I stared in astonishment at Prince Louis, who opened the car door for me.
Under the allure of his blue eyes, I instinctively placed my hand in his palm.
His hand was dry, broad and strong, and securely held onto me, helping me down from the passenger seat.
Today, I was wearing a pair of pointed Prada high heels, a gift from my mother. However, I wasn't quite used to their height. As I got out of the car, I lost my balance and nearly fell into Prince Louis's embrace.
Luckily, he swiftly caught my waist.
This relieved me. But just as I regained my footing and looked up, I was met with a barrage of flashing lights. Countless shutters clicked like waves crashing.
"Please look this way!"
"Claire, can you tell me how you captured Prince Louis's heart?"
"We'd like to conduct an interview
