The Prince Found His Sixth Wife

3. PRINCESS?

KRISTINE'S

Today is the day.

I am now at backstage and Bona is putting make-up on me.

Then, I stood up when she was done so, I can look at my full outfit in the mirror. I am wearing NSW color block sweatpants matching my red crop top. Michael let me wear it so, this way I can still dance comfortably and attract the viewers to watch me.

And I must say, I look good.

“Kristine!"

I heard Michael shout my name and then, he approached me.

“What is it?"

For a moment, he stared at me from head to toe and I think he got mesmerized by how I looked. I snapped my finger in his face and that is when he blinked his eyes and our eyes met.

“You look beautiful. Now, go outside there, and let's start your concert,” he complimented me and he left.

It's time for a show.

With the music pouring into the surroundings, I walk onto the stage and everyone screams making the stadium became livelier. I started dancing and singing my first song which is 'First time' for I am here in this country to perform my first solo album.

“Kristine! Kristine! Kristine!”

I can hear everyone shouting my name and I give a flying kiss that makes the crowd get even noisier.

Wow.

And because they are giving me a warm welcome here, I'm gonna perform with my heart on it.

NOHA'S

The car stops at my parent's Palace and when I went inside I can hear loud music while walking and the more I get inside, the more the noise gets louder.

What the hell is that?

I walk into the living area and I saw my Mom dancing and fangirling too to the girl who is on the television. She threw me a glance but then, her gaze diverted to the tv.

“Hi, son. Oh. Kristine Jang is really a good dancer and singer. I love her very much."

I grimaced at what my Mom is acting and so, my eyes diverted to the tv and I wondered why many people watch these K-pop Idols who are all fake people.

However...the more I watch the girl dancing and singing at the same time I can't help myself but watch her, too.

D*mn girl.

The way she dances...it's like she is encouraging you to dance with her.

Suddenly, I found myself standing to the side and watching the tv, and my eyes can't get off of the girl who got my attention.

I was captivated by her beauty.

What is her name? What did Mom say her name is again? Kristine Jang?

Hell, I want her.

Just staring at her my member is tensing up. This is the first time that my eyes first caught the girl because before to be honest, I let my member decide whether to marry that woman or not. But now...my heart and my member synced in together.

I had decided.

I want to meet her.

I think I found MY SIXTH WIFE.

I'm gonna make her MY SIXTH WIFE.

I walk away without saying anything to Mom and got to the car in the passenger seat. The driver speeds off and while on the road, I can't stop thinking of that woman and how she danced.

God, she's waking up the inner me.

She's hot and very seductive.

I am fascinated by her.

Soon, I reached my Palace and six servants welcomed me. I got out of the car and look at my butler earnestly.

“Yes, Prince Noha. Anything that you want?"

“Send an invitation to Ms. Kristine Jang. I want to meet her as soon as possible," I instructed.

“Yes, I will, Prince Noha."

And I walked inside with eagerness in me.

I'll make her mine whether she likes it or not.

KRISTINE'S

My concert finally finished and it's already very late because it's 2 am now. I went to my room and relaxed when Manager Kim and Bona arrived.

“You are the best, Ms. Jang!" Bona said cheerfully and I grinned at her.

“Thank you, Bona," I merrily answered.

“You got an invitation from the Palace," my manager mentioned.

I was surprised there.

“Palace?"

Manager Kim then gave me the letter and I opened it to read what was written inside.

Greetings from the Palace of Prince Noha,

The Prince would like to invite you for a dinner tomorrow at 8 pm in the Namah restaurant.

Palace of the Prince Noha

I gaped at what I read.

“Wait, what? The Prince is inviting me to have dinner with him?"

“Really?!" Bona yelled and she went to my back to read the letter herself.

Is this true?

“I guess, the Prince watched you perform on stage, and now, he wants to meet you,” Manager Kim told with a smile on his lips.

“You are so lucky, Ms. Jang. If I were you, I will say yes. That's a Prince and I've been dreaming to marry a true Prince. I wish I were you,” Bona mentioned with her hands clasped on her chest and she is staring at the ceiling like she is dreaming.

I shook my head at her because of how the way she acts.

I then looked down at the letter again.

Should I go?

I am glad to know that the Prince watched me perform but, why do I suddenly feel nervous?

My heart is beating anxiously.

The hours have passed and it's 3 pm when I woke up. I yawned because I had a good sleep today even though the concert finished late at night.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Someone is knocking on my door and before I opened it, I peeked into the hole at the door and it's my Manager and Bona. I opened my door and the two immediately got inside and locked my door. They are breathing heavily like they are running.

I am surprised at what they are doing.

“Why, what's wrong?" I confusingly asked them.

“Guards...downstairs...here..."

My eyebrows creased because of what my Manager is saying.

“Say it clearly. I don't understand you."

“I said...there are guards downstairs and they are the guards from the Palace of the Prince of Dubai. They are here to fetch you later," Manager Kim elaborated.

“What?" My eyes got bigger.

They are here already? But it says in the letter that the dinner will be at 8 pm. Why are they here so early? What are they...are they guarding me?

“Come here now. Let's prepare you,” Bona said and she approached me and brought me in front of the mirror.

What's going on?

“Bona, make her the most beautiful girl that the Prince of Dubai will fall in love with her,” Manager Kim said.

“What? You gotta be kidding me."

I am about to stand when Bona pulled me down to the seat.

“Sorry, Ms. Jang, but I'll follow Manager Kim. You have to be the most beautiful woman the Prince of Dubai will lay his eyes upon,” Bona recited.

I see that I don't have anything to say here because the two began fixing me. I sighed and shrugged off my shoulders letting them do what they want to do to me.

Afterward, it's 6 pm already and the two are still on me.

Seriously, how long are they going to dress me up? I know it's the Prince himself that I'll be meeting but that doesn't mean I have to look like a Princess.

“Done!" Bona cheerfully shouted.

Manager Kim went in front of me and he stared at me from head to toe and then, he smiled at me.

“There's one thing left and you're perfect,” he mentioned.

“What is it?" I asked.

“Your smile. C'mon. Give us your one billion worth of smile."

Because of what he said, I smiled even though I feel anxious.

“Perfection! You are now ready to face the Prince of Dubai, Princess Kristine,” he told amusingly.

Princess Kristine? Nah. I don't need a title like that. I am contented to be in one of the richest families in Asia.

A knock came that stops us and Manager Kim got to the door.

“I am here for Ms. Kristine Jang, Sir. The Prince is waiting for her now."

I heard the guard talk and what? The Prince is already waiting for me now? Wow. I must say that the Prince is not excited to meet me.

Eventually, I came out to the limousine and a man lead me inside the luxurious restaurant. I can't help to gape just by looking at the place. It's wonderful here. Then, the man stops so, I stopped as well and looked at him. He bowed his head at me.

“I'm afraid, Ms. Jang, I can't go inside. Please, proceed inside."

I see. I smiled at him even though he is not looking at me.

“Thank you,” I politely said.

And, I headed walking inside all by myself, and the more I took a step, the more my heart is pounding out of my chest.

I am nervous as hell.

Suddenly, my feet stopped because from afar I can now see a tall man standing at the side of the table and he is wearing formal attire like he is in business.

Why do I even wear a gown if he will be just wearing formal attire? I should wear a more decent dress and not this. Oh, the hell with this dress. I'm already here. No backing out. So, I resumed walking towards the man who I presumed the Prince of Dubai.

I can't see how he looks but from afar, I must say that he is a well-fine man in his get-up. While I am walking near him, I am starting to see his face more clearly and...is he real?

Good-looking is an understatement to call him because he is beyond that.

Oh, goodness me.

Now, my heart beats even faster just seeing him.

To be continued...