BETWEEN 2 HEARTS
Between 2 Hearts - Episode 89
Tag: Royalty and Love.
Warning: Stay clear from this book
★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
After the mouthwatering meal, Alex stood up with Naomi to head to their room.
"Son, when you're free, let's have a drink," King Luke said, and Alex nodded before leaving with Naomi.
"Seriously, I can't believe you did that," Queen Lala said.
"What did I do? Is it wrong to have a meal with our future daughter-in-law?" King Luke asked.
"She will not be my daughter-in-law," Queen Lala spat, her anger evident. "I still object to their relationship."
"Mom, I think you should stop," Diva said, intervening. "Alex made his choice; let's support him."
Queen Lala stared at Diva, confused.
"Mom, please, just let go," Elora added. "Can't you see Alex is happy with her?"
"What has come over you two?" Queen Lala asked, her tone incredulous. "Are you supporting him?"
"Of course they are," King Luke said. "You should do the same." Queen Lala stood up angrily and left the room.
"Don't worry, Dad," Diva said, standing up with Elora. "We'll talk to her." They both left, leaving King Luke alone.
Meanwhile, Alex and Naomi entered their room, and Alex quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. He buried his face in her neck, inhaling deeply.
"You smell nice," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine and she gulped nervously.
"I told you to prepare for us, did you?" Alex asked, his voice low and husky. Naomi gulped, her heart racing.
"I...I," she stuttered, her words trailing off. Alex turned her to face him, cupping her face in his hands.
"I'll leave you to it," he said, his eyes locked on hers. "See you in a moment." He kissed her lips softly before pulling away, a smirk on his face.
As soon as Alex left the room, Naomi let out a deep breath and sat down on the bed, looking nervous and aware of what was to come.
"This is it, Naomi," she said to herself, her heart racing with anticipation.
"Am I ready for this?" She thought, taking a deep breath. "Of course, I am...but..." Her voice trailed off as she looked down at her outfit.
"Do I look attractive enough in this?" she wondered, frowning. "Should I wear one of his shirts instead? Would that make him more attracted to me?"
She considered changing into her nightwear, but then shook her head. "You're so not ready, Naomi," she muttered, grunting in frustration.
"This is going to be a remarkable night between the two of you as a couple," she reminded herself, trying to calm her nerves.
She stood up and began pacing around the room, looking confused and anxious. "Will this hurt?" she thought, biting her lip.
"Of course, it will," she answered herself, recalling Mia's words. "Mia said it hurt like hell at first."
Despite her nerves, she couldn't help but smile. "I'm finally going to take our relationship to the next level with Alex," she thought, feeling a rush of excitement.
"I just want it to be perfect," she said, her mind racing with ideas. "Maybe changing into one of his shirts will ignite the mood."
With newfound determination, Naomi rushed to Alex's closet and began searching for the perfect outfit. After a few minutes of searching, she found a white sleeveless shirt that caught her eye.
"This will be perfect," she said, her eyes lighting up with excitement. She quickly grabbed the shirt and rushed to the bathroom to change.
After some minutes, Naomi emerged from the bathroom, looking refreshed and radiant in Alex's white sleeveless shirt, which fell just above her knees.
She took her perfume from her bag and sprayed it on her body, the scent wafting through the air. Then, she moved to the bed and lay down under the duvet, smiling and waiting patiently for Alex.
Meanwhile, Alex was still enjoying a fatherly moment with his father, chatting and drinking like buddies. As the night wore on, Alex became a little tipsy.
"It seems you're drunk," King Luke teased, chuckling.
"I guess so," Alex replied, taking the last gulp of his drink. "Let me go inside; Naomi will be waiting for me."
"Okay, do your best tonight," King Luke said, smiling knowingly at his son.
"Good night, Father," Alex said, bowing slightly before turning to leave.
"Night, son," he replied, smiling after him and shaking his head in amusement.
As he stumbled towards his room, everything seemed to blur around him. He felt a strange sensation building up in his body, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
He staggered to his room, pushing open the door and stepping inside. The room was dark, except for the moonlight streaming in through the window.
He smiled as he inhaled Naomi's fragrance, which filled the air. He took a deep breath, feeling his senses come alive.
"Naomi"He whispered and began to undress, knowing she was asleep on the bed.
As he shed his clothes, he rushed to join her, embracing her from behind and gently kissing her back as he inhaled her scent. He continued to caress her, covering her skin with tender kisses, and she responded in kind. As he lay on top of her, the atmosphere grew passionate. His desire burned hot, but he was intoxicated, unable to fully appreciate her beauty. He noticed she seemed unresponsive to his kisses, but he couldn't stop, driven by his own desire.
"Tell me you're Naomi". he asked, his gaze blurry as he looked at the woman beside him.
'I am". she replied, and he smiled, giving in to the passion.
Their clothes were scattered on the floor, a testament to the passionate night they'd shared. The soft murmurs of their lips still lingered in the air as they lost themselves passion.
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The next morning, Elora sat upright on the bed, the blanket wrapped tightly around her chest. A satisfied smile spread across her face as she gazed at Alex, still deep in sleep. Her eyes sparkled with mischief.
"I finally got you, Alex. You're mine now." She whispered.
As she thought back to the events of the previous night, a sly grin crept onto her face. She recalled how she'd cleverly manipulated the situation, enlisting the help of a guard to spike Alex's drink while he was distracted by his father. The memory of Alex's obliviousness to the plan only added to her amusement.
As Alex took the drink, Elora signaled the guard to climb up to the balcony, careful not to be seen. The guard obeyed, sneaking into Alex's bedroom where Naomi lay on the bed, her back turned toward him. Naomi sensed someone's presence and assumed it was Alex, so she closed her eyes, pretending to sleep. However, as the guard drew closer, she caught an unfamiliar scent and opened her eyes, only to be caught off guard as he covered her nose with a handkerchief, rendering her unconscious.
Elora entered the room, impressed by the guard's swift action. She instructed him to carry Naomi to the balcony and leave her there. The guard complied, exiting the same way he entered. She surveyed the room before heading to the closet to grab one of Alex's shirts – a white sleeved one. She slipped into the bathroom to change, emerged, and then snatched Naomi's perfume from her bag. With a sly smile, she sprayed it on herself.
"Now I'm ready for you, Alex," she whispered to herself.
As she heard footsteps approaching, She hastily turned off the lights and rushed back to the bed, pretending to be Naomi. Alex entered the room, drawn in by the fragrance, and made his way to the bed, believing it was Naomi waiting for him.
Her flashback came to an end, and a sly smile spread across her face as she gazed at Alex, who was slowly waking up. Alex's eyes fluttered open, and he weakly turned to the other side of the bed, expecting to see Naomi.
"Naomi," he whispered, his voice husky with sleep.
"Wake up, sleeping head." Elora's smile grew wider as she teased him.
Alex's eyes snapped open, and his expression transformed from sleepy to shocked as he took in Elora's presence.
"Elora!" he exclaimed, confusion and alarm. "What are you doing here? How...did we?...."
"Oh, yes, we did," she purred, her eyes locked on his. "We had sex last night, the two of us." Alex's shock deepened, his eyes wide with horror and disgust. "I finally got you, Alex," she cooed, her voice dripping with triumph. "Now you're mine, and soon my tummy will be nurturing your child." She laughed, the sound low and menacing.
"What...?" he sputtered. "Where is Naomi? What did you do to her?"
"She is where she belongs," she spat, her gaze drifting toward the balcony, a look of disdain on her face. "No one can take you away from me, not even that trash."
Just then, Naomi stumbled out from the balcony, looking weak and disoriented.
"Naomi!" Alex exclaimed, his voice filled with worry. "Are you okay?" Naomi's gaze met his, confusion clouding her eyes.
"What happened?" she asked. "I saw myself sleeping on the balcony..."
"Isn't it obvious that's where you belong?" Elora said, cutting in with venom in her voice.
Naomi's eyes snapped toward Elora, surprise and unease written across her face. Elora waved at her, her smile never faltering.
"Hi," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Alex, what's going on here?" Naomi asked, her eyes locked onto Alex, questions burning in her eyes.
Alex's eyes welled up with tears as he caressed Naomi's face, his face torn between love and despair.
"Go on, Alex," Elora said, her voice dripping with malice. "Tell her the truth."
TBC
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