Imprisoned

Chapter # 20

"Where is Amanda?" Sky asked innocently, looking for her.

"She went home, she had some work." I told her softly.

"When will she return?"

"We have no idea." I told her faking sadness.

"That's no reason! She can't leave me like this." She argued, closing her hands at her chest, puffing.

"Don't worry, love. I am here for you." I smiled, ruffling her hair tenderly.

"Promise you will stay with me." She said, showing me her pinky finger.

"Promise." I smiled, making a pinky promise with her.

"Good, now go. We need to leave tonight, you know you must dress as the belle of the event, right?"

"Yes!" Nodding, she left as I sighed.

"You lied." Astrid frowned.

"It doesn't matter." I replied, watching Sky leave. She should be attached to me the most or else how do you expect me to face Prince?

••••••

"There you go... all done." The stylist said leaving the last curl, completing the elegance.

My hairs styled from front and left as semi-curls, detangled to perfect, skin dusted with skins similar to shades of wine, the irresistible charm destined to meet anguish.

Perfumed with rose scented water, enhanced by expensive silk against my skin. The navy blue mermaid gown fitted to my curve had a slit on the left side, exposing my leg, giving it a seductive look.

"Thanks." Murmuring, I looked up at them, "No problem." They grinned.

Smiling, I rose from my seat and since I promised Zaniel to show him first about how I look, I walked out and went to the Kitchen without seeing anyone.

We agreed to meet in the Kitchen because no one except the servants goes there.

"Hey."

When I entered, he was already there, wearing a black shirt along with a maroon waistcoat, his sleeves rolled to the elbow neatly, looking extremely exquisite.

But it doesn't have an effect on me anymore no matter what. I smirked and came closer.

"How do I look?" I asked, enticingly, putting my hand on his shoulder, licking my lips.

Grabbing my wrist, he lifted my waist, placing me on the counter, holding my back firmly, linking his compelling gaze with mine.

"Cinzel." He called my name huskily, implanting a delicate kiss on my neck. Blinded in his allure, I hummed in response.

Smirking, he continued, "When my eyes meet yours-"

Inclining to my ear, whispering to complete my harsh beat with his spellbinding voice, " -All what matters is that you are mine." My heart skipped a beat by his vehement words and zeal.

Gulping hard, I put my hands on his shoulders, pulling apart from him, lowering my eyes in dejection as my heart stabbed by the keen emotions he still feels for me but shattered before they could take flight.

"Zaniel-"

"What the fuck do you think you are doing here?"

I opened my mouth to speak something but Prince, who swore to track my traces, came out of nowhere, grabbed Zaniel's arm and dragged him away.

My heart skipped a beat by his action, forming my lips in a thin line when Zaniel called him hesitantly, "P-Prince?"

My wobbly legs got down, going after them, mentally preparing myself for the chaotic drama which is about to take place.