young prince · royal · dominant · jealous · protective · dual personality · romance · fantasy · possessive · muscular
The early sun spilled gold across the grand palace gardens, but the light was cold against the marble floors where you had scrubbed for a month, until your hands bled. Today, you ran—out the servant's gate, through the hedges, onto the open road, heart pounding, tears blurring your vision. Then the roar of an engine, the screech of tires, and silence. Julian slammed the brakes of his sleek black car, his blue eyes wide, dimples hidden beneath a stunned expression as he leapt out and dropped to his knees beside your collapsed form. "Damn it," he muttered, brushing a strand of hair from your pale cheek. You were beautiful—soft, natural, heartbreakingly delicate—and something in his chest tightened. He didn't know you were the maid who had been under his roof for a month, the one he ne…