Prince's p.o.v
"How is the tea dear. Is it very hot?" Mother asked in a whisper.
Elias took a sip then shook his head.
"It's just perfect mother, thank you." He answered.
When the hell did he start calling my mother as his, and why was he sitting very close to her.
I was standing next to him, watching his every move. He glanced at me a few times and smiled.
I glared at him and pretended to feel nothing when his smile made me too relaxed for my liking.
I reminded myself everytime I saw him, that I wasn't suppose to fall in love with him no matter what.
He was my perfect type, everything about him was to my pleasing.
Tall, medium hair. Not largely built, beautiful full lips, mesmerizing eyes, a suitable round ass and undeniable sexiness.
Despite his age, he loo
