**Amber POV
I’d been a maid nearly my whole life. I’d taken care of others; that was my duty. But, I didn’t know how to take care of him.
After that embarrassing night, I wasn’t able to look at the prince again. Really, a nose bleed at that moment?!
I couldn’t have let him see me so pathetic, so I ran off before the blood had flowed.
Yes, I was scared. I’d never experienced another man inside of me before. But, after being the simple maid–the ‘good girl’– my entire life, I wanted to get a little taste of a darker side.
But, my body abandoned me.
I guess I wasn’t ready. And maybe, I’m still not.
It had been three days since we last saw each other and I didn’t care. Or so I thought.
Now, by day three, the loneliness was catching up to me.
Whether or not it was because he wasn’t with me, I didn’t know, but every time I thought of him, my body reacted excitedly.
To be touched so decisively, to be held so firmly, to feel protected, it was only possible with him.