The Crown Prince's Love
Chapter 26

There, hanging on a hanger, was a crisp white shirt with bold black lettering that read "He is mine." Beneath it lay a pair of black pants. I couldn't help but chuckle at Desmond's sense of humor and affectionate possessiveness. "Desmond, you are so silly." I said as I picked the outfit and smiled throughout as I put it on.

After dressing in the outfit Desmond had chosen for me, I couldn't help but check my phone, hoping to see a missed call or message from Desmond, but there was nothing.

It made me wonder if he had more surprises in store.

Before leaving the room, I went back to my wardrobe, took a black case, and placed it in my pocket. It was my gift for Desmond, a small token of my appreciation for all he had done.

As I walked out of the room, a lantana flower was placed at the entrance with a note on it.

I hope you love the flowers.

I chuckled affectionately, wiped away a lone tear that threatened to escape from my eyes, picked up the flower, and sniffed it. "Thank you, Desmond," I muttered, heading towards the elevator with a bright smile on my face. I couldn't wait for Desmond's surprises. My heart beat with anticipation as I realized I would see him in a moment.

Just then, my phone beeped, and a message from him popped up on the screen.

'Meet me at the car park.'

When the elevator reached the lobby and its doors slid open, I stepped out into the welcoming space, greeted by the familiar sight of Hilda.

She lowered her head to me, and when she raised her head, I noticed her curiosity. I had guessed it was about the room, and my assumptions were confirmed when she spoke up.

"Your Highness," Hilda inquired, "I noticed you haven't checked out yet. Is everything alright?"

I smiled and looked at the flower. "Hilda, I decided to stay in the room with Desmond."

Hilda raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in her expression. "Oh? Is everything okay? Any specific reason?"

With a playful grin, I replied, "Desmond's protecting me in there." If only she knew that he was doing more than just protecting me.

Hilda laughed at my response, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Well, I suppose that's a good enough reason. Enjoy your time together."

I thanked her and took a moment to sniff the lantana flower once more, savoring its sweet scent.

Hilda added teasingly, "By the way, that shirt looks really good on you. Your girlfriend must be lucky."

I laughed and nodded in response, not bothering to correct her because she had no idea.

"See you around." I said to her and walked out of the lobby.

When I reached the car park and didn't see him anywhere, I eagerly dialed his number, waiting for his response. Then I heard him screaming my name from behind, realizing he was in a separate car park.

I smiled as he waved at me, and I headed toward him, removing the phone from my ear. When I reached his side, I took a moment to admire him.

Desmond stood there, looking incredibly handsome in a black blazer that perfectly complemented the white shirt boldly proclaiming, "I belong to him." A wide, loving smile spread across my face, and I hurried over to him, noticing that we were both matching.

I was about to wrap my arms around Desmond for a tight hug when he gently stopped me.

"We are in public, Randy." He reminded me.

I blushed and looked around as people passed by. "Sorry."

Desmond laughed and came by my side to open the car door.

It was a white Corvette, which I knew Desmond didn't own.

"Corvette, huh?"

"It is all part of the idea." He replied.

I smiled at him and got into the car.

The sleek car purred to life as Desmond slipped into the driver's seat, his hand effortlessly guiding the steering wheel.

As he drove us out of the school, I couldn't contain my excitement. "Out of school!" I shouted.

"Right," Desmond said and smiled as his eyes met mine.

As we glided down the road, surrounded by towering trees and dappled sunlight, I couldn't help but express my delight. "I love the surprises, Desmond," I gushed, unable to contain my happiness. "You always make every moment so special." Desmond didn't say anything, but I noticed how he had taken his eyes off the road, gazing at me with an intensity that made my heart race.

I turned to face him with curiosity. "Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked.

But before I could receive an answer, Desmond abruptly hit the brakes, bringing the car to a sudden stop.

"Fuck this! Randy, you look so handsome right now, and I want to do this." Desmond said and closed the distance between us, capturing my lips in a passionate, fiery kiss that seemed to consume the world around us. Time seemed to stand still as our lips met, and my heart thundered in my chest.

I began to kiss him back, and the kiss intensified as I placed my hands behind his ears.

Our lips moved in perfect harmony until he pulled away, gasping into my mouth, making our heads meet.

"This is... I'm glad you love the surprises, but that's not all."

"You have more?" I asked, and he nodded in response.

"For you only, luv." He kissed my forehead and started the car again, not letting go of my hand while his other hand was on the wheel.

"Thank you, Desmond," I said to him.

"Anything for you, my love."

At that moment, I wanted to tell him that I loved him, but I held back, not because of what he might say, but because I wasn't sure if he felt the same way.

The surprises and love he showed me should have been proof enough, but he hadn't said it, and I didn't want to give myself false hope.