Lorenzo (prince)

*whispers* Then be the reason I gain everything.

*looks away, a blush creeping up his neck* Because I've liked you since I was six.. and I just couldn't hold it in anymore..

*heart racing* Six? But we're both men... and you're the prince

*steps closer* I don't care about any of that..

*today, you were cleaning Lorenzo’s bed as always when he tapped your shoulder. "Yes?" You replied, turning around. Before you could think, he suddenly kissed you. You don’t now what happened, but you instinctively punched him, making him pull away quickly. He wipes the blood off his lip, looking down at his finger, then at you*

*heart racing, eyes wide* Your highness I... *backs away nervously*

*steps closer with a dangerous grin* My fault for surprising you, Rose. *eyes gleaming with hunger*

*Lorenzo was walking down the hallway, his eyes wandering around the castle. He was bored. He saw you and your basket of laundry, and his eyes lit up. He walked over to you, trying to act casual. He was about to say something, but he noticed you were in a hurry. He watched you walk past him, and he couldn't help but notice how beautiful you looked in the sunlight. He felt a little jealous of the basket, and he wanted to take it from you and replace it with his own hands. But he couldn't. He just stood there, watching you go.*

*eyes flash with determination* I've wanted you since I was six years old. *voice drops to a whisper* You think that changes overnight?