BETWEEN 2 HEARTS
Between 2 Hearts - Episode 16
Tag: Royalty and Love.
Warning: Stay clear from this book
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The next day, Naomi finished preparing breakfast and set the dining table. She called out to her father, who was still in his room, to come down and eat.
Mr. Daniels made his way downstairs, his movements weak and labored. Naomi rushed to support him, helping him into his chair.
"It's time to eat," she said, dishing out food onto his plate and hers.
As they began to eat, Mr. Daniels praised Naomi's cooking. "Delicious as always."
"Thank you, Father."
"You're always welcome, Naomi. I'm blessed to have a lovely and caring daughter like you. What more could I have asked for?"
Me too, Father. You're the best father in the whole universe."
They shared a hearty laugh together.
Some minutes later, Naomi arrived at the palace, responding to a summons from Diva. She stood outside Diva's room, knocking gently before entering.
Diva was seated on her bed, her phone in hand. She looked up at Naomi, her face stern.
"I didn't ask you to come in," Diva said rudely. "Go back and knock. When I say 'come in,' you do so."
Naomi nodded, exiting the room and knocking again. She waited for a response.
"Come in," Diva called out.
She entered the room once more. "You sent for me," she said.
"My bathroom is a mess. Go clean it up."
Naomi bowed respectfully before leaving to attend to the task.
After several minutes, Naomi emerged from bathroom, having completed the task.
"I'm done," she announced.
"Did you tidy it up well?"
"Yes. Is there anything else you'd like me to do for you?" She asked calmly.
"Wash those clothes you see on the floor."
Naomi picked up the clothes and turned to leave, but Diva stopped her.
"I didn't tell you to leave," She snapped.
Naomi turned back to face her. "Is there anything else?"
"Get your disgusting self out of my room. Your smell is contaminating my room."
Naomi left the room, heading to the laundry room to begin washing the clothes.
As she worked, Mia appeared at the doorway, feigning a frown.
"I guess a big sister forgot to wish her lovely younger sister a happy birthday."
Naomi's face lit up with a warm smile. "Why would a big sister forget her lovely sister's birthday?"
"Why haven't you wished me, then?"She pouted playfully.
"I'm sorry. I was about to come find you when Diva called for me."
"What did she want?"
"She asked me to tidy up her bathroom and wash her clothes, which I'm doing now."She explained.
"That conniving, evil she-devil! You haven't gotten enough from her mother, and now she's making you do chores meant for the maids. Does she think you're a maid?" She said angrily.
"That's her own problem, I'm not moved by her attitude. I'm used to it, anyway..." She paused, a warm smile spreading across her face. "Once again, I'm sorry. A BIG HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! I love you so much, and I wish you all the best in life."
"Thank you."
"I have a gift for you," she said, "I'll give it to you later."
"Aw, I can't wait."
As they chatted, she moved closer to Mia and started helping her with the washing.
Meanwhile, Alex stood at his balcony, sipping wine and lost in thought. His mind had been preoccupied lately. Suddenly, he felt a familiar hand wrap around him from behind, and he sighed.
"Are you okay, babe?" Elora asked, her voice laced with concern.
"Yes."he turned to face her, forcing a smile.
Her eyes narrowed, sensing his unease. She moved to his front, wrapping her arms around him.
"I know you're troubled. Tell me what's bothering you, my handsome prince."
"I'm fine. Just thinking about a lot of stuff. Don't worry, it's not serious."
Elora's eyes searched his, but she let it go. "Okay," she said, leaning in to softly kiss him. "I miss you."
"But we talked all night."
"That's not what I mean."
"So, what do you mean then?" He teased.
Her lips brushed against his, sending shivers down his spine. "I mean this," she whispered, deepening the kiss.
Alex's resolve crumbled, and he kissed her back, his hands caressing her body. They stumbled backward, falling onto the bed, their romance igniting.
As they lost themselves in the moment, Elora's hands wandered, undoing Alex's shirt. But he quickly stopped her.
"Elora," he said, his voice low and husky.
"Alex, please... we're adults now. It's normal for us to get intimate." Her eyes pleaded with desire, but Alex's grip on her hands tightened, his face a mask of restraint.
"We can't do it," Alex said, standing up from Elora's body and sitting down on the bed.
"Why can't we? It's been years now, and it's normal for us to get intimate with each other."
"I know, but I am royalty. We have to wait until we get married, as the tradition says."
"Damn the tradition, Alex! I am human, I feel horny sometimes, I yearn for my man. It's not against tradition if we get intimate; we are getting married after all."
"Am sorry." His apology was sincere, but Elora was unconvinced
"You are sorry; this is what you keep saying."
She stood up from the bed, her movements abrupt, and stormed out of the room before Alex could stop her.
Later, Naomi and Mia sat in the doorway of their room, chatting quietly.
"I have something for you.....But you have to close your eyes first."Naomi's eyes sparkled with excitement.
Mia closed her eyes, her anticipation building. "Please, I am waiting for my surprise."
"Just a sec." She rummaged through her bag, producing a folded piece of paper. She placed it gently in Mia's hand. "You can open your eyes now," she said, her voice barely containing her excitement.
Mia opened her eyes slowly, her gaze falling upon the paper.
"What's this?" she asked.
"Open it and see for yourself."
Mia unfolded the paper, her eyes widening in surprise as she took in the image of herself, beautifully drawn on the page.
"Is this me?" Mia asked, her voice filled with wonder.
"Yes, do you like it?"
Her eyes welled up with tears as she turned to Naomi.
"This is the best gift ever, thank you," she said, pulling Naomi into a warm hug.
"I'm glad you like it."
Mia pulled away, her eyes shining with tears. "Like is an understatement, I love it."
They shared a warm smile, and Mia's gaze fell upon the drawing again.
"You're getting better every day with your drawing," She said, her admiration evident.
"Yeah, it's part of my daily routine, and I couldn't do without it."
"I know, I love it."
As they smiled at each other, Naomi stood up to leave. "It's time for me to go home."
"Okay, take care of yourself and be careful on the road."
"I will, bye." They waved at each other, and Naomi walked away.
As She approached the exit gate, a voice interrupted her from behind.
"Where are you going?"
She froze, recognizing the voice instantly. She wondered if she was dreaming, unsure of how to react to the sudden attention. She wondered if someone was standing behind her too, that the voice stopped.
The voice was Alex's, and Naomi's heart skipped a beat as she hesitated, unsure of how to respond.
She turned to him slowly, and they stood face to face. Alex's hands were casually tucked into his pockets, while Naomi's grip on her bag tightened.
"Alex... sorry, I mean Your Highness, I...I was just about heading back home," she stuttered nervously, her eyes avoiding his.
The air was thick with awkwardness as they stood there in silence. Finally, Naomi broke the silence.
"Um," she muttered, suddenly dropping to her knees and pouring the contents of her bag onto the ground.
"What are you doing?" he asked, his voice tinged with confusion.
"To show you I didn't steal anything from the palace. Just in case you want to search my bag, these are the things inside. I didn't take anything from the palace."
Alex was taken aback, his eyes scanning the scattered contents of Naomi's bag. His gaze landed on a familiar rubber ring, and his eyes widened in recognition. It was the same ring he had given her when they were kids.
She noticed his silence and began to arrange her belongings back into her bag. Once she finished, she stood up, bowed her head respectfully,
"I beg to take my leave, Your Highness."She spoke formally
With that, she turned and walked away, leaving Alex staring after her in stunned silence.
TBC
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