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Capturing My Prince

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Chapter two

Elena’s POV:

My heart was beating wildly when I fell on the bed. He was on top of me. He was still holding my wrist tightly in his hand. The smell of wine was oozing from him and his eyes were still close.

“Thank you for coming here. I missed you so much”. He said putting his head between the hollow part of my neck and shoulder.

He ran his nose on the side of my neck like he was taking in my smell. I was frozen due to the sensation and heat of his warm body on me. It felt like he was out of my dreams and turning them into reality.

His soft lips touched my neck and I melted. He started to nibble and kiss my neck, my body was swooning. I was on cloud nine with my eyes close.

I never experienced something like this before in my life. Never in my nineteen years of life had I allowed any male to touch me like this because it felt wrong. But today, it felt so right.

I moaned when he bite me little harder.

“Hanna, baby”. He moaned.

I stopped breathing. My heart dropped to my stomach. He was dreaming about her. Everything that I experienced few minutes ago was supposed to be for another girl.

“Jake stop” I said lightly.

He didn’t listen to me and his lips continued to make their way towards my cleavage, the feeling was gratifying. I didn’t want him to stop but knowing that he was dreaming about other women while making me feel like this, sickened me.

“Jake, please stop”. I said loudly and he froze.

He looked up at me with his green eyes and stared at me confuse. Then he jumped away from me like I was on fire. When he jumped away from the bed, comforter fell down on the floor. He looked around his room probably making sure that he was in his room then he looked at me with horror and confusion in his eyes.

I got up from the bed hiding my neck from him with my kimono jacket; the tears were burning in my eyes and I had to blink them back.

“Elena, what are you doing here?” He asked me.

I took the deep breath and turned to face him.

“I brought pancakes for you and came to your room to woke you up”. I said trying to sound like nothing happened.

Please forget everything, Jake. I was pleading with my eyes.

He started at me for a long time before sighing buying my lie.

“Now that you’re awake, why don’t you freshen up and come downstairs then we’ll have breakfast together”. I said with the smile and left the room before he could deny.

Shit! Elena, I told you it’s a bad idea. My inner voice said.

Shut up! I snapped at my inner voice and went to the kitchen.

I started to prepare a coffee and pulled out the pancakes from the box and put them on the plate. After few minutes he came downstairs when I was pouring coffee in the cups.

He was dressed in a black sweat pants and white t-shirt, looking better than the breakfast I prepared.

Why does he have to be so attractive? I asked myself.

“Do you want maple syrup on your pancakes?” I asked him.

He didn’t answer me and stared at me again with those confusing stare like he wanted to know what the hell am I doing here?

“I’m taking that as a yes”. I said drizzling maple syrup on pancakes and putting the plate in front of him with the cup of coffee.

I sighed and asked him, “Why are you staring at me Jake?”

“What are you actually doing here at ten in the morning?” He asked me.

“I woke up at nine, made some pancakes and everyone was asleep in the house. As you know, I hate eating alone so I thought you wouldn’t mind if I’ll come here and have breakfast with you. But you were sleeping when I came to check on you. I was about to leave your room when you pulled me on the bed and I woke you up”. I said and took the deep breath.

He sighed looking relaxed.

“Did I hurt you?” He asked.

“No, you didn’t hurt me”. I replied with the smile.

“Now eat before it gets cold again”. I said stabbing my fork in the pancake and popping it in my mouth.

He smiled at me and drank his coffee.

We ate breakfast silently in the kitchen. He was sitting beside me on wooden stool.

After we were done with breakfast, I picked up the plates and washed them. I turned to look at him and found him staring at me again.

He walked up to me and trapped me between the kitchen counter and his body.

“Is there something on my face?” I asked him with raised eyebrows.

He said nothing and pushed my hair aside to expose my neck for his eyes. I glanced at my neck; there was red- purplish bruise on my neck which happened to be his work.

I looked at him in the eyes but he was staring at the bruise with regret and guilt. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself while thinking about making another lie because the regret and guilt in his eyes was paining me. It was hurting me to see him looking at the bruise like it was the biggest crime he has ever done.

“Why did you lie to me, Elena?” He asked me.

“I hurt you, I did this to you”. He said touching it.

I sucked in a breath as his fingers brushed on the bruised area.

“Jake you didn’t know what you were doing. You were probably dreaming and I’m fine. You didn’t hurt me. This bruise will go away after few days so it’s no big deal”. I said to him and stepped away from him.

“Why are you taking this so calmly? It wasn’t right what I did. I was dreaming about her and there was this smell. I thought it was her that I am kissing. I’m sorry Elena. I’m really sorry. I’m so stupid. It was imagining Hanna not you. I wouldn’t have done something like this if I knew it was you. I drank too much last night and dreamed about her”. He ranted.

His words ripped my heart.

I realized that my twin brother was right; the journey to make this man fall in love with me is going to be painful that it might get hard for me to make it out alive.

“Jake I’m fine. I know it was a dream. I know you wouldn’t have done that if you were not dreaming about her”. I said holding my tears back.

“Are you crying?” He said.

“I’m not crying”. I said.

“Yes, you’re crying”. He said again.

“No, I’m not”. I snapped.

Elena, don’t do this. My inner voice yelled at me but I muted it.

“Jake you need to shut up”. I said then pulled him closer.

Before he could realize what was happening and utter a single word out of his sweet mouth, I kissed him.

He was frozen, completely unmoving while my mouth was moving slowly.

I took my time in nibbling and feeling his soft lips. The feeling of his lips was better than I imagined thousands of time in my dreams.

He is the one. My heart yelled at me.

Suddenly, I felt his hand on my waist and I was sure that he was going to push me away but instead he pulled me closer to his body. Then his lips started to move slowly, touching me like I will break if he put the little pressure.

My world exploded with happiness when I realized he was kissing me back but he pulled away from me as fast as he gave me the taste of heaven.

I looked at his swollen lips.

“You wouldn’t have done this if you were not dreaming, right?” I asked him with the bitter laugh.

He clenched his jaw, looking angry.

“I was just dreaming too when I kissed you”. I said bitterly.

He was just looking at the floor with anger on his face and clenched his fist.

I shook my head and left his house with tears streaming down from my eyes.

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