Royal Prince and His maid

Find that woman!

That heavy hand has grabbed her bosom tightly. Picking that hand up, she kept it aside without any disturbance. She pulled the quilt up and her eyes shattered to see herself completely naked under the quilt.

“Ewww...” she crimped her nose when she sniffed something weird. Her thighs were tinted with blood. There was not a single piece of cloth on her body. She was f****d last night!

Her muscles tensed up and her eyes wandered. She never believed something like this will happen to her.

Wasting no time, she instantly sat up on the bed. The person beside her was taking deep whiff and dozing soundly. His face was on another side of the bed. Anastasia couldn’t able to see his face but his broad shoulder and his masculine hands.

“There was no point on looking at this man.” She thought herself. That man didn’t even move when she sat up.

“Oh my God! I am f****d. How can I do this? Don't I have a little shame?” she kept her hand on her forehead out of anxiety. She directly got out of bed and wear her clothes as soon as possible. She found difficulty while getting dressed up.

“Ahhh....my body is hurting. I can't move my limbs,” she mumbled and glared angrily at the man lying on the bed and sleeping without any worry.

There was tremendous pain between her legs. Her body was aching like someone has rolled some bulldozer on her body. Her each and every cell was irritating with pain. Her bones seemed like crashed under the gaint rock. That man must be crushing her entire night.

Without looking back, she came out of the hotel. Wasting no time, she headed to her house.

“Cab...” she waved her hand and got a cab in front of the hotel. It was difficult for her to get public transport at such time. She was sitting inside the cab but still thinking about whatever happened last night.

Who was that man and how did she end up with him on the bed. She was striving to recall everything. She clearly remembered that she ran from that aged man and entered into the elevator. But what happened after that she doesn’t even know.

The cab came at her house and she came inside with clasping the collar of her frock. Her mind was not only confused but also guilty. She directly led the way in the bathroom as soon as she arrived inside.

Anastasia took off her dress and saw herself in the mirror. The teardrops fell from her eyes when she carefully observed her body in the mirror.

There was not a single spot on her body where that man has not bruised her. From her breast to toe, every part was bit by that horrible man. She cannot imagine how brutally she was damaged. He was not easy on her. The blood stain around her thighs and private part was dried up. There was dried blood of that man into her nails.

She sat under the shower and sobbed like crazy. Her eyes and nose turned watery. She believed that she did a big mistake and her entire life will be waste in proving her innocence to others. She will be forever guilty because of it.

(In the presidential suite)

“Ding ding..” a bell on the door made his green eyes opened up. His beautifully amazing face was shining in the sunlight peeping through the window. He doesnt need any kind of introduction.

Meet the most flamboyant, rude and affluent man of Nederland, Prince Stephen Brixton. Yeah, you hard right! He is the second son of the kind George. The most arrogant playboy who proud of his prosperity, his personality and his intelligence.

According to him, he can get any woman onto his bed for a night. Just like any normal evening, he came to the Luxury hotel to have s*x with a callgirl arranged by his cousin, Prince Dalton.

The bell rang nearly disturbed his sleep. He brushed his eyes and looked around. The call girl was not beside him. He woke up with puzzled gapes. He turned infuriated by the endless jingling bell.

“Come in.” He said while glancing at the door. The door opened and a man around his twenty came inside.

“Prince Stephen, what's wrong with you. Why didn't you picked that callgirl last night? ” Prince dalton looked stressed. It was not easy to arrange a woman for Prince. He knew that the king could punish him for this misstep.

Prince Stephen was ignoring him like an invisible air. He just stretching his neck and head because he used them too much last night. They became hard like some rock due to excessive pressing onto that girl. He yawned and felt little lazy.

“Prince Stephen, do you listen me?” He asked again.

“What are you saying. I drank too much last night but it looked like you are not sober. I woke up here in my bed, how it's possible that I haven't picked that whore.” Stephen said while peeking around. The girl was already left. He was shocked because for the first time any girl left without meeting him.

“She was with me the entire night,” Dalton pressed his lips. Stephen stunned to hear that. He clearly remembered that he came with a girl in the room. He even had too much fun last night and had a s*x for the entire night. That's why his entire body was still aching. But if she was not a call girl arranged by Dalton, then who was she?

“If that call girl was with you, then who was the girl I slept with?” He gritted his teeth and pulled the quilt on the bed.

He was shocked to see the entire scene on the bed. The white bedsheets were stained with red. The smell of his semen was blended with the blood. The virgin blood was spread all over his quilt and bed sheet. Stephen was stunned and kept watching it for a moment.

“Did you picked a random woman?” Dalton asked him.

“I guess...yeah...” Prince Stephen understood that he took the virginity of a woman.

“Prince....what if someone trying to trap you. This could be a big scam for you.” Dalton said with a concerned face.

“Then why are you still standing here. Go and bring that woman to me. I want her at my feet.” prince Stephen ordered Dalton.