The Royal Palace of the Kingdom Of Stonasia.
The King of Stonasia gave Crown Prince Alexander, well-known for his playboy persona, a difficult choice: either bring his elusive fiancée home or wed Lady Antella, a noblewoman from a wealthy family. Alexander didn't want to be coerced into a marriage of convenience, but the pressure was building.
"Your Majesty, Lady Antella and I don't love each other. Please, allow me to choose my bride. I vowed only to marry the woman I loved, like you and Queen Mother did." The Playboy Crown Prince Alexander begged and pleaded earnestly with his father, the King.
"You have one week to bring a fiance who meets my approval, or you will marry Lady Antella. No matter what, you must marry and have an heir. The King gave the command.
"But, Your Majesty...I'm still too young to marry. Besides, I'm not very fond of Lady Antella. Please cancel Your order and allow me to enjoy my youth first. When I'm ready, I'll bring you the world's most beautiful woman to become the future Queen of Stonasia. "I promise."
"No! I will not accept your Playboy lifestyle any longer. You must marry, or I will de-crown you! "You got that?!"
"But, Your Majesty... Father!!!" As the King exited the hall, Crown Prince Alexander could not finish his speech.
Alexander sought a solution and turned to his dependable aide, Pierre, who was always full of creative suggestions.
Pierre proposed an unorthodox solution: why not employ a phony fiancée? The aim was to locate a lady who could play the role convincingly long enough to meet the King's requirements, giving Alexander additional time to sort out his genuine romantic entanglements.
Pierre instantly started to work, looking for a qualified applicant. He explored different choices before settling on what appeared to be a great match—a woman from the Philippines who, according to Pierre, was an actress capable of playing the role.
She would be ideal for a quick and discreet arrangement.
"Now, let's leave and start our search for my future bride." A sullen expression crossed his attractive face as he strode out of the throne room and into the hallway.
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Philippines:
A few days later, while standing by his hotel room window, Crown Prince Alexander and Pierre discussed the actress the agency had sent for an interview.
"Are you positive about this actress's reliability? You know I can't be caught; else, I'll offer my father your head on a platter." Crown Prince Alexander instructed his assistant sternly.
"Your Highness, she is dependable." I made sure to do so when I spoke with the agency representative. In a minute, you will be able to see it for yourself. His assistant happily informed him that she was about to arrive.
Just as Pierre was ready to continue, there was a knock on the door. "Speak of the devil, and I guess she has arrived."
Pierre opened the door. He stared at the young woman before him from head to toe, then again, "Are you here for the job?"
"Hello there! Yes, I'm here for the job. I want to discuss the terms and conditions." Alexa smiled as she revealed her straight, white teeth.
"Well, then. So, what are you waiting for? Come in so that I can fully see you. Alexa heard a voice shouting from somewhere deep in the room.
Alexa obliged and entered the room. She was taken aback when she saw Crown Prince Alexander and her jaw dropped wide in surprise. The man standing before her had an intense charisma and evident sex appeal.
His presence appeared to weave a spell, provoking an immediate and primordial response from any woman in his vicinity. She surrendered to the overpowering sensations of desire, and the sight of him sent a rush of searing heat through her body.
"Excuse me. When you're done gawking, you should close your mouth to keep flies out," the man in front of her growled.
As soon as Alexa heard the slur, her previously felt heat of 100 degrees plummeted below zero. She felt as if she had just been drenched in freezing water.
"I apologize! I thought I spotted a ghost behind you earlier. I didn't mean to stare," she said blankly.
Prince Alexander sized Alexa up before speaking again. "What makes you different from all the others?"
She considered it for a moment. 'What distinguishes me from everyone else? 'Good question, hmm?'
While Alexa focused on what distinguished her from the other contenders, Alexander attentively scrutinized her and loved what he saw.
"I am different because... Can't you see? Look at me! I'm tall and lovely, ideal for a Beauty Queen!" She responded enthusiastically, posing like a Miss Universe contestant.
Alexander glanced at her with a straight expression before laughing. "Hahaha! You look like a queen in that stance... You'll do."
"Thank you. I'll make certain you don't regret it, Sir!" She extended her hand for a handshake but was ignored.
"We'll see about that!" That was the only response she received while he was still scrutinizing her.
Prince Alexander had met many beautiful women but never met anybody like her. It's too bad she was an actor. Actresses were his worst pet peeve. He'd dated many people, but none lasted more than one date.
Alexa was doing the same thing, only for a different purpose. She didn't understand why her new employer was staring at her. She knew her beauty, but Alexa had ensured she was dressed professionally and dully. So, why was he gazing at her like he would leap on her?
Alexander understood what he was doing and turned his focus to his assistant. "Be sure to prepare her adequately. I do not want any errors. I'll give you a few days to train and polish her before we take on the business."
"Yes! "Your H...yes, Sir!" Pierre nearly exclaimed, 'Your Highness.' Thankfully, he was able to fix himself in time.
"Please, follow me, Miss…?"
"Grant! "Alexa Grant!" she told the assistant, rushing to catch up with him.
"Miss Alexa Grant, are you sure you want this job?" Pierre inquired curiously.
For some strange reason, he liked this girl. She appeared honest and innocent. He didn't want her to be heartbroken later on when she fell for Crown Prince Alexander. It has always occurred in the past...
"Yes! I am sure. Why wouldn't I want this job? It will be well compensated, plus I will travel for free. I'm pretty sure I'll be able to eat some excellent meals, right?"
Alexa's grin revealed her straight, pearly-white teeth and lovely dimples on both sides of her cheeks.
"I merely want to ensure you understand what you're putting yourself into. Once we begin training, there will be no turning back." Pierre stressed the phrase 'no going back.'
They spoke while walking so Alexa would not be surprised when they arrived. She was led inside what seemed to be the hotel's boutique.
The assistant, whose name Alexa did not know, conferred with a representative before waving her off.
"I'll be back for you later. Be a good girl and listen to the representative." Alexa nodded in agreement, not realizing what she had just committed to.
The salon salesperson led her to a room and instructed her to remove her clothing and underwear. Alexa complied, not knowing what to do next. She would find out if she stayed around long enough.
After taking off all of her clothes, she put on the robe provided by the representative. She then cautiously stuck her head through the half-open door.
"Hello? Hello, Miss. "I'm finished." No one answered her call, and she wondered where they all had gone. After calling several times more, she decided to change back to her original clothes.
As she was going to put on her clothing to find the representative, the door opened, and Prince Alexander strolled in with a broad smile on his lovely face.
Alexa was astonished. She could not say a single word. What is he doing here? Should I ask him to leave or let him stay as a spectator? The latter won. She said nothing since he was not saying anything.
"Make sure you clean yourself thoroughly! Who knows? We might end up sleeping together." Prince Alexander said in a flirtatious tone with a smirk on his face.
'What does he mean by "sleeping together?"'
"Excuse me, Sir! But sleeping together is not a part of the deal," she told him sternly, with a higher-pitched voice than usual.
Alexander sensed she was agitated and contemplated reneging on their deal if he continued teasing her. He stared at her and studied her body carefully. 'Her body is not bad at all. She is attractive, which will be a bonus if she ends up in my bed—one that I'll gladly accept, ' he thought while staring, making Alexa very uncomfortable.
'What the heck? If he doesn't stop drooling over my body, I will give him a taste of my fist,' she thought while smiling at her new boss.
Alexa went towards Prince Alexander to see if she could intimidate him. "Don't worry, Sir. I will ensure I'm thoroughly cleaned to be with you tonight." Standing before him, she showed off her long, beautiful legs.
'Wow! Is she provoking me, or what? Why would she stand before me showing off her gorgeous legs when I can tell she's not wearing anything underneath that robe?' Prince Alexander couldn't hold his urges any longer. The playboy in him surfaced just like that…
He rose from his seat and found himself face to face with Alexa, noticing for the first time that she was surprisingly tall for a woman. As he sized up the height difference, he couldn't help but think, I must be about three inches taller than her.
As the tension mounted, Alexa's nerves started to kick in. Engaging in such risky behavior was not her usual style.
She thought, What if he pulls me in for a kiss? How would I react?~~~