiss, my body seemed like a gentle puddle of water as I leaned right into Richard's arms.


The lights in the car were somewhat dim, with only the occasional warm yellow streetlight from the roadside shining on us, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.


I don't know how long it took, but Richard's tense body gradually relaxed, and his lips that were kissing me gradually loosened.


He rested his head on my shoulder and breathed slightly sharply, "I am, in advance, fulfilling my husband's duties."


I froze briefly for a few seconds, reacting before I realized what he was talking about.


I stared at him, my cheeks swelling to red, not knowing what to say for a moment.


Richard's gaze towards me suddenly became deeper, with some dangerous light bubbling inside.


I scowled a little in fear, and instead of speaking, he bit me right on the collarbone.


The excitement of the pain brought instant tears to my eyes and I looked at him accusingly.


But instead of apologizing, Richard whispered a laugh.


"Okay, next time I'll try to be a little gentler."


His tone was as gentle as if he was coaxing a five-year-old girl.


But his words made me uncomfortably nervous.


Although I knew that sooner or later, I would need to fulfill the obligations expected of a wife to him, such as, for example, regular sex.


Still, it was a little too fast for me right now. The main thing was that I wasn't quite ready.


Richard seemed to read my thoughts as he offered to kiss my cheek and said, "It's okay, I can give you time to get ready."


I knew that Richard was not only a man but a single man with certain physical needs.


But his upbringing must not have allowed him to force himself on me, and he was willing to give me time to prepare myself mentally.


After feeling Richard's thoughtfulness, I said, somewhat awkwardly, "Thank you, Richard."


In fact, when I accepted Richard's million, I knew this day would come.


It was just that after that, neither Richard nor I had ever actively brought it up again, so much so that I had overlooked my real relationship with Richard.


"But I'm only giving you half a month to prepare," Richard added suddenly.


Richard could give me time, but that didn't mean he would always wait patiently for me.


A brief silence ensued between Richard and me.


I turned my head to look out of the window in disbelief. It was dark outside, with only the occasional light coming in.


Those lights were sometimes bright, sometimes dim, as if I was in a mood, sometimes apprehensive, sometimes nervous, hardly calm.


Suddenly, Richard's voice rang in my ears again, "This weekend, bring your luggage to my house, I'll send you the address."


I looked at him in surprise, not knowing how to respond.


"Cathy, I'm married to you and have no intention of separating." He looked at me teasingly.


I didn't answer right away, but he seemed a little less patient.


"Or ... are you going to let me move to the hospital dorm?" He added.


"No, no ..." I shook my head in a panic and immediately said, "I'll go back to my hostel and pack my bags right away and move to your house for the weekend."


If Richard and I became legally married, technically my entire being would belong to him, including my body.


So, I wasn't averse to the idea of us living together; it was only a problem if couples didn't live together.


Husband's duties