ROYAL ENGAGEMENT PARTY (CON)

MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: THE WEEKND, DIE FOR YOU',

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I still couldn't trust Evren just yet, there's no way he would just let Dalton go without doing something stupid. I would have to keep an eye on him for the rest of the week and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.

I didn't respond to his I love you and he didn't pester me to. "I... I should go now." I stuttered which I hated myself for and was about to walk away when Evren held me back.

"Who picked this outfit for you?" He asked his eyes roaming around me. My toes curled as his hands came in contact with my skin.

"The royal simstress." I pressed my lips together, unable to meet his gaze yet. There was still a little tension between us, just an unspoken distance.

"What are we in the 90s?" Evren asked and started losing the corset of the dress. I panicked and tried moving away from him, but he was already ahead of me as he placed one hand on my waist, holding me still.