That evening at the Leap Castle, Ziva sat on Prince Richard’s bed with just his shirt on. She looked at him with dreamy eyes, completely mesmerised by him. With his sexy masculine chest and arms exposed, Prince Richard sat next to her holding the guitar close to him while his fingers skilfully touched the strings, producing the most amazing sound.
“Did you not wish that he was holding you like that?” Ziva could not help thinking about the question her best friend once asked her. Her heart melted when he started humming what sounded like the most beautiful song in her ears. “This man was truly talented and too charming,” she thought to herself.
“Please sing it for me,” she requested, wishing that time could remain still forever.
He smiled revealing an insanely perfect set of teeth “Not
